SAFFRONY LIGHT is cast on the bodies of two sensual women sprawled on a lush leafy mat. The branches above them breeze with the wind and ominous shapes form across their naked, tangling bodies.
Suddenly, the Blonde turns over.
Arielle had never felt so much pleasure in her life. She can't tell if it's the grass or the cool forest wind, or Fallon's damn good hands. Her entire body was on fire.
Fallon trails her lips over her chest and plumps up her tits as she suckles on her nipples and she melts into her, pushing upwards into her mouth. Fallon lifts up and straddles her, gorgeous golden hair falling to her waist.
The forest wind whispers over them as Arielle grasps her hips, her lower lip between her teeth as Fallon rides above her. She slips her hand between Fallon's spread thighs and she moans at the contact. In a moment, Arielle is on her belly and Fallon climbs over her. She reaches down below and spreads her open. Two fingers slide smoothly into her and Arielle pushes back against her. Soon, Fallon is riding her ass as Arielle fucks her fingers.
"I fucking love your body," Arielle whispers, sending her head back to claim Fallon's lips in a wet kiss.
"...I love fucking your body," Fallon whispers back and Arielle giggles.
Their moans arise into the air, with fingers deep into their tight heat as they grasp each other in climax. They still lay tangled after a silent while of bliss.
"Do you think we'll ever find your mystery man?" Fallon asks. Her head rests on Arielle's belly, her hair a wild tangle the color of hay.
"Yes, we'll find him. Although...." Arielle stops short, breaking her sentence. She had almost revealed her secret.
"Although what?" Fallon asks.
"Although it's been two weeks," Arielle calmly replies as she strokes Fallon's hair. She was going to say, 'Although he hasn't visited.' But telling Fallon that would only terrify her.
She'd eventually have to tell her about 'MOONERS'— exceeding strong and intelligent Superhumans who could change their forms into devastatingly beautiful Lykae. Some weren't even human. They were just plain Animal. Dear God! Even to her it sounded scary.
Fallon Fiske had a fragile heart, stubborn mind and an utterly lovable trait. The tale if told would irreparably break her. And who knows if she'll ever unveil her Mystery.
Arielle sighs and runs her fingers through Fallon's blonde waves.
"We should get going. The forest floor is cold."
As they attempt to rise, a loud splash sounds beyond the treeline. Their heads whip in the direction.
It is then that they see him rise in slow motion, and both their mouths fall open.