1. Resisting Fate - Part Two of Three


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Poppet, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories

    help her from her pony. I started a fire while she cared for our horses and by the time the darkness fell, we had our meat cooking over the open flames. "I'm glad you stayed with me, my dove." I told her in my tongue. I hoped she understood. Her face turned a beautiful shade of pink and she turned away but not before that little smile played across her face. "Why did you want me to leave?" she asked after several heartbeats. It took me awhile to understand what she meant, but then I knew. I took her hand, trying hard to make her know what was in my mind. "You had to choose," I told her. "I could not force you to be mine. You are no pony I can break to my will. I would not have you looking at me as your captor, or as a slave does to her master." I said more, my words spilling out quickly, but by then I think her understanding failed. Her face reflected the orange glow of the flames, and soon I became lost in the depths of her blue eyes. Later, when the night grew cold, she came to me and we covered ourselves in my bed skins. I was filled with a longing I had never before felt as we snuggled together and even through her tattered clothing, she felt soft and warm against my skin. Her body pressed tightly against my bare chest and I held her in my arms and we watched the fire as it slowly burned away. Its heat seemed as nothing compared to her warmth and I caressed her shoulder with my lips, kissing her much as she had me earlier in the day. My manhood was hard and full of ...
    need under my loincloth and I felt certain she could feel this as I pressed my body against hers. Elsie sighed softly as my kisses moved to her lips and she resisted not at all as she reclined on her back next to me. I wanted her in that moment, not just as my companion but as my lover and my wife. Not knowing how to say such words to her, I let my hand slide up her leg and under her dress. The softness of her skin made my heart beat strongly in my chest and I moved over her body so as to finally mount her as my own. I throbbed and felt hot in my hand as I raised her dress and brought myself between her cream colored thighs. Elsie moaned and shifted her body, accepting me over her and kissed me hard, wrapping her arms around my neck. Her tongue flicked urgently against my lip until l met it with my own, sucking it into my mouth. "I love you, my White Dove," I told her hoping she understood. Her breasts were hard and firm under me and I pulled her dress down, uncovering them and exposing her pink nipples to my view. Elsie gasped and trembled as I kissed her, squirming under me as if she was filled with an uncontrollable need to move. It was when my mouth fell on her white-as-milk skin did she shudder with fear. "Wait! No, Red Elk, stop. I can't. I'm so sorry, but I can't do this!" Her hands covered her breasts and she rolled away, forcing herself out from under me. I sat back on my haunches, stunned by her rejection. I did not understand why she would push me away, and I felt a ...