Always

by Jessie Rose Case

  She wasn’t sure how long she’d been there. Time had no meaning in that place. She found the water to be perfect and was reluctant to leave but knowing she couldn’t stay in there forever. She swam for shore before it was too late.

  Looking around, she suddenly realised she couldn’t remember where exactly she’d left her clothes. She bobbed in the water looking for a land mark. At that moment, Red Wolf walked towards her from the brush.

  He looked magnificent in the moon light. His hair long hung straight around his shoulders. His traditional dress enhancing his beauty and strength. He came straight into the water without hesitation towards her. Elizabeth instinctively backed away from him.

  “Do I scare you Elizabeth?” He asked using their challenge and walked nearer to her.

  “Never.” She called to him laughing.

  “But, I am naked and would wish for some clothes,” she told him earnestly.

  “I can see that.” He said removing his waistcoat and throwing it to the shoreline.

  “That is not helping me,” she answered.

  “No, but it may help me.” He replied smiling. A little shocked Elizabeth laughed nervously.

  “Red Wolf please, my clothes.” She pleaded.

  “You are now sleeping with a strange man in his lodge, but you cannot swim with me, come sister that is hardly fair?” he tutted teasingly.

  “That was not my doing and you know it.” Elizabeth was slowly becoming out of depth. It was futile to swim in circles and she held her ground. Red Wolf swam within inches of her and Elizabeth held her breath. Once again, she found herself semi naked in the moonlight. It was becoming a habit. All those familiar feeling of nervousness and excitement rose within her. In modesty, she held one arm across her breasts. The water was clear and, in the moonlight, little would be hidden.

  “Esa?” Was all he said to her. All his wants and desires were evident in the way he said her name. She looked into his eyes and this time, she did not wait for him. Elizabeth lifted her free hand and traced the outline of his face with her fingers. ‘He’d been gone for so long’ she remembered. Her finger tips brushed over his cheek, down to his lips and then very lightly, caressed them. What would they feel like she wondered.

  Red Wolf placed one hand on her waist to steady her and gently removed the arm covering her breasts with his other. Elizabeth took her hand from his face and rested it on his shoulder. He gazed down at her and thought he would burst. He let go of her arm and looked into her face. Elizabeth returned his look gaze for gaze. Encouraged, he held out his hand and caressed her shoulder.

  They’d often swum naked as children. But this was different. The feelings within him different. It was male. It lusted. Craved being with this woman. Lifting his hand from her waist he caressed her flesh below her swell of her breast. His thumb grazing the fullness of it.

  Elizabeth took a sharp intake of breath. His gaze came back to her face and they locked eyes. His fingers rounded the swell of her breast and outlined its fullness. Elizabeth sighed deeply and leaned into him just as his fingers found the nipple.

  Red Wolf explored the feel of her skin under his and realised how beautifully responsive she was. To his intense pleasure, she enjoyed his touch. That he could draw such strong emotion from her was a wonder to him.

  Elizabeth knew it to be wrong. Naked and alone with this male. But she couldn’t fight it. She wanted to be here with him. Wanted him touching her. She ached between her thighs and her breasts cried out for his touch. They become heavy, her nipples hardening painfully. She had never experienced such pleasure; all convention went out the window and she gave herself up to the pleasure of it completely.

  In such cool water, Red Wolf had never been so hot. The pleasure Elizabeth found in his touch was beyond any experience he’d had before. She looked like an angel. Her wet hair hanging down her back and floating on the water behind her. He wanted to take her. Taste her. Bury himself in her. Make her his. But to do so, would cause a scandal his father would not accept. It would ruin them both. He would feel they had dishonoured her.

  His father torn between vengeance and betrayal would split them. His displeased would be mountainous. Red Wolf felt Elizabeth would put up little protest if he tried to take her. To bury himself in her and give them both the satisfaction they wanted. She was pawing at him. Oblivious that she was doing so. Her own needs driving her. She seemed beyond all reason, she was lost in her emotions and the feelings he was bringing from her.

  He let go of her and gently held her before him. Trying in desperation to save them both from something they could not take back. He’d been wrong to come in after her.

  Elizabeth rested her head on his chest and found it hard to breath. She kissed his chest and whispered.

  “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

  She pleaded not knowing what she was pleading for exactly.

  Red Wolf tried to put some distance between them, but he could not let her go. He placed his hands back on her waist and lifted her clear of the water. Elizabeth braced herself on his shoulders and threw her head back arching into his body as he lifted her. She glistened nakedly in the moonlight above him. Both breasts free of the water and he held her there, looking up at the wondrous sight.

  He was so close to taking her. The flat plains of her belly close to his face. Her forbidden entrance so close to his mouth. Red Wolf swallowed hard, gained a measure of composure and looked his fill.

  She was not the child he remembered. Not even the Elizabeth who had first arrived. She was all woman. Her skin white and tanned by the son, he had never seen anything like it. Her skin illuminating in the moon light. He could not take his eyes off her.

