Holiday Heat Wave

by Mickey Miller

  Jacob didn’t need much help, but either way I slipped out of my panties. He reached down between my legs and felt the pooling wetness inside me.

  “Jacob, I’m really wet,” I murmured, stating the obvious.

  Jacob let out a low purr-like growl and ripped off his loin cloth with ease. His hardness was right in front of my face as he kneeled over me, straddling my chest.

  “No underwear?” I asked.

  “Why would I have underwear on with a loin cloth?” he replied, smirking.

  “Jaronas don’t use underwear?”

  He laughed. “No need.”

  He leaned back and fingered me, half sitting on my abdomen, sending me into a daze. He sent intense waves of pleasure through my body as he rubbed his finger in gentle circles on my clit. I was operating on pure instinct now. I reached up and grabbed his thickness, taking it in my mouth. I sucked it and played with it using both of my hands. The deeper I went, the more enthusiastic Jacob became, thrusting with his hips deeper into me.

  Jacob made it difficult to concentrate on his cock as he entered me with his fingers and curled them into my G-spot. With his cock still in my mouth, I let out a muffled moan. Jacob’s fingers gripped me and he found the spot.

  Jacob brought me to the point of orgasm and I moaned louder.

  “Not yet,” he growled.

  “Why not?”

  Jacob reached down and put his hand on my neck.

  “Andrea, you come when the King says you can.” He smirked.

  “Okay,” I said through my pleasure-filled haze. If it was a game he wanted to play, I could get on that.

  Inspired, I brought his length deeper into my mouth. Jacob leaned back and worked his fingers on me more vigorously. “You want to come, don’t you Andrea?”

  “Ungh huh,” I managed to moan.

  “Come for me, baby,” he ordered. “Now.” Jacob growled. I began to pulsate, and at the same time I felt bursts of semen shooting down my throat. Feeling the strands of his hot liquid on my throat made me so hot.

  Meanwhile, Jacob kept hitting my G-spot with his firm hand. I came like a waterfall, leaking everywhere. Holy crap, that was the hardest I’d ever come, I thought. I lay there, chest heaving and my hotness spasming.

  “Oh my God, Jacob, that was incredible!” I exclaimed through a haze.

  Jacob smirked and kissed my neck. “No, you were incredible. You are amazing. And Andrea, we’re just getting started.”

  Jacob worked his mouth down my breasts and stomach before anchoring his tongue between my legs. I arched my spine and reached my hands back, gripping the pillow with my fingers. As he worked his tongue between my folds, the only rational thought that crossed my mind was how on earth could this be his first time?

  I was starting to lose control of my own body and mind as Jacob’s fingers entered me again.

  “Please, Jacob, no more fingers already. I want the real you.”

  Jacob made eye contact with me for a moment. “You want what?”

  “I want you. You know what I mean.”

  “Oh, do you know now? So impatient,” he smirked.

  “Jacob, Please,” I whispered.

  “Please what?” His smile kept on.

  “Please, I want you to fuck me,” I finally said in a low whimper as he rubbed a hand slowly across my stomach and onto my nipples.

  “Oh. Is that what you want?”

  Jacob flipped me over onto my stomach. My cheek pressed against the bed; he pulled my ass up so I was on my knees. He spread my cheeks and I felt him licking around and between my folds, diving in face first from behind. Oh my God, this is amazing.

  Jacob licked me for a long while from behind, running his tongue around in circles around my clit, teasing me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I thought I might come again. But Jacob was right. I was getting impatient.

  “Jacob!” I yelled. “Just fuck me, baby. Fuck me. I want to feel the King inside me.” Jacob grabbed my hair, forcing me to look back at him as I was on all fours.

  “Oh yeah? How bad do you want it?” the sides of Jacob’s lips curled up in what was becoming his trademark smirk.

  “I want you, Jacob. I need you.” I had never uttered that phrase in my life. But in this moment, it was totally true.

  I felt a smack on my ass and I looked forward again. Then I felt Jacob entering me, spreading me apart. I whimpered.

