Page 12 of Hoof It

Twelve

Chapter 11

Darcy

Z u is fully blissed out as I settle back on his lap. My legs automatically wrap around his waist. His hands settle back on my hips and a shy smile takes over his face between kisses. I did that. I caused this massive creature to feel such immense pleasure that he’s speechless beneath me. The thought of bringing this beautiful, ancient creature to his knees is heady. It’s the ultimate aphrodisiac.

His hands gently rub my hips and sides as he begins to come down from his euphoria. His eyes crack open and I’m gifted with my new favorite sight. I was already able to get lost in his eyes, but this close to them in their post-orgasm haze, the usual moss green is darker. I’m not usually an eyes girl, but his could easily turn me into one.

“I don’t know what that was that you just did to me, but I thoroughly enjoyed it, little mate.”

I love that he’s so inexperienced. It’s adorable as fuck. “We call it a ‘blowjob’, or ‘head’. There are other names for it, but I don’t much care for them.”

His head cocks to the side and his eyes glaze over for a moment as he thinks. “Human terminology is…odd. But I can’t say that I have any complaints about what some of them mean.” His smile is a shy half smirk as he brings his attention back to my face. The more he looks at me, the more I never want him to stop.

I shift slightly in his lap and realize that his cock is still hard. I glance down at it briefly and then back up at him in question. He notices where my attention has gone.

“My appendage will not go all the way back to its usual state until we’ve fully mated. It’s been semi aroused since I first laid eyes upon you in the lake. I brought myself to release twice that night. And twice more each day since.” He shrugs as if it’s not a big deal.

“Wait, you mean to tell me that your cock has been hard nonstop for like three days? That can’t be comfortable for you.”

He shrugs again. “It is usually contained within its pocket, so I don’t normally notice. I’ve kept myself busy until it finally becomes unbearable. That is when I stroke myself to release.”

I feel terrible for him. He says it’s not uncomfortable, and I want to believe him. I know, logically, that it isn’t my fault directly that he’s been dealing with a hard dick nonstop for days on end. It’s because of the mate bond wanting to be completed. That does ease my mind, somewhat. But not completely.

“I need to be honest with you about something, Zu.” He nods once. “I’m not entirely ready for us to complete the mate bond. Part of me wants to. But, I’ve been through a lot recently. My ex-boyfriend wasn’t a good man. He hurt me, a lot. The last time, it was bad. He forced himself on me before I could get away from him. I ran to Lexi and Frankie’s house and stayed there until we came here. They went to his house and got all of my stuff so that I wouldn’t have to see how bad everything looked. It took my body days and days to heal. The bruises and pain are finally gone, but I’m still hurting here and here,” I point to my head then my heart.

“What does that mean, he forced himself on you?”

I sigh out a breath and think of the best, but least explicit, way to explain it to him. “He forced me to mate with him, even though I told him no over and over.”

At some point, I dropped my eyes from his. He gently tips my head up to his and meets my eyes. Quietly, he speaks, “I have patiently waited four hundred years for you. There is no great rush to complete the bond. I told you once that I won’t hurt you. I meant it. I would sooner die than hurt you in any way, little mate. We will mate when we are both ready. Not a moment sooner.” He softly kisses the top of my head.

I squeeze my eyes closed and a single tear falls. All that I can manage out is a soft, “Thank you”. His arms leave my hips and wrap around me in a tight hug. We sit like that quietly for so long that I worry he’s dozed off. I tip my head up and see that his eyes are closed but his lips are moving wordlessly.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

His eyes open and see me staring. “Praying to Pan and all of his brethren for patience. Seeing you upset has me wanting to hurt something or someone for the first time in my very long life. I’ve never wanted to hurt a human, and I’ve avoided humans most of my life. But just hearing the little bit about your ex has me feeling things I’ve never experienced.”

I fight to keep a smile off my face. He’s so serious, and I don’t want to upset him further. “That’s anger, Zu. It’s a normal emotion to be feeling right now. It will pass. What he did to me was awful, but I’m here now. With you. I’m okay, or at least I will be okay.” I half-ass shrug once. His arms tighten around me and he pulls me so close to his chest that I’m unsure of where his body ends and mine begins.

I can’t say that I hate it. Quite the opposite actually.

I kiss his bare chest right where I hear his heart. He sighs and his body relaxes. My legs are starting to have that tingly feeling so I shift in his lap and pull back a bit. “Can we lay down? My legs are falling asleep from being like this so long.”

Without saying a word, he shifts us so that we’re comfortably laying face to face on our sides. He pulls up some sort of animal fur blanket to cover our lower bodies. His hands find their way to my hair and he touches the messy bun on top. He glances down at me and I smile up at him, letting him know that I don’t mind if he touches my hair.

