Girard awoke to the sound of loud moaning nearby. He rose to a sitting position on his floor mat and looked toward the sounds. A man not far away was sitting on his bench and a woman was bent over in front of him, holding her knees with her back to him. She was bouncing up and down against the man’s lap as he leaned back with his hands on the bench. His moans were mournful, hers were of frustration.

The woman stood up, turned around with her hands on her hips and shook her head in disgust. “If you fail me again tonight, you’ll be sent to the fields!” she threatened. As she stormed out of the building, the man looked relieved but exhausted.

Cena came into the building, walked quickly to Girard and reached for his hand. She was smiling and excited as she led him out of the building and down a well-traveled path through bushes and trees. They came to a small waterfall and she pulled Girard directly into it. They stood there, the cool deluge soaking their bodies. Cena giggled and then pulled him by the hand behind the waterfall.

They entered a small cave and inside Girard saw a large floor mat with many blankets piled on it next to a fire pit. “Help me with the fire,” Cena said as they approached the fire pit. She lit kindling and as they stoked the fire with more kindling and wood, she spoke excitedly to him.

“I have had sex with males and many women in the great hall, but when I want to be intimate and to turn over control, I come here,” she said softly. “I want our coupling to be special; I want to touch your body and then have you take me as your own.”

Cena then stood silently in front of him, her arms at her sides. The flickering fire began to warm their skin and made the water sparkle on her body. She leaned onto his body and softly kissed him. As her lips parted his, her hand dropped between them and cupped his balls. He did not stop her as she gently caressed them with her fingers. Her mouth was warm and sweet as he plunged his tongue into her mouth. His cock responded to her touches quickly.

She pulled away from his mouth and playfully licked his lips with the tip of her tongue. Then she was on her knees on the blankets in front of him. One hand stroked his shaft from tip to base as the fingers on her other hand scratched his balls and behind them. He moaned involuntarily as she spread his precum over the tip of his cock.

He knew that she may have been with many women, but he could tell that she knew what she was doing, teasing his erection and taking him to a path of extreme pleasure. She looked up at him and positioned her open lips at the tip of his pulsing cock. “I’m told that this is pleasurable for you,” she murmured as she slipped her lips over the crown.

Her eyes never left his face as she slowly took in as much as she could of his shaft. She continued to work him slowly with her mouth as her hand formed a circle around the top of his ball sac. She pulled down firmly and used her other hand to stroke his shaft. Her lips formed a seal on the head of his cock as she pumped faster and faster, twisting her hand on the shaft.

Girard could have come easily, but he didn’t think that was what she wanted. She wanted to give him pleasure so that he would be hard enough to satisfy her. He pushed her away with his hands. “Get on your hands and knees,” he said, panting like a dog in heat. She scrambled to her hands and knees on the blankets and he positioned himself behind her.

He crouched down, bending enough to access her pussy with his cock. He rubbed the tip up and down her wet slit a few times and she tried to push back against him, to take him in. When he did slip the tip inside her, they both pushed for penetration and she moaned. She was wet and warm and as ready as he.

Girard held her hips and sawed his shaft in and out of her for a long time. The heat from the flames warmed their bodies but the heat of their passion was more. Girard drove himself to the edge and stopped twice, partly for the pleasure of resuming and partly to tease Cena. When he finally succumbed to his own need, he rammed her hard with each thrust, grunting like a wild pig as he emptied his load into her depths.

Cena had been moaning the whole time, whimpering, “Yes… yes… it feels so good… don’t stop… don’t stop…”

When he was sure his cock had stopped flowing into her, Girard withdrew and sat back on his haunches. Cena rolled over on her back on the blankets, her face flushed. Girard lay down next to her, looking at her breasts heaving as she smiled at him. “That was wonderful; very exciting,” she said. “But I have a favor to ask,” she said.

“Okay; what is it?” Girard answered.

Cena kissed him on the lips and whispered, “I want to do it again.” She leaned over his body and took him in her mouth again. This time her hands and mouth had a purpose; to ready him to satisfy her, not him. It didn’t take long for Girard to get hard again and he pulled her away and lay her down on her back on the blankets.

He knelt between her legs, slipped his hands under her buttocks and lifted her up until her weight was resting on her shoulders. She slipped her legs over his shoulders and he dropped his head between her thighs. His lips quickly found her clit and he sucked it into his mouth, hard. She moaned and ran her fingers into his hair.

He worked her clit until her pussy gushed against his mouth, her body and legs quivering with her orgasm. Then he lay her back down and knelt between her legs. “Now; quickly!” she moaned. He was inside her in an instant, balls-deep. He leaned forward on his elbows, his mouth at hers, and moved his hips against her for deep thrusts. She pulled his head so their lips met and her lips hummed against his.

He could tell by her moans and moves when she came, but he did not stop for a long time, finally sending another delivery of his sperm inside her. Cena’s arms and legs clung tightly to him until he was spent and he collapsed on top of her.

They lay coupled in front of the crackling fire for a while before separating. Later, as they headed back toward the waterfall, holding hands, Girard asked, “Do you want me to stay?”

Cena looked thoughtfully at him. “No. If you stay, I will have to share you and in time you will waste away just as the others have done in the past,” she replied. “Let me take you to the edge of our realm so you can return home. I am destined to be the Supreme One and I will be expected to mate with all the male specimens who find us.”

After they went through the waterfall together, Cena quietly led Girard to the original clearing where he had originally seen her. “Will you miss me?” he asked.

“Of course,” she said, but smiled. “But there is already a new male specimen who arrived and who is being prepared for me. One named Barnard.”