  “Damn you feel amazing baby,” he growled.

  Jacob’s strokes were slow and shallow at first. He stroked back and forth on my clit. Holy shit, this feels good. I moaned as his hips slapped against my ass with every deep stroke inside me.

  “Fuck me, Jacob, oh my God!” I screamed. Jacob got harder, as if responding to my screams. My God, those amazing hips, his muscular body… he bucked like a feral animal. My ass stuck up in the air and my face pushed into the pillow to muffle my screams. I didn’t want to wake up the whole village, now, did I? Oh, who was I kidding? I was feeling so good I didn’t care who heard. I didn’t care about anything in that moment except the fact that I was about to ride Jacob to my next orgasm.

  Jacob pushed my ass down so my stomach pressed against the bed. I felt his weight on top of me, his muscular body pressing into my legs, my back, my cheeks with every deep thrust. He brought his hands around my body and grabbed hold of my breasts and fondled them. I was getting close to orgasm again. So was Jacob. I felt his movement intensifying.

  Jacob was about to come. I knew it. I felt him spasm, and it brought me to the edge again. He wrapped his arm around my body and brought his mouth to my ear. Listening to him growling is what brought me over the edge this time.

  “Come again, baby,” he murmured.

  And I did, crying out as he shot spurts into me.

  Our sweaty bodies stuck together on the bed for a few moments afterwards, both of our chests heaving. Jacob wrapped his arm around my neck and kissed me. Finally he pulled out of me.

  I rolled onto my back and he sat beside me.

  “Andrea, that was incredible. You are incredible. I love you,” he said.

  “You . . . love me?” I responded, a little shocked.

  “It’s alright if you don’t feel the same way, but the Jarona have a code to say exactly what they are feeling at all times. It is our way,” Jacob said softly. “And I love you.”

  Jacob lay on his back next to me. I curled up on him, resting my hand on his muscled chest.

  “Oh, okay,” I stammered. It was true. The butterflies in my stomach were telling me so. Jacob wrapped his arm around me as I put my head on his chest. “I don’t know what to say. I feel…very strongly toward you too.”

  “I just . . . I don’t understand how a woman as beautiful as you didn’t have a mate already,” he emphasized as he ran his hand through my hair.

  “Most guys can’t handle me, to be honest.”

  “Sucks for them.”

  I leaned over and laid my leg on top of Jacob and put my head on top of his chest. “You certainly didn’t miss the boat.” You didn’t miss any part of me, I smiled to myself.

  “Andrea, there is one more thing I need to tell you,” Jacob said, brushing my hair behind my ear.

  My heart lurched, suddenly fearful.

  “What?” I asked, expecting the worst. I was going to be number five in his harem. This was all a lie.

  “Once Jarona have committed to a mate, we make love every three hours for three straight days.”

  “Holy crap. Are you serious?” I asked, arching an eyebrow.

  “Yes. It is our mating ritual. Are you prepared for it? I can let you sleep now since I’m sure you’re tired. But expect, ahem, a “special” wakeup call tomorrow. And another a few hours after that. For several days. I mean, we’ll take breaks to eat, of course,” he reasoned. “My servants will help with that.”

  “I think I can get on top of that.” Heh. I giggled. Amy would be proud of the dirty joke progress I was making. I smiled. “You have my permission to wake me up tomorrow mor
ning. And just so you know . . . I’m not tired yet.”

  Jacob wrapped his arm around me and kissed my cheek.

  “You’ve got quite a lot of character, Andrea. I am one lucky king to have met a girl like you.”

  I closed my eyes as I felt Jacob working his way down my body again. Part of me was thinking, What have I gotten myself into? The other half was thinking that a girl could get used to this sort of treatment.

  Now there was just that damn prophecy I had to worry about. But that was the last thing on my mind at this particular moment.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  Three days later, I woke up in King Jacob’s bed early in the morning. My first thought was that I had dreamed everything that had happened during the days before: my experience in the ritual room, being escorted into King Jacob Napletoni’s throne room, and last but not least, how busy Jacob had kept me for the last few days.

