Harvest Flower

The Calm Before the Storm

Running Wolf's new bride stepped out into the open.

Standing elk grinned and touched his self at the sight of her. She was beautiful for a white woman. Her strange colored hair and sun tanned skin made his blood boil. He would have her before the night was over.

He chuckled low under his breath. A small groan at his feet made him frown. The small body of a young woman lay curled in a ball. He kicked her in the side before walking away in the shadows. The young maidens couldn't satisfy the itch the white woman created. Only she could.

The fire crackled and burned bright long into the night. Food was bountiful and passed around on large grass woven trays. Cups of cider and freshwater also rotated through the group. Running Wolf smiled, as the children each bid them goodnight. Mother's shooing them to their lodges made Harvest Flower giggle.

Men prepared for dancing and young maids giggled with the anticipation of choosing a suitable husband. Courtships would start fresh this night. Singing Fox smiled widely at a young brave. Her black hair braided in two long braids, framed her tan face.

She smiled at her brother. He was happy with his new wife. The woman seemed nice and only her color gave her away at her bloodline. Her brother Running Wolf made a fine choice in a wife. Soon Harvest Flower would be her best friend and only sister. Having a sister excited Singing Fox, she wanted to run up and hug her. Running Wolf asked her to wait and she promised she would. It burned a little that Running Wolf still didn't treat her like a real sister. Obviously her birth mother didn't sit well with him. Being the half-sister to the chief had its ups and downs. She just wished he felt something more for her. She wanted her brother to be, well, her brother.

Tomorrow though she would meet Harvest Flower. Singing Fox searched the crowd for Little Bird, the young girl had been missing the whole night. Where could she have gone? Singing Fox stood and left the fire circle to look for the young girl. Worry written on her soft face.

Running Wolf watched his sister leave with a worried expression. Tomorrow he would introduce Singing Fox and Harvest Flower. Right now Harvest Flower was snuggled up to his side, and her small yawn meant she was getting tired. He loved his people and was glad they accepted her so quickly, but he just wanted to hold her.

Without saying a word he stood pulling her up with him. His people all smiled and continued their celebration, as Running Wolf lead Harvest Flower to his lodge. The flap swung shut behind them, as he pulled her into his arms.

"I've wanted you for so long. I can not wait any longer." His lips met hers with a hungry need.

She melted into him, surrendering her lips to him. Her arms wrapped around his neck, as he picked her up by her hips. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and he carried her to their room. Fresh pelts cushioned her as he gently lay her down, breaking their kiss.

He stood over her watching her eyes as he shed his vest. Her tongue darted out to lick her kiss swollen lips. She reached up and pulled the cords at her shoulders letting the dress fall loose. His eyes flashed with building hunger. He knelt and pulled her to a sitting position letting her dress fall to her waist, exposing her tanned skin and silky smooth breasts.

His hands framed her face, his thumbs caressing her cheeks. Harvest Flower licked her lips slowly watching his eyes follow her tongue. She reached out and placed both hands on his chest, softly feeling his smooth skin. Her hands drifted down slowly, his jaw tensed as they moved over his stomach.

She gently traced his waistline. He kissed her, with a low growl in his throat. He pushed her down and lay on top of her. His hands now roaming her sides, as hers roamed his back. He quickly tossed her dress aside, and only broke their feverish kiss to remove his buckskin pants.

His knee spread her thighs, and he settled between them. His hardness rubbing her soft wet entrance. She moaned at the contact. He kissed her neck and tilted his head to move down to her chest, taking a n****e into his mouth. Her fingers tangled in his hair, as she spread her legs wider for him.

He gently pushed the head of his manhood into her soft folds. The heat consumed his control, and he thrust deep into her. She arched her back, wrapping her legs around him. He pulled back and thrust once more licking his way across her chest to suck her other n****e. His thrusts quickened, and her fingers dug into his back. The fire building in her lower stomach till she thought she would burst into flames.

She climbed higher and higher with each thrust. Her hips moved with his meeting each with more heat. His fingers found her pearl and stoked it. Her sudden release sent him over the edge, as her orgasm pulsed around his shaft. Harvest Flower felt like she was drifting on clouds, as he rolled off her and tucked her into his strong arms.

Her smile was peaceful as he kissed the top of her head. Her hand splayed on his chest absently stroking his smooth skin. They were drifting to sleep, when a loud scream pierced the night. Harvest Flower sat up, and looked at Running Wolf wildly. He jumped up quickly pulling on a breech cloth. His ankle high moccasins followed.

"Stay here." He said in a low voice. "Do not leave our lodge." He left the lodge at a quick pace. His knife in hand.

Harvest Flower watched him leave, her hand covering her mouth. She wanted to help, it was her duty to his people. Her legs trembled as she stood to pull on a plain doeskin dress. The fire in the outside room was low, she added wood to it and returned to their room to put on her moccasins.

Suddenly a shadow fell over the small doorway. She turned around quickly, and before she could scream a hand covered her mouth and a strong arm wrapped around her, pinning her arms to her sides.

"Shhh... Don't fight or scream or I'll kill them all." The ruff voice whispered in her ear, before dragging her to the window. "I'll have my turn soon."