"Lie down," he ordered, tossing her down as he began to undo his pants with one hand. "I can wait no longer."
And, then, he freed his large throbbing cock from his pants, and Alice's mouth fell open once again.
Uncas grinned a little as he looked down at Alice's flushed face. But, then, realizing what must be going through her mind, his smile faded and he sank gently onto the blankets beside her.
"Little one, we don't have to do anything you don't wish to do," he said, nuzzling her neck as he tenderly stroked his fingers down her chest, being careful to avoid the angry looking brand on her right breast.
"I do...want..." She said, her breath coming in gasps as he began to massage her left nipple with his fingers.
"But you are frightened?" He asked, pulling away and looking into her gray eyes.
"I've never seen...I didn't...it is so large! How...can it enter me?" She whispered frantically into his ear, balling her hands up against his chest and stilling his kisses.
He smiled at her innocence, and then put his body on top of hers, carefully supporting his weight on his strong arms. He bent down and kissed her deeply on the lips, coaxing her mouth open and then massaged his dark tongue upon her small pink one.
He kissed her until he felt her begin to respond to him, until he heard her quiet coos and the near imperceptible movement of her hips against his. The feeling of her naked body almost made him wild with desire.
Pulling away from her, he said, "I will show you how. It will hurt...but only for a while. And then it will feel very, very good."
Her eyes still looked doubtful.
"Let me show you, mouse," he said, and then he left her lips, moving down to the bottom of the blankets and pulling her trembling legs open.
As he applied her mouth to her clitoris, she let out a shiver. He smiled, letting one of his canines gently nip on her vulva as he sank deeper into her wet folds. Like before, she responded voraciously, hungrily, as though she had been waiting for his touch her whole life. This time, Uncas was not so gentle or so wary. He let himself go completely, licking and sucking her from top to tail, his tongue roaming across her every forbidden area. As she bucked her lips, he kept her thighs firmly grasped in his hands, spreading her out as far as legs could do.
He knew he could easily bring her to pleasure, but he wanted to make her wait, to take his time and enjoy the scent and scenery of being between his lover's legs. Her hips moved more urgently, begging for release as her moans became louder, but Uncas continued to linger.
It was not until he heard his Alice-his innocent virginal Alice-say, "Uncas, I beg of you!" that he finally relented. He burrowed his fingers deep inside of her as he sucked hard on her clitoris, holding her there in his mouth as her vaginal walls clenched helplessly over and over again as she came to her climax.
By now, Uncas was so erect he felt he could not stand the pressure any longer. Without a moment's ado, he pushed himself on top of Alice again. Her eyes were shut and she was panting heavily, a faraway smile on her face.
"Remember, lass," he said, "It will hurt at first."
She moaned as he began to kiss her lips, and he had the feeling she was no longer listening to him. Carefully, he arranged himself so that his penis was at her warm opening and then-he pushed himself in.
Her nails tightened across his bare back as he slowly moves forward, degree by degree. He saw the pain radiating across her face as her eyes flew open in fear. No sense in delaying this, he thought, and with one swift movement, he broke against her maidenhead, feeling an incredible tightness around his penis as he did so.
"Ohhhhh," he groaned in utter bliss, as Alice gasped out.
"It burns," she moaned into his ear. "It burns!"
"I heed, I heed," he said, forcing himself to stay perfectly still inside of her, even though every part of him wanted to rock deeper inside of her.
"Is it supposed to hurt so badly?" She whimpered.
He felt a flash of guilt. "I can stop," he said, beginning to push himself away.
"Don't you dare!" She said, gripping him in her hands.
He laughed a little at her intense gaze. "Oh," he said, kissing her bottom lip gently. "I love you."
Her eyes widened, then joy broke over her face. "I love you, Uncas. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you," she repeated over and over.
And then to his shock, she began to open herself wider to him, letting her enter deeper then he thought possible. Releasing a string of words in Mohican, he gave up all control and began to move inside her, immersing himself wholly in the pleasure of her tight warm cunt.
He felt her hands unclench on his back as she began to relax, began to allow him in with no reservations and no fear. When he looked down at her, her eyes were steadfastly fixed upon him and filled with complete trust and devotion.