  And how utterly, completely happy I felt.

  I looked over at Jacob as he slept. His thick chest rose and fell with every deep breath he took. Sleeping, he looked a little like Brad Pitt with darker skin and a couple of tattoos, kind of like Brad Pitt’s character in Snatch. Wasn’t Brad Pitt a little short though? Jacob was big. Maybe 6’5”. Yeah, I guess Amy was right. He was more of an Alexander Skarsgard body type, long, lean, and toned. I laughed at myself, thinking that if my biggest problem was whether my boyfriend was too big to look exactly like Brad Pitt, things were actually going pretty well for me. For once.

  I had to pinch my arm again to remind myself that this was all real. I had started this journey with a simple wish to see the town where my father, had traveled to. And now the entire trajectory of my life had changed.

  It was possible that I wasn’t going to be a paper-pushing office worker anymore. I was a queen, mated to the king. At least . . . I was pretty sure we were “mated.” But I was still figuring out how all of the details worked out here in the kingdom of the Jarona. Was “being mated” like a trial period, aka what back home we would consider “dating”?

  It had all happened so fast. Would I just stay here forever?

  I had barely had time to sneak out to see Amy for a few minutes here and there, Jacob had kept me so busy during these three days. Fortunately, Shooter was apparently keeping her busy.

  An orange-yellow light was beginning to shine through a window into the hut. The sun hadn’t broken the horizon yet, but the first rays of light from the day to come were sneaking through. Jacob lay there with the covers clumsily covering his lower half. I grabbed my DSLR camera and pointed it at him. The natural light was perfect and I snapped a few shots.

  There was something about his being the king that added to his overall aura, but the artsy side of me couldn’t help but notice how the gentle light perfectly accented his body. Just a few hairs sprang forth from his burly chest, enough for you to know that this was a man you were looking at, and not a boy. If he would come to the city with me, I bet I could make him into some kind of model.

  After watching him maybe a little too creepily for a few more seconds, I poked the king. “Jacob.”

  “Mmm,” he stirred.

  “I want to watch the sunrise on the savannah. I want to take a picture of everything.”

  “Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to wake a sleeping king?” he answered with a drowsy smile.

  “No. I’ve never been afraid of kings. Although I also have never met a king before. Just like I haven’t seen the sun rise before.”

  “You’ve never seen the sunrise?” Jacob followed up, surprised.

  “Well, I’ve seen it in the city. But never on the Savannah like you have here.”

  “Like we have, Andrea. Not me. What’s mine is yours now.”

  “Okay.”

  “I can’t believe you still haven’t seen the vastness of the animal kingdom,” Jacob continued. “Come with me and we will watch the sunrise.”

  “Before we go, are you sure you don’t want to . . .” I couldn’t resist putting my hands on his abs again. “. . . have a little quickie?”

  “What is a quickie?” he responded.

  “A quickie is like . . . having sex quickly because you are in a hurry,” I explained, a little weirded out that he didn’t know. “You’ve never heard of that before?”

  Jacob looked confused for a moment. Finally, he spoke up. “Why would we want to make love quickly? Would you not want to take your time and enjoy it for hours?”

  “Oh. Right. Well, you kind of make a good point there.”

  Even though I agreed with him, I was a little surprised that he would turn down sex. But I could definitely use a little recuperation and rejuvenation this morning. My body was worn out.

  “Not yet, Andrea,” Jacob continued. “You tempt me by being so beautiful . . . but we can’t spare a minute right now. I need to show you something before the sun rises.”

  “Okay,” I answered. “What exactly are you going to show me? Are we just going to watch the sunrise?”

  “You’ll see,” he said, staring at me with eyes that were now wide awake and burning with a passionate fire—they seemed to have changed from brown to orange. Five minutes after King Jacob woke up, he was up one hundred percent alert. He pressed his rock hard body into mine and kissed me on the lips.

