Mother Mountain, she learned quickly, that one did.
He stepped into the darkness of the cave. It was a small space. But it smelled like the forest and not like animals, which meant it was probably safe. As his eyes accustomed to the darkness, Thanred let them wander through the inside of the cave.
There was an outcropping of rock near the back, a shelf of sorts. They could sleep under that. It would at least keep a little of their heat in. Surveying the cave one last time, he turned back to face Royla. “Enter,” he said.
She took two steps into the space. Her body was silhouetted by the light outside in a way that made her curves even more irresistible.
His cock would give him no peace. He stepped forward, took the end of the leash, and gave it a gentle yank. “On your knees.”
Royla held his stare as she sank to her knees.
Thanred’s chest swelled as the grip of his arousal tightened between his legs. “Open your mouth.”
Royla’s eyes opened a little wider first, no doubt at the strange request and what it might mean. But she complied, opening her pretty little mouth, still staring at him.
“Push out your tongue,” he ordered.
She did. It was a soft, pink thing that glistened with saliva in the dim light.
Taking his cock in hand, Thanred stepped forward and pressed the underside of it against her tongue.
Royla gasped.
From the way she was acting, Thanred was sure she’d had little experience with these matters. That made it all the more exciting; to be taking a fresh, young, innocent thing as this. Jutting his hips forward, he fed her more and more of his hard shaft until her mouth was stuffed with it and he felt the tip come against the muscles in her throat.
Her nostrils flared as she struggled to breathe.
Thanred gripped the leash and swung it slowly over her back. It connected with her backside with a softcrack.
She sucked in a breath and her eyes bulged.
He repeated the motion, this time on her other cheek.
She moaned this time, the vibration traveling through his muscle and causing his seed to start churning in his sack.
“Open your throat,” he ordered. The leash sailed in an arc through the air again and snapped against her rear. And again, for good measure. But the correction did the trick. The muscles in her throat released and she let him in.
Thanred shuffled forward. Tilting her head back with a finger against her forehead, he plunged his cockhead into her throat until his sack came to rest against her chin.
Mother Mountain, she is... beautiful.
As he stepped back, pulling his shaft out of her mouth, he stared at it, now covered with her saliva and glistening in the dying light of the forest.
Royla still looked so startled from what he’d done.
This only caused lust to surge through him. Putting ahand on the back of her head, Thanred drove his cock into her mouth again. Her throat was hot and tight and made his muscle flex. Seed began traveling through it, a sticky trickle that threatened to send him careening over the edge of release.
His eyes shot open at the feeling of her hand rising between his legs. He grunted as her soft palm came to cup his sack, heavy with seed. “Mother of...” he hissed through clenched teeth.
Her hand squeezed, ever so slightly.
Thanred threw his head back and roared in pleasure. Pulse after pulse of his hot essence pumped through his shaft, draining into her mouth and throat.
Royla began swallowing, which caused the muscles in her throat to start massaging the head of his cock, sending another wave of pleasure crashing over him. And all the while her fingers gently kneaded the wrinkled skin hanging low between his legs.
Thanred staggered back, his flagging cock falling out of her mouth. A trickle of his seed dribbled out of the corner of her mouth and clung to her chin. It was a deliciously lewd sight.
Then, without direction, the female Royla reached up and wiped his essence with the back of a finger. She brought it up, her eyes falling to look at the foreign substance.
