Chapter 32: No Sleep for the Wicked
We travelled in silence for most of the day and she led me to a new cache. I scanned the sky and then looked at her.
"This is not the shortest route."
She smiled. "You are good with tracking by the stars. I thought I had you lost for sure."
My brow raised and one eye observed her.
She sighed. "I wanted to spend more time with you before …"
"Before what? I heard the shaman's words. They will not be received well by your chieftains, but I'm fine with that. You can negotiate with Gisael or Ailen. I will stay out of it."
"The cache is here. I'll make a fire and we can talk."
"Just talk?"
She shook her head and pushed me inside.
I removed the poncho and arranged a fur to sit on near the fire. I sat up straight and closed my eyes while I breathed in the warm air.
The crackle of the flames was a welcome sound and I stretched my arms. I opened my pouch and ate what was left of my rations. The small pouch had lasted a week, the Svartalfar constitution was an amazing thing.
She sat next to me rather than the opposite side. Our shoulders touched and she took my hand in hers.
She looked into the fire as she spoke. "I went to the shaman for reading of my own as well as yours. I will deliver his reading on you to the chieftains. I will not neglect my duty. I want to ask you. What will we do after?"
"We?"
She nodded.
I was shocked for a moment while my brain slowly put the pieces together. "You want me to join you? I like you, and hell I want to be with you, but I cannot do that. I am pledged to the forest. I took an oath."
She sighed. "No that would not work. You would not be accepted, and my choice would not be accepted either."
I shook my head. I was confused. "Wait. You aren't considering leaving your clan?"
A tear ran down her cheek. "I don't want to. My clan is my life. But … I know my path will be unhappy if I stay. I want to be bold. I want to be free."
She began to cry, and I held her. She was so beautiful, but she was a mess. Did I want this crazy woman following me around? We'd probably have a hundred angry mountain men chasing us too.
I looked down at her curves. Her cleavage was supple and soft despite her athleticism. She had a fiery nature mixed with her crazy - she would definitely be dynamite in the sack. Yeah, I could put up with crazy and her posse of revenge seeking barbarians.
"I want you too," I said.
She turned her head and our lips met. Hers were bittersweet, I could taste the salt of her tears. I pushed her down onto the furs and the fire crackled by our side. We kissed while her hand untied her myriad of leather straps and buckles.
She ran her hand through my hair, and she stared at it. "Are you turning blonde?"
I ran my own hand through my hair, it was longer, at least a couple of inches now. "Who cares," I said and pressed against her naked flesh.
Her breasts were ample and soft they cushioned my chest as I kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and held me close.
My legs snaked between hers and she wrapped them around my waist. My dragon was dying to enter her cave, but I held him at bay. She pushed me up slightly and looked down between our bodies.
"So big," she said. "It's my first time."
I sat up and knelt between her legs. "Really?" She was like a luxury car that was never driven. I grabbed my dragon and teased her. I ran him up between her labia without entering. Her cave entrance became wetter and wetter as I teased her.
"What're you doing?"
"Do you want me inside?" I asked.
She nodded.
"I can't hear you."
"Yes."
"Say you want it."
"I want you."
I leaned over her with our noses touching and stared into her eyes. The dragon poked his head in her cave and her eyes widened.
"More?"
"There's more?"
I laughed.
She pouted. "Don't laugh at me."
I grinned. "Okay. Let's just fuck like animals."
I pushed all the way in, and she screamed. It was a scream of passion, her cave was soaked from the teasing. I stared into her eyes as the dragon danced in her cave. She made all sorts of adorable noises as I enjoyed myself.
I sat back to the kneeling position again. I grabbed one of her legs and put it over my shoulder and then the other. I lifted her ass off the furs and drove the dragon into her cave furiously and repeatedly.
She screamed again and I felt her cave dispense a gush of water. It was cool and my dragon liked it hot. It was time to punish her. I flipped her over and pulled her into a kneeling position with her ass up and head down.
I stretched out, with my hands planted either side of her head, and the dragon entered her cave with a squeal as his welcome. I pushed her down, prone, and proceeded to pound her cave into submission.
Her moans became squeals and she gushed twice more.
She breathed hard and I pulled out of her.
"Did you go?" she asked, and I shook my head. She pouted and pushed me back onto the furs. She swung her hips over and sat on top of my dragon wiggling him into her sweet curves.
Her plump ass had me covered and I stared at her ample breasts. Despite their size they were perky. She began to move, and it was my turn to squeal. Her fiery eyes looked into mine and it was the cave riding the dragon for a change.
I grabber her hips and lifted my head to suck on her breast. She allowed me for a moment before pushing me back down and she began to ride me in earnest. When she squeezed, I was in ecstasy and I could hold on no longer.
The dragon breathed and her eyes widened. "Oh. I know when you go. It's pretty obvious," she said breathlessly.
She flopped down on top of me with her lips meeting mine. We were sweating despite the cold air outside and we held each other for a long time.
The dragon came back to life and I began to move again. I felt and heard her squeal as we kissed.
She broke from our kiss and asked, "Again?"
I grinned and held her hips.
We didn't get much sleep that night.