Chapter 10
William ate the food Victor had gathered for him and fell asleep with his head in Betsy's lap as she watched Victor build a small paddock to be expanded later and a large shed for the little beast to grow into. He was shirtless and Betsy, for the first time in a long while, considered it a pity that the nearest town was far away. However, fun would have to wait until after she got more clothing and William was provided for. He was becoming very precious to her. The little buck depended on her to keep him safe and, besides, she was not going to let such a sweet gift from Victor be destroyed through negligence.
It was early afternoon when Victor finished and he smiled knowingly as he breathed in her musk. "Later, Victor, we have a little one to think of."
His eyes showed his disappointment but he simply replied, "Fine, you put the buck in the paddock while I rinse off and get dressed." However, he was muttering as he went inside of the cabin, "I knew it, nothin' but trouble, what the hell was I thinking bringin' him here?"
Betsy was ready to go when he reemerged from the cabin but ran into problems almost as soon as they started. Her oversized boots were repeatedly sucked off her feet by the deep snow. After the third time, she had to balance on one foot while looking for her lost boot, Victor quickly swung her up into his arms, much to her annoyance. "I can walk."
"Not in those boots. I'll get you some right ones and you can walk back."
Her pride was assuaged, Betsy wrapped her arms around his neck and rested through the long trek. After an unknown amount of time, they emerged along a remote road beside a Hummer. Victor quickly put her inside and started the engine for which Betsy was grateful. Her body was shivering with cold but soon grew warm as Victor let the engine idle to warm up and concentrated on warming her body with his own.
"If you continue this, we are going to ruin my last set of clothes and I do not intend to run around the woods nude."
"Too bad, I'd like to see that." However, he turned back to the wheel and drove for over an hour, finally reaching a small city and parking in front of a large mall.
Inside, they replaced her shoes and restocked her wardrobe and bath oils before Betsy pulled Victor into a lingerie shop. She had to give him credit; he had more self-control than she had thought. He managed to sit through the modeling of three scandalous teddies before he followed her into the dressing room with a growl. Betsy turned around to find herself pinned against the wall, his hands caressing her urgently until she moaned and reached down to undo his jeans. Bringing him to the easy access opening of the teddy, she wrapped her legs around his hips and he thrust into her with a low growl. Neither heard the polite knocking on the dressing room door as the cubicle shook from their passion and they cried out in fulfillment.
They softly nuzzled as their breathing slowed and calmed. "So, I take it you like this one?"
"Yeah, you could say that."
The store clerk did not look happy when they finally emerged. She muttered something about brothels and whores too softly for Betsy too hear but not for Victor. His enhanced hearing picked up exactly what she had said and his large hand lashed out, lifting the woman by the throat.
"Victor, no!"
His eyes were dark with fury as he looked down at her, his fingers tightening around the clerk's throat. "You didn't hear what she said. No one says that kind of shit about you."
"I do not care what she said, Victor. Please put her down. I do not wish to be exiled from the nearest lingerie shop."
Victor growled but loosened his grip slightly. "You're gonna owe me for this!"
Betsy reached up so her lips were next to his ear. "You give me her life and I will, as the children always said, rock your world."
Victor unceremoniously dropped the sales clerk, growling, "You better!"
Betsy quickly finished her shopping and then they stopped at a feed store. Inside, they stocked up on everything a growing buck would need. Betsy eyed large bales of hay and straw apprehensively. "Are you sure we can get everything up to the cabin?"
"I got the fridge and tub up there, didn't I? Have a little faith in me."
Victor parked the Hummer in the same spot as before. It was obvious that several trips would be required so Betsy picked up the bags with the most important items first while Victor shouldered a bale of hay and a bale of straw. The trip back was quiet but easy since they could follow their own trail back. Luckily it had not snowed while they were gone. Once they arrived, Victor immediately told Betsy to go inside and warm up.
"That is not necessary, I am fine."
"Yeah and I want ya to stay that way not traipsing up and down this mountain carrying your own weight in hay and straw and getting wet and cold."
She smiled, pleased at the concern in the statement. "I will go inside after I see to William. He is my pet and I shall care for him."
Victor threw his hands up in the air. "Fine, but don't you dare get sick on me again!"
Betsy refrained from smiling until he had left, grumbling to himself. Turning to the paddock, she lay down a thick layer of straw to keep the little buck warm and put out food for him. William tried his best to help his new mother and ended up getting both of them covered in snow. Laughing, Betsy brushed the snow off William then went inside the cabin to warm up herself and put things away.
By the time Victor arrived with the last load, Betsy had a roaring fire going and had several steaks out ready to cook. She put them on the indoor grill to cook while he quickly washed up and they enjoyed a relaxing dinner. Afterwards, she smiled mischievously and asked, "Ready to have your 'world rocked'?" At his growled assent, she gracefully approached him before suddenly jump kicking him, knocking him back onto the bed. Before he could recover from the surprise, she was straddling his stomach, pressing her lips against his and knocking his hands away when he tried to grab her. "Lean back against the head board."
Victor moved until he was reclining against the dark wood of the head board and she slowly undid the belt of her robe, sliding it off her shoulders. She was wearing nothing underneath and Victor reached for her again and, again, she knocked his hands away.
Holding his gaze, she slowly slid her hands up her body until she cupped her breasts. His eyes were glued to her chest as her fingers found her nipples and pinched then rolled them until they were hard. Slowly bringing her fingers to her lips, she sensually licked them then used the newly wet skin to massage her nipples further, letting her head fall back and groaning with arousal. Her hands returned to cupping her firm breasts and she squeezed them, bringing another moan of pleasure before she rolled her head forward to gaze into his eyes again.
His eyes were dark and hungry and he hissed as her hands trailed down her body to rub the erection straining against the zipper of his jeans. She smiled as she slowly freed him then leaned down and kissed the tip, lapping at the moisture already forming, before running her tongue over his length, base to tip and back until his hands ripped at the mattress beneath him. Repositioning, she leaned forward until his cock was caught between her breasts and he thrust up between the firm globes. Pressing her head to his stomach, she licked at the head of his cock each time it emerged. He groaned at the sensation and moved faster, finding release as white fluid pooled on his stomach.
He tried to grab her and bring her up for a kiss but she slapped his hands away once again before licking his stomach clean. His hands were now deeply embedded in the bed as she reclined between his outstretched legs, her feet on either side of his hips. He had an unimpeded view as she again stroked her nipples to aching attention before sliding her fingers down between her lower lips. Spreading herself wide, she dipped her fingers inside before moving back up to pinch at her engorged clit. Victor's breath was coming in growling pants as she stroked herself to fulfillment and he grew hard once again. A soft sound, almost a whimper, issued from his throat though neither would admit it as he reached for her once more and she allowed him to lift her and guide her over his renewed erection. Their bodies were too tautly strung to last long and the quickly spasmed in ecstasy clinging to each other as they collapsed in a boneless heap.