“Can I take your hair down, little mate? I’d love to comb it out for you and run my fingers through it. It’s so soft.”

I nod and he gets to work trying to figure out my bun. It doesn’t take long before I’m closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of his thick fingers’ attention on my scalp. It’s been way too long since someone other than me played with my long hair.

“I never knew that hair could have so many variations of one color. Nor how beautiful such earthy colors could be.”

“My hair color is beautiful?”

“Yes. It’s the colors of pinecones, woolgrass, and fawn all in one. It reminds me of an autumn day in the forest. And when you add your scent into the mixture, I never want to stop touching you.”

“What do I smell like to you?” Now I’m curious.

He thinks for a second. “A blazing fire, my favorite fruits, and a small bit of salt. You smell of summer nights.” He buries his head in my hair and inhales and I can’t stop the giggles begging to break free.

“I’m glad you don’t think I stink.”

It’s his turn to laugh. It’s an incredible sound, a cross between a human laugh and the sound a goat makes. It brings a smile to my face. He pulls his face the rest of the way from my hair and just stares at me. His eyes take in every inch of my face. I quietly do the same to his.

His hand moves to cup my cheek. “Darcy?” He breaks the comfortable silence.

“Hhmm?”

“I’d like to kiss you again.”

I nod into his hand. “I’d like that, very much.”

His lips slowly descend on mine. His kiss is unhurried. He’s already become so good at this. He doesn’t rush or push for more, and something inside of me is healed at his patience.

I lose track of time as we lay in his bed kissing and cuddling one another. Eventually we stop. He moves onto his back and pulls me onto his chest. I drape an arm over his chest and he wraps his arms around me. He kisses the top of my head once more and he quietly whispers something, but I’m already falling asleep and don’t catch what he says.

* * *

Hours later, I’m warm and cozy as I wake up from the most delicious dream I’ve ever had. I start to stretch, but my body is tucked tightly up against something hard. I peel my eyes open and see that my dream wasn’t a dream. I really did meet, blow, and fall asleep with the goatman I’ve been so obsessed with for the last few weeks. Happy that this is truly my life, I snuggle more deeply into Zu’s side. My fingers lazily stroke his side.

Still mostly asleep, he shifts his side away from my fingertips. I think he may be ticklish. Testing my theory, I tickle his side. His eyes pop open and he lets out a confused sound. He takes in his surroundings and his eyes zero in on my fingers. He looks at me with an eyebrow raised.

“You’re ticklish.” I dig my fingers in a bit more to prove my point. He tries to shift away from my torturous fingers, but I climb on top of him and attack both of his sides. He finally laughs and tries to buck me off him. All he manages to do is slide his dick against my sensitive clit. I let out a moan at the feeling. He stills at the sound.

“Again,” I rasp out. He bucks his hips up into me again and my head falls backwards, enjoying the sensation.

I force myself up to my knees and try to pull my leggings down my hips. But I get tangled in the furs on top of us. Zu moves them as I slide my pants down my legs and throw them down beside the bed. His hands find my ass and he brings me back down onto his lap. He rocks me back and forth a couple times. But it’s not enough. I need more.

“I need you to touch me. Please, Zu.” I can’t help the whine.

“Show me how, little mate.” He holds his hands up. “Use my hands to bring yourself pleasure.”

I lay down next to him on my back, and he shifts onto his side. I grab one of his hands and guide it to my panty-covered clit. I use one of his fingers to stroke the needy bud through my clothing. I rock my hips against his fingers. It’s still not enough.

“Do that under my panties, please” I’m not above begging right now.

His hand slowly slides under the waistband, and I nearly explode when a fingertip grazes my clit. “Rub on it like you just were.” He follows my instructions. I turn my face towards him. He’s so focused on his hand that he doesn’t notice my face moving towards his. I kiss his neck and nip his earlobe with my teeth. His entire body shudders before he turns to look at me.

“Do the same to me.” He quickly moves to my neck and ever so gently bites along the column up to my ear. I throw my head back to give him more access. His fingers continue rubbing my clit. I reach for his free hand and bring it up to my chest. I use his fingers to squeeze my nipple. My eyes flutter and my breathing picks up speed. I grab the back of his head and guide his mouth to my chest as well, and indicate for him to take my other breast into his mouth. He glances up at me for a second before sucking my hardened, shirt covered nipple into his mouth.

The moans coming out of my mouth are anything but attractive and I don’t care. I slide my panties down my hips and guide his hand from my clit to my soaking wet opening. Without needing to be told what to do, he inserts a finger inside of me. It’s quickly followed by two more.

“Just like that. Please don’t stop.”