  Water and the moon reflected from her. Water ran down her shoulders onto her up turned breasts, dropping on to his face. He licked it from his lips and moaned with the pleasure it brought him. The cold and her own arousal had caused her breasts to swell and enlarge. Her nipples tight and hard. How he wanted her.

  She was overwhelmingly seductive, vulnerable and unknowingly seducing him. Without thinking, his desires and instinct took over. He lowered her to him and bent his head.

  Opening his mouth, he licked the water from her nipple. Elizabeth moaned aloud. Arched her back and lifted her legs around him. Red Wolf opened his mouth again and licked the water from the other. Elizabeth cried out. He caressed her nipple with his tongue and enclosed it completely with his lips. His tongue took over and explored her.

  Flicking across its hard centre, back and forth, circling the surrounding flesh, teasing, licking and finally sucking her in. Elizabeth cried out and clung to him. Pulling him ever closer with her legs wrapped around his waist.

  His cock so hard it could break rock. Red Wolf tried hard to think of something else. Anything to take his mind off what he so badly wanted. He would take her and dam the consequences, his mind told him.

  From the river bank Running Elk could see little of what was going on, but he saw the outline of his brother in the water with a female. The women cried out in pleasure and Running Elk smiled, his brother had not lost his touch. However, he’d been sent to get him, and he would have to disturb him.

  “Red Wolf.” He called, as he approached the water, there was no response, louder this time he called again.

  The voice permeated his pleasure.

  “Red Wolf, our father calls for you.” He suckled harder at her breast. Esa clung to him moaning and grinding in delight. The thought of letting her go before he’d given them the pleasure they wanted unthinkable.

  “Red Wolf, our father.” He knew the voice now. Running Elk.

  He popped the breast from his mouth, lowering her into the water and put his finger to her lips, his mouth to her ear.

  “Quiet don’t say a word we have company,” he whispered to her, taking her breast in his hand and caressing her.

  “I hear you.” Red Wolf called out angrily. Running Elk smiled. He was sure his interruption was not welcome. There would be time to hu
mble his brother on this subject later. For now, he contented himself with that thought and walked back the way he came.

  Red Wolf heard his brother leave and looked back at Esa. She was panting and clinging to him. Her nipple hard under his touch. He swiped his lips across hers lightly and she opened for him. His tongue delved in deep tasting her. His hand moved down her body and rested above her entrance.

  “I need to go,” he told her. “Look at me.”

  She rounded her head and focused on him. “I can take the ache away, do you want that?”

  Elizabeth nodded. He slipped his hand between her curls and found her entrance, he slipped a finger in. She gasped and he rubbed at her. It quickly turned to moaning and panting. “Feel that Esa, that’s me inside you. Giving you such pleasure.” He pumped faster. Feeling her passions rising. She started to move with him, it was instinctive. He knew her to be a virgin. He pumped faster, lifting her higher, he sucked her breast back into his mouth and ploughed her with both his finger and his tongue.

  Her nails bit into his skin, he felt her channel tighten around his finger, he knew she was close to reaching her pleasure. He bit her nipple and tongued it, circling hard at her nub. She exploded, and he swallowed her cries with his own mouth. While he rocked into her slowly.

  He was out of time. She came back to him smiling. “Feel better?” She nodded numbly. He chuckled lightly and kissed her. Disengaged himself from her body. The spell was broken. Awareness came back to her and she looked around. “We’re alone but I have to go.” He hoped that his brother had not seen who it was, but knew that if he had, it would be kept their secret.

  Elizabeth was shaking and not from the cold. He spoke gently to her stroking her face.

  “I have to go.” She nodded “I don’t like to leave you like this, but I must.”

  Elizabeth cleared the fog from her brain and regained her composure. She pushed away from him embarrassed and started to swim.

  “I’ll be fine, you must go.” And suddenly she was gone from him. Red Wolf turned and exited the water. As he did, he wondered how a man could feel so in control one moment and so desolate the next.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Red Wolf picked up his waistcoat and ran crossed the village to his father’s lodge. The Chiefs home. Red Wolf entered, honoured those present and sat cross legged on the floor. Dull Knife raised an eyebrow at Red Wolf being wet and preoccupied.

  “The man Carl, I hear he is a good man, respects our ways, listens to what we have to say.”

  Red Wolf nodded and answered honestly. “Yes he does father.”

  “It is well done then. Esa, needs someone she can rely on and so do we.” Red Wolf was unsure what his father was getting at. He was still struggling with his emotions of being with just moments before. They were hard to shift. Dull Knife continued, “Grey Owl, has come to ask, that he may speak of his daughter, Sky.” Red Wolf continued to look at his father and said nothing, taking that as acceptance, Dull Knife continued. “He offers a good price and it would be a good match.” It suddenly dawned on Red Wolf that his father was talking about marriage.

