The Huntsman

Chapter 5 - Pleasing the Huntsman

I woke up abruptly. The first thing that occurred to me was that I felt really good. The second was the deer jerky and the cup of water sitting on the ground in front of me.

Last but not least was that my man wasn't in the tent. Hurriedly I ate the jerky and drank the water, noticing as I did so, that I wasn't as hungry as I would've thought I would be. Maybe I'd had a few parasites after all. Asta la vista was all I could say to that!

Getting out of the tent I noticed it was broad daylight and surprisingly warm. He'd left me sleep in and I was very grateful for that. I saw him then and I stopped.

He was facing away from me and something about his demeanor echoed tenseness bordering on wrath. A hitch of fear squeezed about my heart. How was I ever going to manage such a man?

I whispered a prayer for myself and this man and had immediate relief as I felt an answer from above sweep through my soul, "It is within your ability to ease him. Go to him and be his wife and care for him. I tell you truly that he will come to love you for your efforts. Don't make him take what he wants, but instead give it to him and together be fruitful and multiply. Love him, even as I have loved you, before you knew to love Me in return."

Nodding in acceptance I took courage within my spirit and oddly felt relaxed as I softly approached the man that would have me from this day forward. I came up beside him and glanced over at him. He looked at me intensely and I smiled.

He was like a wild animal ready to spring to the attack and yet calmly I said, "Thank you for letting me sleep. You've waited far longer than I thought you would and I want you to know that I'm grateful for it. Now, however, I would like to please you. I ...... how.....what would you like me to do?" I managed to get out at the last even as I blushed profusely.

I never broke eye contact though, and for that I was proud of myself. He blinked and wiped away sweat on his brow. He looked away, seemingly more tensed than even before. I glanced down him to take in the heavy press of his shaft against his pants. God had married me to a stud to be sure.

I had no doubt that this man and I would have many children. I simply knew that it would be so.

With a feminine desire to please my man I stepped around in front of him and got down on my knees. His big hands knotted into fists and looking up I met his gaze even as my hands rose to his belt buckle. "Can I....?" I breathed out not able to fully ask for what I intended to do.

"Yes!" He said passionately.

Lowering my gaze, I undid his pants and was surprised to see no underwear. The pressure of his shaft against his pants fairly unzipped his pants for me. Completely startled I took in the reality before me.

I'd not really seen to many adult male penises before, but my lack of experience in that regard didn't let me down in the fact that this man was a stud if ever there was one. The musky odor of his scent wafted over me strongly and powerful though that it was I strangely didn't mind it. Somehow it suited him.

Shyly I cleared my throat and pushing his pants away from his groin only succeeded in having them fall to his calves from the weight of everything he had in his pockets.

"I .....uhh..... if I don't do something right, let me know, okay?" I whispered, as I let my hands settle on the man's muscular hips that were warm and covered in curly black body hair.

"Tamara."

I forced myself to look up. His voice was the gentlest that I'd heard it so far as he said, "You're likely not going to like the taste of me at first, but when I cum I want you to swallow it. I want that just for myself, but the reality is you need the nutrition gained from doing so as well. There are lots of minerals as well as the fact that it's mostly protein."