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Rescued by the Ranger (Camp Hardwood 2) Alexa Riley 2022/8/5 16:51:23

I thrust in hard all the way to the root and she cries out, not in pain but in pleasure. Her warm, wet heat welcomes me and I brace my hands on either side of the log as I thrust in and out, deep and fast. I can hear the sounds of the birds singing and wind blowing through the trees between my grunts. I rut into her like a bear on his mate as sweat trickles down my back.

The sounds of her wet, sticky syrup as my cock slaps against her are so loud they scare a nearby bunny away. I grunt and growl, gripping the bark so I don’t grab on to her and leave bruises. Her ass bounces with every thrust and I hear her moans of pleasure. When her pussy grips me tighter and she cums on my cock I stare down to see her sweet cream covering me. I slow down and savor the feeling. It’s absolute hell not cumming with her, but I want her to ride out every wave of passion before I hold myself deep.

I let go of the tree and use my hands to spread her thighs as I thrust in one last time and give in to what nature demands. It feels like I’m breeding my female in my secret spot in the woods and I’ve never felt bigger or harder in my life.

I fall onto her back as I cum into her and feel the sticky release spread between us. The birds sing and the sun shines on us as my breathing evens and I close my eyes. It’s the most peaceful moment of my life and I’m not in a rush to break it.

But I can’t lie on her like this forever, and eventually I stand up and slowly withdraw from her heat. I stare at her bent over the log with my seed slowly leaking from her pussy.

I want to beat my chest and roar like a mountain lion, but instead I lean down and kiss the soft, round swells of her ass. I rub my hands along her back and whisper how beautiful and perfect she is.

The thought of someone trying to take her from me has me hard and in a rage all over again, but this time I need her to understand why. I pick her up and turn her around so that she can see my face as I cup her cheeks.

“I’m not going to let anyone separate us,” I vow with every part of my soul. “You’ve changed my life, my soul.”

Her eyes well up with tears as her hands cover mine and she nods.

“I mean it, Zara. I’m not letting you go. Ever.”

“Good,” she agrees, and we both cling to one another.

“Now let’s go get your things and bring you home.”

“I like the sound of that,” she says, and I kiss her with everything I have in my heart.

I lick my lips and I can still taste Moose on them. I’m pretty sure his flavor is branded in my mouth forever. He’s eased some of my fears about someone taking me from him and I could tell from the glint in his eyes when he said he’s keeping me there was no room for argument. Not that I’m going to be the one to argue. I wouldn’t want to be the person to come between Moose and something he wants. He’s a big man and I watch him practically throw the tree that fell on the trail so we can get to his Jeep. I had no idea the storm was so bad last night, but my focus was clearly on Moose. The rest of the world didn’t exist to me, including Mother Nature. Nothing could stop us last night and I have a feeling nothing ever will. Not with the way Moose keeps touching me.

“Keep your tongue in your mouth or we’ll never make it back to camp.”

I fight a smile. I’m not sure if he’s teasing or not. The man can’t stay off me, and the feeling is mutual. His giant hand resting on my thigh gives a possessive squeeze.

“I like tasting you,” I admit, because I always want him to be close enough to me so I can have it when I want it. So I can kiss him whenever I want.

“That’s good because you’re going to spend the rest of your life doing it.” I don’t fight my smile anymore as I glance over to him.

He drives the path back to camp and as we bounce along I think it’s a makeshift road that only goes to his place. It’s a muddy mess and he’s had to stop twice already to move branches out of the road.

“You know, I don’t know much about you,” I say, my eyes lingering on a scar I see on his elbow. It has me thinking about what life with Moose will be like.