Hf - 01 - Caribee
“She sat against the trunk of a tree, and smiled, mouth sagging. He knelt beside her and dragged his fingers through her hair. How long had he wanted to do that. And kiss her eyes, and her nose. This mystified her, but she liked it, judging by her expression, as she liked him to stroke her breasts. Small breasts, but throbbing mounds of womanhood, with strangely flaccid nipples, even when aroused. Or perhaps he had not yet fully aroused her. But she preferred him to explore her belly, moved it a...nd thrust it in his face, and exploded into more delighted laughter when he allowed himself a gentle bite.
And then the laughter died, and he straightened in some haste, gazed at Wapisiane, felt fear rising from his own belly to meet the strength coming down. The Indian boy was unarmed, but he had his hands and Ins teeth, and he too had tasted blood at the feast.
He asked a question of Yarico, and the girl tossed her head, and answered him, vigorously and angrily. Wapisiane gazed at Edward for several seconds, seeming to be drinking him in with his eyes, and then turned and disappeared as silendy as he had come.MoreLess
And then the laughter died, and he straightened in some haste, gazed at Wapisiane, felt fear rising from his own belly to meet the strength coming down. The Indian boy was unarmed, but he had his hands and Ins teeth, and he too had tasted blood at the feast.
He asked a question of Yarico, and the girl tossed her head, and answered him, vigorously and angrily. Wapisiane gazed at Edward for several seconds, seeming to be drinking him in with his eyes, and then turned and disappeared as silendy as he had come.MoreLess
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