Chapter 6 – The Cave
It was pitch black in the forest. Jennifer stumbled after Ronon, who seemed to have the eyes of a cat, moving through the trees without hesitation. Jennifer cursed herself for not having brought a flashlight, as a twig scraped painfully across her face.
"Are we there yet?" she asked for the third time, glad that Ronon did not realize what a cliché that was on earth.
"Just a bit further," was the reply.
"You've said that before," Jennifer sighed, barely catching herself from falling after stumbling over a root.
"But this time it's true," Ronon answered. "Look!"
Jennifer strained her eyes, but all she could see was darkness.
"Look at what?"
He pointed ahead. If that was possible, the darkness seemed even blacker there. Ronon hitched up the heavy bundle of furs and blankets that was slung over his shoulder, and resumed walking, Jennifer on his heels.
A little further they came to a rocky outcrop with an opening in its side. Ronon had to duck his head to enter, but Jennifer easily fit through the hole. She felt sand under her feet. Ronon led her around a corner deeper into the rock. Finally he stopped.
"What is this place?" she asked. There was no reply. Ronon had dropped the bundle on the floor, and was rummaging around in its contents. Then Jennifer heard the sound of a match being struck, and the flame of a fat candle illuminated the surroundings.
Jennifer gasped. They were in a cave. The floor, as she had already noted, was covered with fine, dry sand. The domed ceiling was rather low, just high enough so that Ronon was able to stand up comfortably where it met the walls. And it was studded with something like rock crystal, that reflected the flickering candle light like a million tiny twinkling stars. She was so mesmerized by this display that she only noticed that Ronon was standing beside her when he touched her cheek.
"You're bleeding," he said.
"It's nothing, just a scratch I got from walking into a branch," she replied.
"Sorry, couldn't risk a light before. There are some nasty bugs in this forest that are drawn to light."
"I'm fine, I'll put some antiseptic on it when we get back," Jennifer said, still staring at the ceiling. "How did you find this place?"
"Pure luck. Melena and I went for a walk in the forest. Just stumbled over it. But it was daytime, so it wasn't really dark inside and we didn't see the crystals. When we needed a... how did you call it? Private place to be together we remembered it. And when we came in here with a light..." He gestured at the sparkling ceiling.
Ronon knelt, spread the furs on the ground and covered them with blankets. While he was busy, Jennifer reached for the laces on the back of her dress, and pulled. This time the bow unraveled easily, so when Ronon stood up and turned towards her she was standing there in only a narrow pair of lacy panties, the dress pooled around her ankles. Ronon's breath caught in his throat. As if in a trance, he watched Jennifer walk towards him. With a coy smile, she reached for the laces of his shirt and undid them slowly, one by one. The front of the garment fell open, and Jennifer ran her hands over the muscles of his abdomen and chest, up to his broad shoulders, where she pushed off the shirt. The sleeves were tied around Ronon's wrists, and he reached for one to undo the cuff. But Jennifer stopped him.
"Leave it," she whispered throatily. "Consider yourself bound and at my mercy."
Ronon let his hands drop to his sides again, and looked at her expectantly. She could see his heartbeat quicken in the jugular at his throat. She had to stand on tiptoe to put her arms around his neck, and kiss that pulsing spot. Ronon closed his eyes and moaned softly as her tongue darted out and licked his neck.
Leaning her forehead against his chest, Jennifer moved her hands down to his waist and undid his trousers. The slipped down his legs and it became quite clear that he was not wearing any underwear. His cock was already fully erect and brushed Jennifer's abdomen as it sprang free. Although she had expected him to be big, the sight of this throbbing rod worried Jennifer. How would she ever be able to take something like this inside her?
She decided to worry about this later, and slowly knelt, leaving a trail of wet kisses down the Satedan's front. When she finally took his cock into her mouth, a shiver went through Ronon and he groaned through clenched teeth. Jennifer continued to lick, suck and nibble at the iron hard shaft until she felt Ronon's legs beginning to tremble. She stopped and gently pushed him down onto the blankets. He kicked off his boots, and she helped him pull off his trousers. Then she stood between his legs and slowly pushed down her panties. To her surprise she realized that her pubic hair was already damp with her juices. Ronon smelled the heavy odor, and tried to reach for her. But the shirt was bunched together under his back, and he could barely raise his hands from the floor. Jennifer smiled.
"Don't even think about pulling free. It's my turn now, and this time it's all about you."
Ronon stopped struggling, and watched Jennifer as she straddled him. She leaned forward and brushed her hard nipples over his chest, moving higher until they were right over his mouth. Hungrily, Ronon sucked one between his lips, alternately teasing the tip with his tongue and gently nibbling on it. Now it was Jennifer's time to moan, and she felt more liquid gushing out between her legs. She had never been this wet, and suddenly she was not nervous anymore about taking all of Ronon. She straightened up again, and sat over his crotch, so that his cock lay flat against the skin of his belly. Slowly she slid her pussy down it's length. The idea had been to lubricate it, but the sensation of this shaft of iron slithering through her folds and brushing over her clit felt too good. Slowly at first, but then faster and faster she moved forwards and backwards, letting her pussy glide along the delicious length. Every time the tip made contact with her clit she felt the heat rising inside her, and it didn't take long for her to reach a shuddering orgasm.
Drained, she collapsed on top of him, trying to catch her breath. When she came back to earth, her cheek resting on Ronon's chest, she could hear his heart beating like a drum at roll call. Quickly she sat up, and said, "I'm sorry, this was supposed to be all about you, and yet..."
Ronon's voice, hoarse with desire, interrupted her.
"No need to apologize. Ye Gods, woman, I've never seen anything so hot."
Relieved, Jennifer leaned forward again, whispering, "So, let's go back to where we were." Then she offered her other breast to his mouth, reveling in the attention his lips and tongue heaped on her super sensitized nipple.
Finally she couldn't wait anymore, she needed to feel him inside her. She sat up, positioned herself over him, and used her hand to guide his throbbing cock inside. She could feel herself stretch to accommodate him, and very slowly lowered herself about half way down its length. There she stopped to look at Ronon. His head was thrown back, his eyes closed, sweat running down the sides of his face.
Worried about what his size could do to her, she slowly lifted herself up and then sank down again, a bit further than before. She continued at this leisurely pace, their moans and grunts echoing from the cave walls, until she finally had him buried all the way inside her. She held him there, eyes closed, savoring the sensation of how he filled her completely. She noticed his body shaking between her thighs, and his hands that were by her knees were clenched into tight fists.
It was time to end his torment. Slowly at first, but then faster and faster she slid up and down, riding his bucking body until with a roar that shook the rock wall Ronon came. Jennifer had been too intent on his pleasure to reach an orgasm herself, so she slid off his body, pulled a blanket over them and cradled his leonine head in her arms while he slowly came back to earth. His face was completely relaxed, and filled with an inner peace she had never seen before.
When his breathing had slowed down a bit, he murmered, without opening his eyes, "Untie me now, I want to hold you."
Jennifer happily obeyed, and snuggled contentedly into his embrace. Soon they were both fast asleep.
