Kitsune

The fox ran through the men’s camp, nose twitching.

Someone here smelt good, and she was keen to find him.

She avoided the men sitting around the campfire, several beers in, reeking of alcohol and sweat.

Her nose led her past the men drinking tea in the kitchen area, and the bathroom, where they brushed their teeth, and beyond the tents where several were already sleeping.

She followed the scent along a rough trail, her nose to the ground.

This camp had been used every year for decades, and she’d never known a man to wander so far from camp before.

Then again, she’d never come across one who smelled so nice before.

She kept going, emerging from the trees into a mossy clearing, a blanket laid out on the ground, a man on his back, gazing at the stars.

She inhaled the sweet scent of him, and somehow he sensed her, sitting up with a jolt.

“Whoa!” He froze, his gaze on her. “Beautiful.”

She stalked towards him, but he kept perfectly still.

As she got nearer he held out a hand, his movements slow and steady.

She held his gaze, a tingle rippling out across her skin as she took human form.

He pulled back, his eyes widening.

“You’re — ”

“Kitsune.” She smiled. “Mina.”

“Your name is Mina?”

She nodded, her gaze holding his, licking her lips at the hunger clear in his eyes.

“I’m Jackson.”

“You’re a long way from camp.”

“Ha.” He laughed. “I can’t stand it there. Too crowded, too noisy, too smelly.” His gaze dropped down over her naked form, desire clear in his eyes. “No fox-shifter is going to appear in my tent with half a dozen men sleeping around me.”

She grinned, and leaned forward to stroke his cheek. “Cute.”

He pressed his lips against hers, lifting a hand to run it through her hair. “You’re beautiful.” He breathed the words.

“Thank you,” she whispered, kissing her way down his neck. His top button was undone, and she nuzzled into the tiny patch of hair visible.

His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs grazing her nipples as he kissed the top of her forehead.

“This hardly seems fair.” He pulled away, lifting his shirt over his head, then standing to remove his pants. His cock was already hard, bouncing as he took off his underwear, and Mina licked her lips, leaning forward to take it in her mouth.

He groaned, and she glanced up to see his head was thrown back, his Adam’s apple protruding. She bobbed up and down, cupping his balls and rolling them between her fingers, sliding one finger behind along his perineum.

“Fuck.” He groaned, thick spurts of creamy cum shooting down her throat.

“Shit. Sorry. It’s been a while. I didn’t realise I was so close.”

She licked him clean, and he sank to his knees in front of her, meeting her for another kiss.

“I’ll make it up to you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

“I hope so.”

He lay her down on the blanket, kissing his way down her body, her neck, her breasts, her stomach. He nudged her clit with his nose, sliding a finger ever so gently between her folds as his tongue darted out, flicking against the small nub.

Her body tingled, and she sighed with pleasure, opening herself to his touch. His tongue travelled further, tasting her as his thumb circled her clit, the sensations washing through her body bringing her closer to climax with each wave.

He shifted, ever so slightly, a jolt of pleasure shooting up her spine.

“That’s it,” she whispered, running her hands through his hair as though to hold him there, spreading her legs, tilting her hips. “Fuck. Fuck!”

She came, her whole body arching.

He made his way back up her body, the warmth of his body delicious over hers, and she kissed him again, tasting her juices on his tongue.

His cock nudged her thigh and she wrapped her legs around his, gasping as he pressed into her, his length easing inside.

“That’s perfect,” she whispered, her gaze holding his.

“It is.” He kissed her again, his cock easing out almost all the way, to ease back in again.

“Fuck. That’s so good.” Mina writhed underneath him, another orgasm already spiralling up through her body. “Keep doing that.”

He held her gaze as he continued his slow and deliberate thrusts, until she couldn’t take it anymore and begged him to fuck her, harder, faster, deeper.

The orgasm that had been spiralling burst through her body, the whole rest of the world disappearing except for Jackson, and what he was doing to her body.

He gasped, collapsing on top of her.

“I knew you’d come.” He rolled onto his side, pulling the blanket up so she was sheltered from the cool night air.

“I’m glad.”

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