They both groaned at the contact, but Zara rolled them again before he could push all the way in. And then she was on top, poised over him, just the head of his cock inside. Her hair spilled everywhere and the light between each tree around them darkened. The same wispy cirrus cloud they had swirled and dove through moments before pulled across the sun and set the sky on fire. The gold orange light of the sun broke over the jungle, filtering all the way down to the mossy ground. She tried to push down on him, take him all the way in, but he held her hips still and rolled them again.
He was on top again, this time pinning her arms into the ground to keep her from getting any leverage. She tried to roll them again, desperate to win, to be on top. But he had her pinned. Her legs pushed against the ground, fighting for purchase, but it only served to press him further inside her.
Then his mouth took hers and she was a goner. His lips and tongue, so demanding and so personal. Zara couldn’t help but arch up to him. Solar reared back and plunged in with his cock until he bottomed out inside of her.
Zara found herself screaming her pleasure into his mouth and then into the still jungle air. Solar really began fucking her. Pulling out as far as he could and plunging back into her. A bird of paradise sang in a nearby tree. Zara could smell fruit on the air. The jungle was alive around them. They were alive too. Gloriously. The world beat and breathed as they writhed against one another. Their breath was furious, cutting. Their hearts beat a rhythm as old as the earth itself, calling out to one another, racing each other and themselves.
Zara ripped her hands out of Solar’s grasp and gripped his back. She could feel herself scratching his skin but she couldn’t stop herself. It only seemed to spur Solar on. He fucked her faster, dropping his mouth to her shoulder and raking his teeth across her sensitive skin at the same moment he drove into her, pinning her to the ground with his hips.
The slice of sweet pain had Zara tensing and exploding, the jungle spiraling out into glorious life and color around her. She could only hope that he would feel even a fraction of the pleasure that was riding her, racing through her, lifting her higher than she’d ever been.
She was vaguely aware of Solar taking his own pleasure, tensing and grinding and growling through gritted teeth.
He collapsed in a heap on top of her. Zara was deliciously sated. His weight covered her, kept her in place, protected her. Their breaths raced. Their hearts raced. But their souls were calm. Wrapped up in one another. The light deepened a few more degrees before Zara started to be uncomfortable under Solar’s full weight. She wiggled a tiny bit and stroked a hand up his back, thinking he might be sleeping.
But no sooner had she moved than he was lifting her off the ground, walking through the murky green jungle with her in his arms. He walked clear past their hut and beyond to a little stream that fed into the river. He didn’t pause, just walked the two of them directly into the refreshingly chilled water.
Zara went to stand up beside him once they were waist deep, but he didn’t let her. Solar held her against his body and let small cups of water from his hand drip onto her. He diligently rinsed her hair this way. His hand through her hair was sure and gentle. His touch combined with the soothing swish of the cool water around her almost had her eyes closing.
But the look in Solar’s eyes kept her alert. Something was on his mind. He diligently washed each part of her body before he stood her up in front of him. He came around behind her and squeezed the excess water out of her hair before putting it in a loose braid down her back. And then he lifted her again, carrying her back to the hut.
The night was warm enough that both of them were dry by the time they made it to their little secluded room. Zara waited until Solar had laid her on the bed and closed the door to their hut before she spoke.
“What’s wrong, baby?”
His eyes softened at the endearment, but there was no ignoring the pain and worry in his expression. He came to sit next to her, grabbing one of her hands and lacing his fingers with hers.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, his voice low and pained.
“You mean the Oracle’s plan? Be bait for Dalyer?”
Solar nodded, his eyes shining like scarabs in the dim evening light.
Zara took a deep breath and laid back on the cot, watching a bright green anole skitter along the ceiling of the hut. How to explain?
“After I said that I would do it, in the war hut, I went for a fly,” she began.
“You were flying for that long?!” Solar exclaimed. “You must have been in the air for hours once I found you.”
Zara shrugged. “I’ve always liked to be in the sky. It was the only place for freedom or privacy for me when I was at the castle.”