Chapter Twelve
Thanred’s cock flexed as he sat gazing into the fire. He turned to look at Royla.
She was huddled next to him, knees curled up against her chest, cheeks rosy from the warmth of the flames.
His cock hardened from looking at her.
Across the fire, Guro and Treg were talking, discussing a plan for the following day. Begis, Hotz, Keryp, and Druok were sitting farther away, sucking the marrow out of the rabbit bones they’d roasted over the flames.
Heat began to build inside him, his need for release causing a familiar ache to swell between his legs. He put a hand on Royla’s thigh.
She turned her head to smile at him. Noticing the motion in his lap, her eyes darted to his cock for a moment, before coming to meet his gaze once more. Her smile began to fade.
“I have need,” Thanred said, his voice low.
Royla’s mouth fell open and her eyes went wide.
Guro and Treg fell silent across from them, their heads turned to watch her reaction.
A fierce blush rose to her cheeks. She glanced at them, then down at the ground, as if not knowing where to fix her gaze.
Thanred squeezed her leg. His cock jumped again at touching her soft flesh. “I have need,” he repeated.
Her breath had quickened, and he could see her pulse racing in the vein in her neck. Taking her hand, he lifted it across his lap and wrapped her slender fingers around his bulging meat.
She turned to look the other way.
Thanred scowled. “What is the trouble?” he asked.
Royla opened her mouth to answer but could not seem to speak.
Despite the softness in his heart for his new mate, a pang of shame welled up from within him at how she was treating him in front of the others.
A Dranark female would never refuse her husband in front of others.
Thanred suppressed the anger that threatened to spew from him at her rudeness. “Royla,” he growled again instead.
She looked up at him, her eyes wide with panic. “I’m... I’m sorry,” she stammered. “Forgive me.”
Thanred tilted his head and his frown deepened, unable to understand what was wrong.
“It’s just... I don’t... we don’t normally... do that with others watching,” she explained.
His anger subsided with a sigh. Of course.
The humans had other customs. But if she was going to live among Dranark, she would have to learn her place.
Especially with others watching. His authority could not be questioned.
He straightened his back and patted his thigh with one hand.
“Lay yourself before me,” he ordered. His eyes shot up for a moment to see Guro and Treg give an approving nod at the request.
Royla was trembling slightly but she did what he asked. Rising from the log next to him, she flattened the grass skirt he’d fashioned, then knelt beside him. She leaned forward, stretching herself across his lap until her bottom was in the center of it.
Her cheeks seemed an even brighter red. The color and her obvious shame made Thanred’s cock flex to full hardness, the head pressing against her soft belly. “Expose yourself,” he said.
Royla sucked in a breath. But a moment later she raised her hands and grabbed the hem of her skirt. She peeled it up, revealing the soft, creamy flesh of her bottom.
The four that had been finishing their meal set down the bones and lumbered closer to the fire. Their eyes met Thanred’s, seeking his permission to witness the correction.
He responded with a slight nod before turning his attention back to Royla. Placing a hand on her bottom, he pried apart her two cheeks, revealing her dark back hole. Beneath it, her womanhood was already slick with excitement, a trickle of it running down the inside of her thigh.
Guro and Treg craned their necks to peer over the fire. “What is that?” Guro asked.
“She has another hole,” Thanred said, twisting the tip of his finger against the opening.
Royla warbled and grabbed onto his leg but stilled herself.
For good measure, Thanred gave her ass a light smack, making her freeze.
The others nodded their approval again.
Thanred’s chest puffed out in pride at how obedient Royla was being. This was more becoming of a Dranark’s mate. He slipped a finger between the moist folds of her pussy, rewarding her good behavior.
Royla moaned and shuddered on his lap. Her back arched as he slid the finger lower, finding her delicate spot.
His finger pressed against her taut bud, he spun a slow circle around it, making her moan again. Her legs opened wider, causing the petals of her sex to split open.
“She is trained well, Thanred,” Guro said, giving another approving nod. He glanced at the others. “I thought humans were supposed to be wild?” he asked. “This one seems...”
“Tamed,” Thanred whispered, finishing the thought.
Their cocks had all engorged watching him finger his mate.
He circled the spot again.
Royla moaned and dug her fingernails into his leg.
“Take her, Thanred,” Guro said. “Take her. I can see your need. She is hungry for it. Look at how wet her entrance is.”
Thanred plied her folds, dipping his finger into her sex and pulling it out sticky and slick. “She is shamed,” he explained. “There, at the palisade, they only fuck when they are alone.”
