Harvest Flower

A New Home

Sun Dove sat beading a pair of moccasins. Her old fingers nimbly adding more color to the pattern. The old woman was skilled and Harvest Flower wished she could make beading look that easy.

Harvest Flower looked around the large lodge. Unlike her father's this one had two rooms built into the back. Poles with thick hides stretched and tied served as walls. The doorways were open with no flaps. It was a beautifully built lodge with a lot of space.

Herbs hung on the wall upside down above a stack of cooking pots. Water skins hung on a pole by the wall and small stacks of furs used as cushions lay around the small fire pit in the center. The smoke hole in the roof let in small beams of sunlight. Tanned skins hung over a large window on the other side wall. A bow and quiver of arrows set to the side, and a colorful spear and small shield also sat by the bow.

The clay jar full of beads rattled. Sun Dove raised a small blue bead to the light and smiled. Her head bent to the task of adding the beautiful color to her work. The old woman glowed with pride as she searched for another bead.

Harvest Flower flinched when Running Wolf entered. His eyes landing on her immediately. His face was still blank, but his movements were more relaxed. He walked into the larger room on the left. Sun Dove grinned and started humming.

Harvest Flower played with the soft fringe of her dress. Rolling it between her fingers before dropping it and starting over. Running Wolf came out a few moments later. His buckskin shirt replaced with a red vest, leaving his bronzed chest exposed. He wore a headband of the same red color. His long black hair hung to his shoulders, with one small braid on the side. The braid held a feather that just grazed the skin at his collar bone.

His plain buckskin leggings held small amounts of fringe on the sides. They were tucked into his shin high moccasins. He watched Harvest Flower. Her eyes finally met his and she gasped.

Sun Dove stood and put her work away. "I will go see Bright Flower." She said over her shoulder before limping outside.

Running Wolf walked over to Harvest Flower and held his hand out to her. "Come."

She watched his hand debating on to take it or not. "I.. No." She shook her head.

Suddenly he picked her up holding her to his chest. Her back lay in his arm, her legs dangled over the other. She looked up at him surprise making her eyes grow wide and her lips parted with a gasp. By instinct her arms wrapped around his neck.

"You will come when I say, wife." He carried her into the room he just left.

A bed of furs lay on top of a platform made of flat wooden planks. Small bags of his possessions lay stacked in one corner. The room was lit by sunlight that drifted in through a small square window. He set her on her feet.

"We will share this one. The other room is for Sun Dove." Running Wolf said still holding Harvest Flower's waist.

Her voice sounded calm, but her insides shook with the fast beating of her heart. "I won't share anything with you."

His hand slid up to her arms that hung loosely around his neck. She tried to pull away, but he held her still. "You will, as my wife should." His fingers moved to her neck.

Shivers and heat radiated from her neck down her back. She stood still trying to ignore the feelings his soft touch created. He slowly moved her hair away from her neck. She closed her eyes unable to move.

Running Wolf moved slowly not wanting her to be frightened or feel rushed. If she moved away or told him to stop he would. She made his blood heat, and all he could think of was her. He wanted to kiss her, every inch of her. She smelled like flowers in spring.

He kissed her neck gently. His lips just touching her skin. Her breath caught and she tensed dropping her arms to her sides. He waited for her to move away. She didn't and he moved up her neck trailing small kisses until he reached her ear. She let out the breath she was holding and her head tilted giving him better access.

He pulled her to him gently. Her face tented with a pink blush inches from his. He softly kissed her and her hands found his smooth muscled chest.

Running Wolf broke the kiss her eyes flickering with confusion. "Tell me you do not want me. That you can not feel heat spreading at my touch." He kissed her forehead.

She couldn't speak. Her throat closed and her heart raced. The smooth skin broken only by two scares intrigued her hands to roam.