The sight of that sent him over the edge. With a loud exhale of breath, he spilled his seed inside of her, oblivious to all else as the release brought him to a level of exhilaration he did not know was possible.
With a sigh, he collapsed on Alice, still allowing his penis to remain inside her. She shifted uncomfortably for a moment and he acquiesced immediately, pulling out of her and rolling over to his side.
He lay in utter bliss for a few moments, until finally her timid voice broke the silence.
"Was it... Was I... Was it satisfactory?" She asked, looking up at him through fluttering eyelashes.
He looked down at her in disbelief and almost broke out in laughter. But he knew better than to show mirth, so instead, he leaned down and kissed her gently on each eyelid.
"Little one," he said, "It was more than satisfactory...it was the best thing that has ever happened to me."
She smiled peacefully and sagged against him in relief.
"And I?" He asked, suddenly aware of how much she must be feeling. "Did I hurt you very badly?"
She bit her bottom lip. "A little," she admitted, and then quickly, as worry spread across his face, she added, "But I also like-liked it."
He grinned. "What do you like? Tell me."
She blushed furiously. "Uncas! Men and women aren't supposed to speak so."
He laughed at her discomfort. "Don't be absurd! Why not?"
"It's not done!" She said slowly and with much enunciation, as if speaking to a child.
"You English are so strange," he said, sinking back with deep comfort into the blankets and pulling her closer to him. "Do husbands and wives not speak honestly of these things?"
"Of course not," she said, clucking her tongue. "Such things are private. Even among sisters. Growing up, my nurse would even put talcum powder in the tub so we could not see our own naked bodies in the water."
He guffawed at that image, and Alice slapped him playfully.
"Oh," she sighed, "How I would love to sink into a warm bath now."
Uncas frowned slightly. "Why do you need a tub when there's a river just outside to bathe in?"
She groaned. "Oh, yes...cold, fishy water. What a treat!"
Uncas felt his afterglow beginning to fade. "It's good enough for me."
"Oh, Uncas!" She chided. "That's because you have never experienced what modern man has to offer! Warm baths...soft feather beds...fine china...clean clothes. Oh, how I miss my beautiful gowns!"
His face hardened. "You speak of these things as if they are important. Do I not provide for you and give you everything that you need?"
She looked up at him in confusion. "Uncas," she said, "It is not a criticism of you or your people. 'Tis only natural that I should miss home and the comforts I was raised with."
He relented, a pain running through him when he saw the hurt in her sweet face.
"You are right, dearest," he said, clasping her close to him. "I am an ass. I just...I just fear that this life-the only life I can offer you-will not be amendable to you. As you say, you are not accustomed to these hardships. Indeed, were I with a woman of my own kind, she would not even judge these things as hardships."
Now it was Alice's turn to turn stiff in his arms.
Speaking with deliberate, measured tones, she said: "Do not speak to me of other women while you hold me in your arms. Do not dare be so cruel."
"Alice, dear," he murmured, kissing her gently along her ear. "Don't be foolish. I only meant-"
"I don't care what you meant," she interrupted huffily. "Perhaps I would be better off with one of my own kind as well, is that what you think?"
This brought him to a sitting position. Rolling over, he placed her between his legs and carefully positioned his weight in his arms.
"You want to be with one of your own kind?" He asked, his voice dangerous. "Can that really be so?"
She shrugged with affected casualness. "Maybe," she said airily.
"Maybe?" He asked, reaching down with one hand and beginning to massage her unharmed breast.
"Maybe," she said, her breath quickening.
He reached down and began to suckle on her rose pink nipple, letting himself be as forceful as he desired. She responded with a low aching moan.
"Maybe?" He asked again, this time taking a hand and putting it between her opened legs. She hissed in surprise as he began to massage the tender area with his fingers.
"May-maybe," she manage to quiver out.
"Then why are you so wet for me, little one?" He said, moving his fingers gently in and out of her cunt.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
He smiled and pulled his fingers out. He brought it up to her lips. She looked at him in shock.
"Wha-what?"
"Taste it," he said.
"What is it?" She asked in horror.
"It's you," he laughed. "It's you...and me...and us."
"Ohh," she breathed.
And, then, with a purr that made Uncas's penis rock-hard again, she opened her mouth and sucked his fingers dry.