His brothers grumbled their confusion. “She is Dranark now,” Treg muttered. “She should be treated as a Dranark mate would. Give her a fucking for us.”
A smile curled Thanred’s lips. He gave Royla’s bottom a soft pat.
“Claim her and breed her!” someone shouted from the back of the group. The others echoed the sentiment.
Thanred looked up at them. “She is bred already. My seed grows inside her.”
Their mouths fell open in shock at the admission. Guro shook his head and furrowed his brow. “Thanred, brother, have you lost your sense? Breeding a female before your coupling is witnessed? You are tempting the wrath of Mother Mountain! Think of the storms she will send to the cave this winter!”
Thanred knew that Guro was right. Offerings were never meant to be bred. They were meant to be used, then released into the wild to fend for themselves. He let out a heavy sigh. “I could not... resist.”
“Then take her now!” Guro shouted.
Thanred shot him a sharp look.
This caused Guro to look away, but his excitement was palpable, even from across the fire. “Thanred, please. Fuck her as an offering to the Mother Mountain. Maybe she will show us mercy with her winds.”
Thanred nodded. Guro was right. It was the proper thing to do. He pulled Royla off his lap and bent her over the log they’d been sitting on, so her ass was exposed to the fire and to the eyes of their witnesses.
She looked over her shoulder at him, eyes wide, body trembling in fright. “What... what’s happening?” she whispered.
“They are right,” Thanred said. Ripping a stalk of long grass from the forest floor, he wrapped it around her wrists, tying them together.
He stood up behind her, eyeing the beautiful curves her hips and waist and bottom made.
His eyes came to rest on her dripping sex. His cock jumped between his legs.
“Praise be to Mother Mountain,” someone said behind him. “You are doing the right thing, Thanred.”
He sank to his knees.
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Royla had never felt so humiliated and ashamed. But even the intensity of those feelings paled in comparison to her arousal. Hot need coursed through her body, causing her nipples to rise into stiff peaks and her core to secrete more liquid as her body readied itself for Thanred.
She could feel the eyes of the others burning against her bottom. When he pressed his cock against her sex she knew they could see everything: her soft pink folds, his heavy sack hanging beneath them, and her forbidden back opening that pulled at Thanred’s attention.
When he pushed the bulbous head of his cock into her pussy, she gasped, her body bucking against the log she was bent over.
And yet for as lewd and filthy and shameful as it all was, lust surged through her at his intrusion. She moaned. Her pussy clamped down on his muscle, as if trying to suck it in.
Thanred’s hands came to rest on her rear. He pried the cheeks of her bottom apart even more.
Royla knew what he was staring at. She felt his gaze on her tight bottom hole, the same way she felt the others.
A thick burst of pleasure shot through her as he thrust his shaft into her tunnel. It was so hot and hard, and her body clenched at it.
“Look how her toes curl as he enters her,” someone said from behind them.
Another wave of humiliation swept over her.
How shameful to be displayed in this way!
But as Thanred moved deeper into her body, everything faded except her pleasure.
She closed her eyes, her mind able to focus on only thing: his hard cock plunging deep into her and her pussy squeezing it, trying to draw out his essence again.
She rocked back and forth against the log as he fucked her, groaning under each thrust, her hands dragging against the ground. From somewhere underneath the heat of her arousal, she noticed the long grass he’d tied around her wrists had come undone.
She clawed at the ground, sucking in a sharp breath between her teeth. Her mind began to spin.
“She will soon cry out, no doubt,” another voice commented.
This only underlined the fact that she was bent over a log in the middle of the forest, being fucked by her beast, with curious eyes looking on. Lust gripped her even more tightly. She felt the wave begin to crest. Her mouth fell open in a shriek.
Everything disappeared. The forest. The fire. Their onlookers. There was only Thanred, his cock sawing in and out of her as she crested her climax. It was a hot and bubbly thing that washed over her mind, drenching it in pleasure.
Soon after it began to wane, the impulse to reach back rose up from within her, from some unknown place. With Thanred grunting as he thrust into her, she put a hand on each of her ass cheeks and pulled them wider apart for him, turning her head to see his reaction.
His eyes went wide, the reflection of the fire flickering in them.
Royla shuddered at what she was about to say. But her love for Thanred made her want to offer herself to him completely. “Take me, Master,” she panted. “Any way you please.”
Thanred’s eyes popped wide open. They were hungry as he stared at what she was offering to him. He paused his fucking, then pulled his cock out of her pussy. Gripping the shaft, he pressed the head of it against her tight back ring.
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.