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“Then don’t I … deserve … this?”
“Yes,” I say, and then I latch onto her clitoris and suckle as if my life depends upon it. She sucks in a ragged gasp of air, then hisses long and loud. She repeats this several times, and then her nails dig into my scalp with renewed urgency.
“Oh god! I’m gonna come!” Her scream splits the air, and then she deluges my face with a torrent of her pussy juice. I keep suckling and licking until her body stops thrashing like a fish pulled from a stream.
At last, she flopped back onto the bed, her chest rising and falling with heavy pants. Her half-lidded eyes look up at me, and a happy grin forces its way to her face.
“You’re so good at what you do,” she gasps. “I’m a lucky woman.”
“No,” I say, shaking my head. “I am the lucky one here, Paige. The luckiest day of my life was when I found you.”
“Yeah, mine too.” She laughs softly and plays with my hair as I rest my chin on her belly. “I mean, at first, it was one of the worst luck days I’d ever had, but then you happened along and got to be my big hero in shining … um, well, my hero in a loincloth. Since I stopped acting in fear, I have a handsome mate, my sister is safe and has friends, and you have given Laney and me a huge family.” She rubs her flat stomach and says, “A huge family that is about to grow by one.”
I laugh and shrug. “I will put on shining armor if it will please you, my love. I would do anything to make you happy.”
“Oh god, I believe that.”
She hugs me tightly, wrapping her arms around my head. I nestle my face into her soft bosom and sigh.
Then, I push her onto her back again and rear up on my knees. I wrap my fingers around my cock and smile at her.
“Oh, it’s so big,” she says with mock terror. “What are you going to do with that, you big, bad orc?”
“I’m going to stuff your pussy with it.”
“Oh no,” she says sarcastically. “Please, anything but … oooh.”
I glide into her, my cock sliding in and stretching her pink walls. She grips me as tight as a vise, her pussy convulsing as if she seeks to draw me in even farther.
I rock my hips and thrust into her. Her mouth forms an O, and then she throws her head back and moans deeply, desperately. Her legs wrap around my waist, ankles crossing just above my buttocks. Then she gives as good as she gets. Our bodies move in sync, seeking that perfect connection that so many seek but never find.
Our passionate cries echo up to the moon, who thankfully has seen so much, she doesn’t turn red with embarrassment.
21
PAIGE
The late afternoon sun dapples shadows through the trees over the meadow as I settle onto a smooth boulder near a merrily babbling stream. Gronk stirs a bit from his slumber, but his eyes remain shut. He instantly roots around, looking for a nipple.
“Such a hungry boy,” I say with a chuckle, fishing my breast out of my dress so he can latch on. Nearby, Laney and Jovak talk about lures.
“No, no,” Laney says with a sigh, rolling her eyes to the sky. “Are you kidding me right now? That is sonothow you tie a fly-fishing line.”
“It looks good to me,” Jovak says with a frown, staring at his handiwork.
“If you try to use that lure, you’re going to be sorry,” Laney says.
“I suppose that you can do it better?” he asks.
“Naturally,” she says. Then she breaks into a song. “Anything you can do, I can do better. I can do anything better than you ….”
Jovak smiles. By this point, well used to this game.
“No, you can’t,” he says, also singing.
“Yes, I can! Anything you can sing, I can sing better ….”
I smile as I feed my son by the stream. The two of them carry on for a bit, and then Jovak unties his lure and allows the master, that being my eleven-year-old sister, to show him how it’s supposed to be done.
