Page 20 of Hoof It
Twenty
Chapter 19
Darcy
Z u searches my eyes for a brief moment. His arms envelop me in a hug and I return the gesture. “I love you, little mate. So much more than I have the words to convey.”
I tighten my arms around him and squeeze him tightly. A moment later, he pulls away from me and kisses my forehead. I smile up at him before standing and holding my hand out for him. He takes it in one of his and stands easily. I dust my ass off and Zu does the same. He also dusts the fur of his legs as well.
After picking up and handing me a basket, he grabs the second one and heads in the direction he indicated a few moments prior. I hear the stream before I see it yet again. When we finally get to it, I see that this part of the stream is moving slower than I had realized the other day. It’s also fairly shallow. It has me wondering if I’m able to get into the water.
Zu slows his steps, then stops completely as he nears the edge of the water. He puts his basket on the ground before crouching down. I watch him as he dips his hand into the water and rinses the dirt off. He then cups them together and splashes a handful of water against his face. He wipes the excess water from his face, and without hesitating, he brings a handful up to his mouth to sip.
I put my basket on the ground a few feet away from him and sit on the edge of the water, but still on dry ground. I copy his motions and first rinse my hands, then splash some on my face. Finally, I bring a handful to my lips and take a hesitant sip. The water is cool and refreshing. I bring my hands back down to the stream and dip them in for another handful, before bringing it to my lips for another drink.
It’s Zu’s turn to watch me. Once I’m no longer thirsty, I shake my hands free of excess water then glance over at him. He’s grinning at me. I return the smile before I turn towards my basket of squash. I pull all of them out and place them in my lap. I tip the basket upside down to make sure there isn’t anything dirty or gross in it. One at a time, I inspect each squash to make sure none have been gnawed on by insects or animals.
I side-eye Zu and see that he’s started checking potatoes. They may be smaller than my squash, but they’re far more ugly. He’s done about half as many as I have so far. By the time all of the squash have been checked and placed back into the basket, Zu still has potatoes left.
“Would you like some help with those last few?” I point to the pile of untouched potatoes.
“Please, if you don’t mind.” Zu turns his head slightly and glances at me before returning his attention to the especially ugly potato in his hands.
I grab a few and drop them into my lap, and pick up one more that I begin looking over. Zu manages to finish the one he’d been scrutinizing and drops it into his basket, which he then picks up and places between us. Silently, we finish checking them and maybe twenty minutes later all of the vegetables we harvested are sitting in the baskets.
I longingly stare at the water. Zu picks up on my mood. “The stream is perfect for washing or a quick dip during the height of the summer months. I fear it may be too chilled to get in now though.”
“Oh.” The one word drips with disappointment.
“Did you forget about the hot spring, little mate? We can return home now and eat, then get in the warm water.”
My face lights up at the mention of the steamy water. I stand so fast that I trip over my own feet and start to fall into the stream. Zu catches me easily and keeps me from going face first into the water. His eyes search my body as he cradles me.
“Are you alright?”
My cheeks flush at his attentiveness. All I can manage out is a meek, “Yeah.” His eyes narrow at my quiet response and I clear my throat. “I’m fine, my beast. I promise. Thank you for catching me. I tripped over my own feet.”
He shakes his head, but smiles affectionately at me and kisses my hair. I grin up at him and he helps me to my feet. “Slowly this time, little mate.” He raises an eyebrow and I giggle.
“Yes, sir.”
Confusion followed by arousal fill the bond, and then more confusion follows. I fight a smirk by biting my bottom lip. Zu’s eyes narrow into slits at the sight. I turn and bend to pick up one of the baskets. The sound of a hand landing on clothed skin hits my ears before it registers that Zu smacked my ass. I turn my head and look at him over my shoulder. He’s now kneeling, only inches behind me, his hand raised slightly as if to do it again.
“Zu.”
He shoots me a downright wicked look before smacking my ass again, this time on the other cheek. He wants to play? Okay, I’ll play. I drop onto my hands and knees, then look him in the eyes without blinking and bite my lip.
“Don’t stop. Do it again, harder. Make me scream.”
I hear him inhale sharply. I push my desire down the bond and almost immediately he smacks my ass, harder than the last two times. My eyelids flutter slightly.
“More,” I rasp out.
He doesn’t make me wait. His hand meets my ass over and over, alternating between sides. He pushes his own desire into the bond. I’ve never been so turned on by a hand on my ass. I definitely didn’t think I’d be this into spanking. But holy fuck, I’m pretty sure my cunt is dripping right now.
“Need you. Now.”
Zu pulls my leggings down off my ass and brings his face to my soaked pussy. He inhales once then gives it a long lick. He pulls away and only a few seconds later he slides his cock inside of me. One of his hands grabs my hair and pulls me backwards against him. His other hand circles to my front and under my leggings. He pinches and rubs my clit.