  His father had been unwell, and his time was coming but, he was still a vigorous male. Had much to offer a wife. It had been a long time since their mother had died and Red Wolf had been sure his father would not take another woman, so this was good news.

  “If this pleases you father, it is good. ” He answered.

  “Yes it would please me. It has been too long without children in our lodge.”

  “It is agreed then.” Dull Knife turned and embraced Grey Owl. “Your daughter and my son and their children will lead this tribe.”

  Red Wolf thought he was hearing things, he jumped to his feet.

  “Father, did you not mean Sky for yourself?” Dull Knife looked annoyed at his son. Red Wolf knew better than to challenge in front of a tribal member.

  “You know well I would not take another woman after your mother.”

  Red Wolf felt the earth move under his feet. He couldn’t hold back the protest.

  “But father I cannot take Sky.” It was out of his mouth before he realised.

  Not only had Red Wolf challenged his father in public, but he had dishonoured both Sky’s father by his rejection and his own. Grey Owl, rose from his seat. Patted his old friend on the back and left without saying another word.

  Dull Knife would be both humiliated and angry.

  “That was poorly done, leave me, and return when you have found your senses.”

  Red Wolf turned and left, this night was proving more challenging the longer it lasted. He headed to the young men’s lodge, to find his brother.

  ***

  As Red Wolf had started his walk across the village to his father, Carl had started to worry about Elizabeth. She’d been gone a long time. He looked about him and remembered the general direction she had taken and followed. The path took him to the water’s edge and he continued to walk for a short while.

  As he rounded a crop of bushes, he saw Elizabeth suddenly exit the water not six feet in front of him. He stopped short.

  Elizabeth had swum for as long as she could. She felt exhausted mentally and physically. Her mind, however much she tried, kept returning to what had just happened.

  Going over and over the experience. Red Wolfs touches, her responses, his mouth on her breast and the brush of something hard against her inner thigh as his finger was inside her and the explosion, the feeling of….. she wasn’t sure what but she wanted more. The release was exquisite.

  Shocked by her feelings of exhilaration and embarrassment at her own bodies responses to him, she tried to tamper down her emotions. What he did to her. Did men treat their women like that? Did they give such attention to their bodies? Was that natural, she thought. Were men and women meant to bring such pleasure to each other. Did men touch you like that? Elizabeth had many questions and very few answers.

  Carl couldn’t miss that she was completely naked and clearly, she had no thought as to being seen like it. This was no lady from the East, he thought. The Indian in her had taken over. As Elizabeth bent to retrieve her dress, a twig snapped under his foot. Elizabeth turned sharply and saw him.

  As she rose she brought the dress with her. Clearly, Carl had seen all there was to see, there was little point in fanning modesty now, thought Elizabeth. But still, she held the dress before her. Carl closed a little between them.

  “I was not spying on you, I was concerned, you had been gone a long time and I came looking for you. I have only just got here.” He told indicating the way he’d come. Worried about her reaction to seeing him there.

  Carl was moved by the look of radiance about her. “Can I help you?” he asked meaning it. She was in the open and naked.

  Elizabeth was all confused, feelings she had only moments ago had with Red Wolf were rising in her again. How could this be possible? she thought.

  Carl saw her expression and took it for anxiety. She shivered.

  Not waiting for her answer. He walked around her and stood behind her. Elizabeth stood very still, her hair had never been cut heavily, only ever trimmed.

  Heavy with water, Carl thought its length was breath-taking, its thickness covered her modesty. It would also prevent her from being dry. Carl raised his hands and without speaking, pulled the strands of hair from her cheeks to the nape of her neck. It was so heavy, it stuck to her body, as he prised it lose, Elizabeth shivered again.

  “I’m sorry but I need to get the water out.” He brought the hair together and started to twist. As he moved further and further down its length, water fell from it. Each circle of his hands, lightly touched Elizabeth’s back.

  Round and around his hands went, the circulating motion, hypnotic. Each touch of his skin on hers, caused her body to respond.

  Elizabeth closed her eyes, basked in the sensation of her head and body, gently massaged by the twisting motion. Her lips were suddenly very dry. She swallowed hard and tried to wet them.

  Carl
increased the circulating motion as his hands descended the length of her hair.

  Slowing and surely, Carl was working his way down her spine. He should have stopped and lifted her hair from the rest of her body and wrung it out, but his own desires were fighting him. His touch brushed passed her skin again and again, to the small of her back and he continued on in a downward motion.

  To Elizabeth, every nerve in her body seemed alive.

  His hands brushed passed the swell of her buttocks twice and Elizabeth moaned in response and leaned back into him. As her body connected with his. Sanity came crashing back to him. Carl was both surprised and a little pleased. The thought that he had brought such feelings in Elizabeth alive, was surprising.

  He had never imagined that was possible. He breathed deeply and eased her forward.

  “You can put the dress on now.” He whispered in her ear. Elizabeth did not respond, and Carl smiled. She was lost to the emotions and he was the cause.