Zu moves his hand from my chest and hesitantly lifts the hem of my shirt. I nod, and he slides it up my belly. His breath catches when he sees my tits beneath my bra. I nod again before he can ask and he lifts the band of my sports bra up to free my tits. He takes them into his mouth, one at a time. His warm mouth on my nipple and his thick fingers fucking in and out of me is exactly the combination I need. The orgasm I’ve been chasing hits me like a bomb going off.

I shout out his name as my vision explodes to black.

When I float back to the bed and open my eyes, Zu is staring at me in absolute awe.

“That was the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed. You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever had the pleasure of being around.”

Unused to being complimented on how I orgasm, I blush and try to hide my face. Zu isn’t having it though. He lifts my face to meet his. In a move that stuns me, he brings his hand up to his face and takes a deep inhale of his fingers. “The scent of your arousal and release are unlike anything I’ve ever encountered, little mate. I never want to clean this hand so that I may smell you always.” He opens his mouth and places a finger inside before sucking it clean. His eyes close as my eyes grow wide and my breaths speed up all over again.

“Jimazu…” I struggle to find the words, so instead I pull his face down to mine and kiss him. Unlike our kisses last night, this one is fiery and full of longing. Our unspoken desires are revealed before our mouths part.

He heaves out a breath and when his eyes reopen, his pupils are blown wide open. He rises from the bed. “I need a moment to myself, I’ll return momentarily.” Before I can respond, he’s off the bed and walking away.

I sit up slowly and finally stretch my arms. My body feels semi-boneless after that orgasm. I can only imagine what I’ll be feeling like after we eventually have sex. I say a quick prayer for my vagina at the thought of his thick cock being inside of me. He’s convinced it’ll fit, but I have my doubts.

By the time I’m able to stand and put my clothes back on, Zu has returned. He has a huge grin on his face and looks like he’s up to something.

“Before you tell me whatever it is that you’re planning, I need to use the restroom. Do you have somewhere in here that I can do that?”

He nods and reaches for my hand. I take his in mine and lace our fingers together. He glances down at our entwined fingers and smiles softly as he lightly squeezes my hand. I give him a return squeeze, and then he leads me down a short walkway. The rock walls are lined with lit torches every few feet. He turns left once then stops walking. I look around and see that it’s a small room with smooth walls. Off to one side is a pile of dry leaves. Beside the pile is a hole in the ground. There isn’t much else to the room aside from two baskets near the entrance. I look up at Zu.

“I was unsure of whether you meant your bladder or…”

Before he can continue the thought, I blurt out, “Yes.”

He nods and releases my hand. “The hole and leaves are pretty self-explanatory. The larger basket is full of cool water. You can use it to pour water onto your hands, one at a time, over the small basket to clean your hands.” He reaches up and rubs the back of his neck. “At least, that’s how I use them. You may find a different method that works for you. I’ll wait a little ways down the hallway to give you some privacy. Just come out when you’re done. I have a surprise for you.” He leans down and kisses the top of my head before exiting the makeshift bathroom.

I walk towards the hole and cautiously inspect it the best that I can. There’s no light in it, so I have no idea how deep it is. I straighten up and slid my panties down to my ankles. Carefully, I squat over the hole and take care of business. When I finish emptying my bladder, I reach for a leaf. Despite being dried out, it’s soft to the touch. I wipe and drop it into the hole. I stand and bring my panties back up.

I walk over to the baskets. They seem to be handmade, and it makes me wonder if Zu wove them or someone else? I rinse my hands one at a time the way he suggested. The water is cool, but not cold. It feels nice. I shake my hands dry and leave the room. I turn the corner and see Zu standing, facing away from me, a few feet away. I stop and admire his backside.

The backs of his hooves are nearly covered by the long fur above them. The shades of gray appear darker in the low light of the hallway. His ass is perfectly round beneath his fur, and I want to grab it. The fur is darker the higher you look. It’s almost like an ombre. Above his hooves it’s a light gray, and as you get closer to his waist it becomes an obsidian black. The fur ends at his waistline.

His back is a wall of defined muscles and I want to lick every inch. His shoulders are equally defined and from the back you can see his trap muscles. Unlike his chest and back, his forearms are covered in dark black fur.

The black hair on his head is not too long, and it’s thick and begs to be touched. From the back, you can almost see his horns. He has two perfectly shaped goat ears peeking out of his messy hair. They’re adorable and look so unbelievably soft to the touch. They twitch right before he turns and faces me. Unashamed to have been caught staring at his backside, I grin at him.

He holds his hand out for me again and I quickly take it. He pulls me into his chest and inhales deeply of my hair. I can’t say anything, I do the same when his chest is in my face.