Cave Man

Seeded

Ayangla’s body twitched and swayed before me as she was held drunkenly with pleasure on her feet by the ropes at her wrists. She seemed barely conscious as with intense reflection, I brought my cupped together hands to my lips and drank down the sweet fluid that had come from her.

I did not swallow all of it though. Getting to my feet I undid her restraints and she collapsed against me and with little effort I lifted her to lay over my shoulder once more.

Going through the moonlit darkness I reached the campfire. Laying her down within the range of the fire’s glow I watched as her eyes opened even as I knelt down over her.

She cried out then even as her nails dug hard into my back reflexively as I took my pleasure and forced the orgasmed tightness of her body to give way to my total domination of it. Her breath was a heavy rasp and her eyes wild as my shaft spread her apart and pierced her deeply to the core.

Her mouth was open in a pant for air. I lowered my wet lips to hers and as I did her breathing stilled.

I stayed deep within her clasping tightness for a long moment and as I did our eyes connected and slowly I let the sweet fluid I had captured from her slip into her own mouth. She swallowed and with surprise reflected in their depths her eyes gazed up intensely into mine.

It was always good to give life back to the source from where it had come from. I had no desire to use this woman up.

She was my woman. My mate.

The mother of my destiny, as every man’s destiny is found through the children he seeds into a woman.

I lifted my lips from hers and spoke, “Ayangla you are mine. Wherever I go, you will follow. Where I lay down so will you. The children you bear me will be mine. Now open to me!”

She gasped loudly as with both hands, I pulled her legs up to splay them apart to either side. I held them widely stretched apart as with intenseness bordering on anger I drove into her going deeper than ever before.

She shook beneath my clamped down grip and then with a cry squeezed about me so hard that it was impossible to withhold any longer from letting go. In some ways it was as if her body had pulled me in even deeper at the last.

I groaned deeply with ecstasy as my essence flowed into her in wave after wave even as she lay twisting beneath my grip and body weight with an ecstasy of feeling that was all her own. I let her legs go and shaking they came around me even as I collapsed down to my elbows only allowing my chest to smash her full breasts flat.

Seizing her head I kissed her hard. Even through the hard possession of her mouth by mine, I felt her own lips respond to kiss me back in return.

Her small hands pressed against my back. Not to push me away, but rather to hold me close.

The signs of her feminine welcome of me as her master were the strongest of all aphrodisiacs, even as the taste of her mouth and sweet breath was an overwhelming sensation not to deny oneself of ever. Gasping for air I let her lips go free and she gasped for air just as hard as I was doing.

Breathing hard I pulled my once more raging shaft free of her wet gripping tightness. Her eyes reflected a semblance of both wonder and mystery as she saw me go back on my heels before her.

I pulled back further still and she was already groaning from expectation as my mouth lowered to her opening and I began to lick, suck, and then thoroughly devour her. Her hands clenched hard in my hair, but I ignored them.

She was a taste I would never deny myself from consuming. Crying out her hands beat at the ground and the beastly nature I’d been born with once more rose within me.

Pulling back, I quickly flipped her, only to pull her hips up to me in the manner that I had first taken release in her body. This time though it was different.

Instead of the resisting body of a woman fearful of agony I was met with the giving softness of a fully flowered woman already awash with pleasure and eager to experience more. I gave her my shaft all the way to the core and she moaned with the pleasure of it as if I had just done something very special and in a very real way I felt as if I just had.

Gripping her wide hips I taught her once more to know the full depth and breadth of me and from her panting lips I heard my name whispered out over and over again as her head tossed and her black hair cascaded about everywhere in the ecstasy of being mated by a man from this day forward that only had her best interests at heart. At the last I reached forward and gripped a hold of her raven dark hair and as I pulled on it I drove in even deeper.

Groaning gutturally I lost my seed for the second time within the wonderful realm of her plushly welcoming womanhood of intense heat. As I gave full reign to orgasm I wasn’t the only one.

Her earthen cries sang through the night air with an erotic beat even as she bathed my manhood and thighs once more with the waters from her hidden spring. It was a good feeling.

It was so good to be in this woman. I thanked my Creator, all over again, for the gift of this woman.

Survival on my own would have been rather pointless, but with this girl life now had an intense meaning to it. It made sense why I should fight to survive.

The future to be had with this woman could be so vastly different. So very different from the already fallen ways of the other sons of Noah.

Breathing heavy and suddenly deeply weary I fell over to my side and then my back. Ayangla now lay completely on her front panting heavily beside me.

I’d shown her no mercy and neither would I in the days to come. She was mine and I’d take her as many times as I liked, but always I would endeavor to give her pleasure too.

I entangled my hand in her dark mane of coal black hair. My fingers tightened into a loose grip of it.

She wasn’t going anywhere.