Running Wolf ran his hands down her sides stopping at her hips. She looked up at him. He waited for her to kiss him before moving forward. She would be the one to make the next move. Her eyes traced his lips. The honey brown sparkled in her eyes. He pulled her hips tight against his, letting her feel him.

Her eye grew wide and filled with mixed emotions of fear, confusion, and curiosity. She bit her lip and once more studied his.

"Do you want me?" He asked

Her head nodded in small jerks. Her nervousness showing in each little movement.

"Kiss me." He whispered in her ear. His breath brushed her neck sending another wave of heat rushing to her belly and lower to pool between her legs.

She leaned into him and her lips touched his gently. His arms wrapped around her waist and he lifted her up. Her legs wrapped around him, as fire started to roar to life inside her chest. His tongue played on her lips and she opened up to him. Slow stokes of his tongue turned into a battle as her hands started roaming his chest and moving up to his neck.

He laid her down on the bed of pelts breaking the kiss only long enough to toss his vest to the side. Her hands now roaming his back pulling him down for a deeper kiss. Her dress tangled around her hips and he moved between her thighs. His weight holding her still as his hands found smooth soft skin of legs. He broke the kiss and moved to her neck dragging his tongue down over her sensitive skin.

The ties on her shoulder came loose quickly, as he used his teeth to untie them. He kissed each inch of skin as he slowly pulled her dress down. Her rosy n*****s now in full view hardened as the air hit them. His mouth covered one, and she moaned rolling her head back. Her hands now planted in his hair. His sucked on her n****e. Swirling his tongue around the hard peak before gently biting it with his teeth.

Another moan greeted him, as she pulled him closer her back arching up for him. He kissed his way across her chest and gave her other n****e the same attention. She was panting and grinding her hips into his. He pulled away from her removing her dress with a gentle tug.

She blushed and her hands went up to cover herself. "No." He said as he knelt down between her legs once more. He grabbed her wrist and held them. "I want to look at you."

Her voice trembled. "I'm afraid."

He kissed her lips gently. His hands holding hers above her head. "I will not hurt you." He whispered on her lips.

A shout from outside made Harvest Flower flinch. The sun was low and dimming in the sky. She could no longer fight the heat running through her veins. Her fear was purely innocents.

"Take me." She whispered. "Please before I change my mind."

He stood and removed the rest of his clothing, before he lay back down beside her. He kissed her once more his hand moving down her stomach to her woman's nest. His fingers skillfully parted her golden red curls between her thighs. She was warm and wet. He slid a finger just inside her tight opening causing her to squirm and whimper. His finger moved up between her folds finding her marble of pleasure. She gasped and her legs fell open. Her hips arched into his hand.

"Please. Now." She begged. The fire in her stomach was growing. This tingling pressure was building and she felt like she would fly over the edge of a cliff. Her nails raked Running Wolf's arm as he moved over her. His shaft hard like steel.

He rubbed the tip over her soaking the tip in her woman's juice. His jaw clenched as he held himself back. He didn't want her to feel the pain he knew she would. He leaned down and kissed her as he eased the tip inside her, stretching her. She caught her breath.

His fingers found her pleasure nub once more and she lifted her hips. He let her push herself up onto him. He could feel her building passion. Her nails dug into his shoulders and her warmth surrounded him. He thrusted into her.

Her small cry of pain quickly turned into a moan as he moved slowly inside her. She relaxed and moved with him. He gritted his teeth and moved faster, deeper. Her moans pulling him closer to the edge. He stroked her pebble once more and bent his head to her breasts. She called his name as she fell from her climax. He thrust hard and joined her. His growl of satisfaction vibrated his chest.

He rolled to his side and pulled her into his arms. She curled into him and was soon asleep. Her hair tangled around her shoulders.

The moon now peaking glowed with the setting sun. Reds and oranges lighting the sky, as one bright star flashed in the darkening twilight. Running Wolf lay there watching Harvest Flower sleep. Her small smile relaxed him, and his eyes drifted shut as sleep claimed him.