Royla relaxed herself, hoping to ease his entrance into her. She sucked in a deep breath as the head of his cock slipped into her bottom. As the shaft began to stretch her, she moaned, the low sound wandering off into the darkness along the forest floor.
His cock flexed inside her, stretching her even wider.
Royla gasped at how good it felt. It was the last part of herself she could give him. With this, her submission was complete. She wallowed in the delicious feeling.
Thanred began to thrust again. His cock, slick with her juices, pumped and pulled in and out of her. He began to groan.
A smile flickered across her lips as she closed her eyes again. Soon he would release inside her, fill her with his seed. Their witnesses, as he’d called them, would see and their union would be complete. She pushed up on her knees, raising her bottom higher and allowing him to push into her fully.
Thanred roared. His body shook, and his cock flexed as it began to spill.
Royla whimpered as she felt his seed splatter within her. Lash after lash of it coated the walls of her forbidden place, filling her.
Trapped by her euphoria, she barely heard the hoots and cheers of the others watching them. Her only thought was how she’d pleased her Thanred. Her master. Her mate.
Chapter Thirteen
There they were, six of them milling around the mouth of the cave. Thanred scanned to one side, then the other, making sure no others had been placed as sentries. A pang of sadness gripped him. The Dranark guarding the cave had once been his friends. They may have fallen under Dodlin’s spell, but he hoped they would come to be his friends again.
“You see they have fire?” Guro asked, pointing at the burning sticks the guards held.
“I see,” Thanred replied. He turned to look at Royla, who was crouched over her sticks. “Now,” he said.
She began her ritual, twisting a twig in her hands, the end rubbing against another stick. In time the smoke appeared, followed by flames that whispered to life then began to crackle.
Thanred looked back at the mouth of the cave. They were far enough away that there was little risk that the Dranark guarding it would hear or smell the fire she had started. Still, it was better to be safe.
Once the fire had developed, Thanred picked up the long branch he’d torn off a tree. The end he’d tapered into a sharp spike and wrapped with dry leaves. It would send the right message. Swinging the tip over the fire, he waiteduntil the leaves burst into flame.
As soon as they had, he stood up, cocked his arm back, then released. The branch went sailing through the air, a plume of smoke flying after it. It found its mark, lodging into the ground twenty or so paces away from the mouth of the cave.
The Dranark guards gasped at the sight. They crouched down, wide eyes scanning the forest ahead of them to try to find the source of the ominous message.
Thanred took a deep breath.
“Please be careful,” Royla whispered, clutching his hand.
Thanred nodded at her. “I will. I promise.” He squeezed her hand before letting it fall away. Another breath and then he stepped forward, stepping out of the dark safety of the trees.
Wide eyes went wider as the Dranark realized who they were looking at. For a moment they were all frozen.
Thanred walked toward them, his face not betraying any of the fear he felt. It was only when he came to stand twenty paces on the other side of the branch that some of them lowered their own flaming spears.
“Not a step further!” It was Bereg who had barked the order.
Thanred remembered him well. They had hunted together often. He held up a hand. “I come in peace, brother,” he said.
Bereg’s eyes narrowed. He pointed at the spear Thanred had thrown. “Then what isthis?” he asked.
“I come in peace but prepared,” he said.
Bereg stared at him for a long time before speaking again. “You aregarshen!” Bereg barked again.
Thanred shook his head. “Those times are over.”
A few of the others looked at each other, confused by what he’d said.
“Who are you to tell us what times are over or not?” Bereg growled. He stepped forward, away from the group, still holding his burning spear tilted toward Thanred. “You’re not wanted here anymore. It’s a wonder you’re not dead yet. Found yourself a sow to fuck in the woods, did you?” he asked, a sly grin twisting his lips.
