"So it seems you and Mr.Big Man are back on track" Elya smirked as they chopped up carrots for that days supper.
"Things are... good" Jaslin shrugged nonchalantly with cheeky smile.
"Good, heavens woman. You have both kept this group of simple folk up every night for the past week. He must be good from the sounds of it. I'd bet the mother's innocence that none of these men have ever heard their women moan like you do".
Jaslin blushed as she picked up another carrot and began chopping.
"Seven Jaslin, come on, give this tired wench some details. Perhaps it will allow me to dream of a man I might be able to enchant some day" Elya continued and turned to look at Jaslin.
"What do you want to know" Jaslin laughed.
"How big" Elya asked with wide eyes as she picked up the thickest and longest carrot from the table.
Jaslin dropped her head to the side and bit her bottom lip as she studied the root vegetable.
"I fear not even three would add up to my sandor" she smiled.
"Heavens, and he knows how to use it?" Elya gasped.
"Like a master".
Later that day, Sandor and Jaslin sat their supper side by side at the camp fire. Just like every night for the past week, they sat and ate with the group before disappearing into the darkness to find their own privacy.
"We should go out a little further" Jaslin insisted as they walked away from the camp with bellies full of rabbit stew.
"Why woman? I'm tired and want to rest".
"I am tired too my love, but rest is something i don't want just yet" she winked.
"Oh yeah, and what does my woman want".
"Too show you, but let's just move out a little further. I fear we have been keeping the group awake" she laughed and pulled his hand as she lead them into the woodlands.
Sandor slapped her bottom, but did as his woman commanded. Taking her hand and allowing her to lead them further away.
Once they had found some shelter, Jaslin moved to the ground and looked back up at her man.
"I want you to take control Sandor. Show me how much I am your woman and you my man. Show me... take me as you want. I am yours".
"Jaslin" he warned as he bent to his knees and hovered over her.
"I know you want it harder... rougher. I know you want to do things you think will scare me. But they won't. You can't hurt me" she purred into his ear.
Instantly Sandor attacked her mouth with his as he practically ripped apart her dress and squeezed onto her breast tightly. "Get on you hands and knees" he growled into her ear.
Jaslin did as he commanded and moved onto all fours as he pulled ofnthe last of the fabric covering her body. That had been the third dress henhad ruined that week, not that she cared in that moment though. Jaslin waited anxiously as she heard Sandor kneels behind her and spread her cheeks wide apart.
"Sandor" she gasped with embarrassment, as she had never been so exposed before.
Sandor didn't say anything though and squeezed onto the meat of her bottom firmly as he lowered his mouth to her exposed parts. She she felt his tongue licking and poking new places, she gasped against and felt a burning blush bubble under her skin. Slowly she managed to relax her worry though and soon began to enjoy the new feelings he was causing her. Soon Sandor and moved his fingers to her womanhood and quickly rub them in small circles over her until she cried out his name.
Jaslins arms were shakingnnownas she struggled to keep herself up Sandor must have noticed this as he gently pushed her down into the ground, causing her arms to lay out beside her as she rested the side of her face in the grass. This caused her bottom to raised up even higher, and Sandor had not stopped teasing her body and moved back to remove his breeches.
With one last tickle of his fingers between her legs, Sandor grabbed onto her hips and slammed himself deep inside of her. Jaslin instantly cried out his name as she felt him move deeper inside of her.
"You alright?" Sandor asked, suddenly worried as he left himself inside of her a moment.
"Don't stop" she groaned.
Sandor let out a small chuckle, he had worried he'd been to rough, but she loved it to his surprise and it only made him want her more. Soon He was thrusting his hips into yo her so fast and hard, he worried he would spill hold speed to quickly and calmly slowed down. Jaslin was also growling now as she cried and moaned to his movement and came aggressively as he fucked her. Sandor reached his release shortly after and quicker than he had wanted, but the pleasure was just as intense and he grinded himself into her and grunted loudly.
Despite the night cool night air, by the time they had finished, both were covered in a light sweat and lay breathlessly in each other's arms.
"We could stay here woman. Make a life here, perhaps try for a child again" Sandor spoke with a husky voice as Jaslin rested her chin on his chest.
"I could not think of anything more perfect Sandor. I just fear we forget about the real world, there is still a lot of danger out there, even if we have found some small amount of peace".
"There'll always be danger in his world woman. As long as men kill and whore fuck, but I promise ya. I'll keep us safe from all that. We are with a group of simple and gently folk now, well unlikely find ourselves in any war or trouble with them".
"You really want another child huh?" She asked as gently kissed his chest.
"I want you. I want a family with you. I want to fuck you ever night under the stars until I'm too old to get it up and even then I want to bury my face between your legs".
"You dirty old man" she laughed.
A.N - Apologies for the super long delay in updating again. Things have been pretty crappy at the moment, but it seems to all be looking up again now and I'm finally finding some more time to write. These stories have literally kept me going over the last few months and I'm so grateful for all the comments and votes and just general interest. I promise I'll be updating a lot more from now on. Also apologies for the short chapter, was going to carry on, but it was getting too long so I've ended it here for now. As you can imagine though, things aren't going to be perfect forever (drama drama drama). Hope you guys enjoyed this update though and let me.know what you think of the new cover :) xx
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