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“Well done, Slaine.” Thusar said. “Good job finding Ika.”

“Slaine knows,” the ukkur replied.

The words had been spoken quietly, but they might have been yelled based on the way Muk jumped at the sound. Muk turned to his pack brethren on his left and right, Thusar and then Gunnar. Both of them wore expressions of wide-eyed shock, which Muk knew mirrored his own face.

In all the years they had known him, they had never heard Slaine speak a complete sentence. Not once. They had not even heard him speak a single word besides his own name, and that only rarely.

The three ukkur turned back to their bloodied pack brother, who was now standing with his arm protectively coiled around Ika.

“What does Slaine know?” Thusar asked.

“Slaine knows what hole is for.”

CHAPTER 21

Another night. Another cave. Another fire.

Ika sighed.

They had arrived just after sundown, as the last of the evening light had been draining out of the overcast sky. Thusar had kept watch on Ika inside the cave while the other ukkur gathered kindling and firewood from the surrounding forest.

And all the while, Ika’s mind was abuzz with a thousand warring thoughts and emotions.

Most of all, she could not stop thinking about what Slaine had done to her. The way his hard member had slotted so perfectly inside her hole. The way her body had accommodated his dominating girth. The way their two bodies had seemed to become one in that moment of simultaneous pleasure until it had been impossible to tell where Ika ended and Slaine began.

Something about it had felt so natural. So right.

All her life, Ika had thought there was something wrong with her. But now she realized that was not true. Her body was built to be filled, to be dominated.

Had Rolf known about this? And if he did, why had he never told her?

Ika wanted so badly to see Rolf again. She had so many questions to ask him. And more than anything else, she just wanted to see him again. It had been two days since she had sneaked out, and the old ukkur must be worried sick about her by now.

Ika thought of Rolf wandering the forests looking for her, and her heart sank into her stomach.

Now that Thusar and the others had caught her again, they would never let her go back.

Ika’s eyes began to leak.

By now the ukkur had gotten a good fire going, and soon the air of the small cave transitioned from cold to warm to downright hot. The ukkur stripped off their furs and spread them out like rugs to sit naked before the fire. When she started sweating beneath her own fur cloak, Ika followed suit.

Her skin was still smeared with dark dried blood from the abolith, so Gunnar gathered some snow and piled it in a shallow depression near the fire. The snow quickly melted, and soon it was warm enough that Gunnar could use it to cleanse Ika’s naked body and hair.

While Gunnar did this, Thusar conversed with Slaine. Ika could not hear exactly what they were saying, but she could guess the gist of it.

Slaine was telling Thusar about his discovery.

He was explaining what her hole was for.

Though he was listening intently to Slaine, Thusar’s eyes were on Ika’s naked body, and while Slaine spoke, Thusar’s long member twitched and pulsed and gradually engorged with blood until it was fully erect and pointing straight upward like a pillar of flesh.

Once Gunnar was done washing Ika’s body, Thusar spoke.

“I’ve known Slaine for over ten years, and in all that time, I’ve never heard him speak a single word besides his own name. Until now, that is. You’ve had quite an effect on him, Ika. Slaine has been telling me all about it.”

Ika blushed and cast her eyes to the ground.

“He tells me that he knows what the hole between your legs is for. He tells me he put his stick inside you and released his white sap. He tells me he did this many times and it felt very good.”