Harvest Flower

Home Sweet Home

Harvest Flower woke with the soft touch of Running Wolf's hand on her cheek. Her eyes quickly taking in the colors around her. She sat up straight pulling away from Running Wolf slightly with excitement. The setting sun threw pink, purple, red, and orange beams of light into the sky and along the canyon walls. The trail leading up to their home not far from view now.  She tilted her head and looked up at the contrast of colors, a hawk floated on a breeze overhead.

Running Wolf nudged his horse up the small trail. Harvest Flower relaxed in his arms, her hand softly resting on his arm wrapped around her waist. Harvest Flower smiled brightly at the young brave watching the village sheep. They were mow in view of the village and the woman started to gather around them. Each smiling and shouting a welcome home. The small children ran alongside the horses yelling and laughing loudly. The warriors and older men stood or sat watching, nodding their welcome until Rising Bear tripped into sight.

The children all stood back some grabbing small rocks to occasionally throw at Rising Bear. He held his head down as he stumbled forward. The dried blood matted his hair and his body covered in dirt from the long stumbling walk home.

Harvest Flower gave him a glance pity clearly glowing in her eyes. The warrior leading him turned his horse and Rising Bear disappeared from her view. The sudden halt of Running Wolf's horse snapped her head back forward. The breath she unknowingly held in rushed out in pure happy relief.

Running Wolf dismounted and lifted Harvest Flower from the horse. His warm hands held her waist gently. Without a word a young brave led the horse away. The people of the village now back to settling in for the night. Harvest Flower slid her arms around Running Wolf's neck and stepped into his embrace. The warmth now sparking into something much more. He quickly picked her up slipping one arm beneath her knees.

He entered the lodge not stopping until she lay on their bed of furs. He hungrily kissed her lips, devouring her soft moans. His hands traveled her body stopping on her flat stomach. He leans up breaking the kiss to look into her golden eyes.

She smiled up at him, curling her finger into his hair. "Kiss me." She whispered pulling him down to place small kisses on his lips.

He growled low and holding her hip he rolled them, so she lay on top of him. Her dress bunched around her waist. She sat up straddling him her eyes darling with pure love and passion. She pulled her dress over her head, dropping it to the side. His hands followed the path of hi eyes. From her hips slowly up her sides to her breasts. Her n*****s hardened at his touch and a moan leaving her throat. He sat up wrapping his arm around her back to hold her in place as he captured a hardened peak in his mouth. His other hand massaging the other in slow circles. She arched her back gripping his shoulders. Her head rolled back letting her hair fall behind her in waves of gold.

He felt his body hardened painfully with each small moment of her hips. He pulled away causing her to whimper at the loss of his touch. Helifted her up just enough to loosen his leggings, the back of his hand brushing her wet mound. She squirmed with the soft touch crying out when his fingers touched her finding her nub. He swiftly turned her laying her back on the pelts quickly removing his clothes with ease.

He gently kissed her stomach, useing hus knee to spread her legs. Her hands gripped his hair pulling him up to kiss her. Their tongues battling and hands roaming. His touched her center with his shaft and he felt her open and tilt her hips up to meet him. He slowly entered her. The wet tightness threatening to make him lose all control. He thrust deep and her moan of pleasure drove him to a faster pace. She arched her back digging her nails into his shoulders. He thrust faster pushing as deep into her as he could. He could feel her tightening around him. He bent his head capturing a hard n****e with his mouth. He sucked the hard bead between his teeth useing his tongue to flick it gently.

She cried out falling over the edge. She pulsed tight around him and he could hold back no longer. He thrust deep into her and groaned as his seed filled her.  He eased down to his elbows holding his weight off of her. Both panting trying to catch their breath.

He rolled to his side pulling her with him. His arms wrapped around her softly stroking her back.

She smiled her hand resting over his racing heart. "I love you Running Wolf."

His hand stilled on her back the rush of joy he felt swelled his heart. "I love you too my Golden Flower." He said his voice still deep from their lovemaking.

She sighed and snuggled into his arms kissing his chest unconsciously. Sleep quickly claimed her, pulling her deep into a black dreamless sleep.

Running Wolf knew when she fell asleep. His reluctance to let her go outweighed by the duties left undone. He tucked her into the furs, covering her with a soft blanket made of rabbit fur. He kissed her forehead before quickly dressing.

He would see to Rising Bear and make sure the sentries are posted around the village. Others would have questions and he would still need to check on Singing Fox.

He stepped from the hide door to find Gray Eagle walking straight toward him. Their eyes met and Running Wolf could feel the unease in the air.

He waited for Gray Eagle to reach him  "What news do you bring?"

Gray Eagle stepped to the side, "Rising Bear is waiting for a decision to be made, and the sentries are posted. Little Oak just told me about smoke rising from the south. Could be a moving tribe or more white men soldiers."

Runing Wolf crossed his arms over his chest, "Send a few scouts to learn who is traveling close enough for a young brave to notice. We will prepare to protect the village, no one should be traveling this time of year. The snows are close and the game to few."

Gray Eagle nodded and quickly walked away melting into the darkness.

Rising Bear stood arms outstretched tied between two poles. His eyes narrowed at Running Wolf walking toward him. Rising Bear made a fist with both hands. His insides burned with rage and hate for Running Wolf. Harvest Flower should have belonged to Rising Bear. He glared at Running Wolf now standing before him.

"I can not kill you, yet. My patience runs thin with you. She is mine and will always be mine." Running Wolf said holding back his rage.

Rising Bear growled and lunged at Running Wolf, the ropes making him jerk back. "She should have been given to me."

Running Wolf spat at his feet, "To her brother, never. Blood or not she is your sister and the village would have cast you both out." Running Wolf couldn't belive the way Rising Bear was acting.

Rising Bear snarled, "My father is chief she is white. No one would object."

Running Wolf grimaced, "I find this hard to belive. I have no reason to finish this talk. Your punishment will be left to the women of the village." Running Wolf turned not giving Rising Bear a chance to reply.

Gray Eagle smiling at Running Wolf's decision. The women of the village could be more ruthless than any man. Rising Bear just might die after all. He walked away finding his way to his lodge to rest.

Running Wolf returned to his lodge. Harvest Flower still slept soundly, he stripped his body and joined her under the fur blanket. His arm wrapped around her waist when she instinctively curled into him. He kissed her head and waited for sleep to come.