The finger pressed further. It slid into her, stiff and thick, stretching her backside and making her moan. His mouth was still against her sex, tongue flicking at the spot she so loved when he touched.
She tensed again as a knuckle passed into her. It stretched her so tightly she thought it might split the tender flesh. But no such thing happened. Soon it had passed and was inside her, exploring the soft walls of the inside of her rear.
Royla relaxed. Ignoring her shame, she indulged a feeling that had been growing inside her: pleasure at the inspection.
How filthy and lewd it was that his finger wasback there. For some reason her mind went to what the others might say, back at the palisade, if they saw her in such a position. That thought, in turn, caused another hot pulse of lust to course through her.
What is wrong with me?she wondered.
Soon lust was ballooning inside her again. As his tongue flicked her tenderness and his finger explored deeper anddeeper inside her bottom, she found herself being raised ever higher until another explosive wave of orgasm crashed over her.
The tail of this one was longer. It lingered, teasing and tormenting her as his tongue continued caressing her slit. When it did finally disappear, Royla was exhausted, dangling in the tree not caring what happened next as long as she could sleep.
His mouth came away from her sex as he eased his finger out of her rear.
She felt herself being lowered until her feet, then her knees, then the rest of her came to rest on the forest floor. Her eyes were closed. She could smell the damp earth and hear the water in the creek. Then she felt his warmth next to her again. Opening her eyes, she saw that he had lain down beside her.
He studied her face with his eyes.
Royla did her best to smile but even her lips felt weak. “Thank you, Master,” she whispered.
Their eyes met.
“Royla. I am Thanred.”
Chapter Eight
The ache between his legs felt like it might kill him. His cock was straining, his sack heavy and swinging low between his legs as he walked.
But she had looked so sweet there, drifting off to sleep.
She hadtastedsweet.
He didn’t quite understand what had drawn his mouth to her sex. Her scent, perhaps, though he’d never experienced anything quite like it with a Dranark female. He’d never been overcome by the almost desperate urge to taste her soft places and claim them with his tongue.
He tried to focus on his task, finding food for Royla before it got dark. But his mind kept wandering. Wandering back to her, to her beauty, to her smell, to the way she had smiled softly at him when he’d told her his name.
Imagine!
A Dranark tribesman telling a human female slave his name. Perhaps he’d deserved to be deposed by Dodlin. Perhaps the others had sensed softness in him and that’s why they’d fallen in line against him.
The thoughts darkened his mood, so he pushed them away. He wanted nothing to do with any of them. It was best to think of things that way, now that he was never goingback.
Dusk was quickly turning into darkness when he found a patch of wippen mushrooms growing out of an old, dead log. He plucked the three of them off and deeper in the log, as he’d expected he saw the bright red glimmer of fruit that often grew beneath the shadow of wippen. He picked those, too, scooping up a handful carefully so as not to crush them.
He arrived back at the stream to find Royla still sleeping. His cock throbbed at just the sight of her. How he wanted, no, how heneededto take her. The fever had started building in his body. The cooling air made him shiver. But he wanted to let her sleep. Just a little longer, then he would have to take her or risk becoming sick.
He placed the food he’d gathered next to a large tree and began collecting sticks. It was getting colder and he thought that Royla might make another fire like she had earlier that day. She seemed to enjoy the heat.
It was a pleasant distraction from the thoughts that plagued him. That he would never return, that he would never see the others again. That this forest would probably be his home until...
“Master?”
He startled and spun at the sound of her soft voice behind him.
She smiled shyly, covering her mouth with her hand.
His eyes raked over her body.