  “Follow me,” he said softly. “I need to teach you something.”

  “I think you taught me pretty much everything I ever wanted to know last night,” I ribbed him.

  He rose up and put on his clothes. And by clothes, I mean his loincloth.

  “Do you know how to psychically connect, then?”

  “Um no. I don’t know how to psychically connect. What is that?”

  “When the Jarona are united with our fated mates, we have a psychic connection. It will require a little more concentration since you’re not from here, but I will show you. You ready?”

  Jacob had on just the little loincloth. “Is that all you’re going to wear?”

  “Yes.”

  “Well alright then.”

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  I threw on a casual brown one-piece dress that Jacob’s servants brought to me. I also grabbed a smaller, waterproof camera that I had from my bag, and waved to Amy in her room. I saw Shooter inside the room with her when I glanced through the crack of the door. I was curious what was going on there, but I didn’t want to pry any more.

  Jacob and I headed outside into the cool morning air. Jacob took my hand in his and I felt so tiny. We strolled away from the center of the still-empty village and toward the outskirts of the village, where wild, free savannah was all you could see for miles.

  We reached a large grove of trees and a river, which we followed, walking on through the landscape.

  “This is where I used to come as a boy if I needed to clear my head,” Jacob said.

  I looked at Jacob. His mind seemed to be going a mile a minute as we walked.

  “Jaguars are expert hunters,” he added. “Although I’m not a jaguar myself, we copy their hunting habbits.”

  “What did you hunt?” I asked.

  He chuckled.

  “You are so innocent, Andrea. It’s rather refreshing. The way of the jaguar is to hunt anything we can to feed our young ones.”

  “So you hunt . . . anything?” I asked.

  “It is a blessing and a curse to be one of the most powerful beings in the animal kingdom. The top of the food chain.”

  “Well, someone has to be at the top,” I said. “Or else there would be chaos.”

  “That is a very wise way of explaining a very difficult concept. I suppose it is the way of the hunter to hunt, the way of the scavenger to scavenge, and the way of the prey to be preyed upon. This is a higher power’s will. We cannot change this order, we must only come to peace with it.”

  Jacob’s eyes seemed to ice over as he said the words. Like he felt cursed. Even though he was in human form, I swear I could see the wild animal in him. I placed my hand on Jacob’s chest and kissed h
im on the cheek.

  “Wait,” he said, taking my hand off his body. “Not yet. Follow me a little farther up the river.”

  Jacob. You’re killing me, I thought. Perhaps I needed to be a little more obvious in my intentions? Was he not in the mood to make love this morning? It seemed strange after how enthusiastic he had been the past couple of days. Jacob’s pace sped up and I had to half shuffle to keep up with him.

  “Jacob, wait up. You’re going too fast!”

  “We’re almost there,” he responded without slowing his pace. “The sun is about to rise.”

  And then I realized why Jacob had been speeding up. We had just reached the Mecca of sunrise watching spots. It was right out of a Disney movie. The trees parted so we could perfectly see the sun as it rose over the horizon. We walked out onto a cliff where we could see the river as it fell off a cliff into a beautiful natural waterfall.

  I finally caught up to Jacob and stood on the rocks of the cliff with him. The bright morning sunlight seemed to emphasize every single ridge in his muscular body as Jacob stared out on the wild savannah.

  I was awestruck.

  By the ridges in the cliff of course. Totally not the King. Okay, who am I kidding, Jacob too. I was waiting for him to just take me again like he had the first night. And the second night. Well, the third too.

  The natural beauty all around me was overflowing my senses as well.

  “Jacob, this is incredible!” I exclaimed. I took out my camera and took a few pictures as the sun broke into the morning sky.

  Jacob wrapped his arm around me. “Andrea, I have so many more things to show you. You have much to learn about the ways of the Jarona.”

  I thought of the past. I thought of a little Jacob coming out here to play and what he would do. Did he splash around in the water?

  “Did you ever come out here with my father?” I asked.