I reach both my arms back until they find his horns. I wrap my hands around them and hold on tightly.
“Give it to me, my beast. Fuck me as hard as you need.”
His thrusts deepen and his fingers work faster. He uses my hair to tilt my head to the side and leaves teasing bites along my shoulder all around his mark. “Gonna fill you now, little mate.”
He thrusts up into me and finally bites down on his mark as he comes. The feeling of his cock erupting tips me over the edge and I scream out his name. He doesn’t stop driving his cock into me. Instead, he shifts and places a hand in the middle of my back, gently pushing me down. I drop to my hands and knees, but he’s not satisfied with that. He pushes against my back again. Still on my knees, I drop my upper body directly onto the ground, not caring if my clothes get dirty. I turn my head so the left side of my face is on the ground. My arms stretch in front of me.
His hands cover mine and he slides his fingers between mine, then he thrusts into my pussy with enough force to shove my body forward. His hands gripping mine are the only thing keeping me from sliding. As he fucks me, he brings his face to mine and kisses me. It’s sloppy but still adds to the desire. I can’t get enough of him, and I tell him as much.
“I never want you to stop. Fuck me always.”
Rather than respond, he bites down on my bottom lip and keeps fucking me. My eyes slip closed and I lose myself to all of the sensations. The ground beneath me, his weight on top of me, his lips on mine, his hands gripping my hands, his cock so deeply inside of me. It’s all too much and before I realize what’s happening, I’m orgasming again. This one is long and intense. I let out a series of babbles as I ride it out.
“Good little mate. Orgasming so beautifully for me out in the middle of the forest. You take me so well.”
His filthy thought only makes my orgasm last longer. By the time it’s over, he’s shouting and bleating out his own release.
His head drops down onto my shoulder and places a soft kiss there before laying his forehead against it. Once he’s managed to catch his breath, he pulls out of me as gently as he can and readjusts my leggings. He helps me to stand. I lift my arms up, and he picks me up. I wrap my arms around his neck and give him a kiss. Then another, with tongue. When we part, he kisses my forehead, then places me back on my feet.
I turn away and pick up my basket. I look back at him and he’s doing the same.
“I love you, Jimazu.”
His head turns to me and he rewards me with a grin. “I love you too, Darcy.”
Quietly, we walk back home side by side. I don’t bother to question myself when I realize that I already consider the cave to be home. There’s no way that I can possibly go back to Indiana to live. I’d feel like I was leaving a huge part of myself here in Maryland. Tomorrow, when we go to the campsite to grab my phone and see Lexi and Frankie off, I’m going to tell them that I want to stay here permanently. Zu and the caves are my home, and where I’m meant to be.
While I’ve been lost in thoughts of living here, we’ve reached home. Zu steps ahead of me and leads the way through the living room towards the food storage. He walks to the back of the room and places his basket down, then reaches for mine. I pass it to him and he puts it next to his. He then digs through a basket near the front.
He hands me two different apples. The first is greenish yellow. I bring it to my lips and take a bite. The fruit is firm, and I recognize the flavor almost immediately as a Golden Delicious. The juice drips down my chin with each bite, but I don’t care in the least. A small moan leaves me as I take bite after bite. Before I know it, all that’s left of the apple is the core. Zu eyes me. I look around for somewhere to put the core, but see nothing. When I glance back at my mate, he’s holding out an empty hand. I drop the Golden Delicious core into his palm.
I look at the second apple. It’s a dark red, bordering on an orangey-brown. Like the first, I bring it to my lips and take a bite. It takes me a moment once the sweetness of the fruit hits my tongue, but eventually I realize that this one is a Fuji apple. I finish this one about as fast as the first apple. Then drop the second core into Zu’s palm.
Unsure of what he’s going to do with them, I watch him. He takes a bite of the Fuji core and chews it several times before swallowing. He pops the second half into his mouth. I keep watching him as he chews and swallows, then bites the Golden Delicious core in half and repeats the process. When he’s done, he realizes I’m watching him intently.
He points to his horns and upper ears. “Half goat, remember? I don’t mind apple cores.” He laughs at the look on my face. I hesitate for a moment, then join his laughter, shaking my head.
As our laughter subsides, I hold out my hand towards him. “I hear the hot spring calling my name. Especially now that you’ve gotten me all dirty. I just need to grab some stuff from my bags first.”
He nods and hand-in-hand we walk to the living area. Once we near the bed I look around, trying to remember where I dropped my bags when we returned from the tents.
Spotting them a few feet away from the bed, I walk over and drop to my knees. I dig out my toiletry bag and cross my fingers that I’ll be lucky enough to have a clean towel stashed in here somewhere. Near the bottom of my duffle, I spot exactly one. I grab it and my toiletry bag and stand back up. Zu stands patiently a few feet behind me, watching me. Once I’m right in front of him, I lift my arms. He picks me up and I wrap myself around his body like the little spider monkey that I am.