by B N Miles
Self loathing washed over him. He was so hungry for his women that he could barely think about his friend. Theus, his best friend, the man that volunteered to act as bait. Cam had burned him, melted his skin, maybe even killed him.
And all Cam could think about was using more power or fucking his girls senseless.
“Go,” Miuri said.
Cam turned to Key. Her mouth hung open as he took her hand and pulled her along. She didn’t resist, and he left the clearing behind, the smell of burned meat and ash swirling in the air. He pushed away the thought of Theus, and focused on what he needed next.
39
Cam pulled Key along as they climbed the slope back toward the boulders they’d been hiding behind.
She didn’t speak and Cam couldn’t find any words. The Need raged inside of him, and he couldn’t understand how anyone could survive such a thing, how anyone could use magic and still come out unscathed. He felt like it was trying to tear at his skull and rip it to pieces, and he knew the only way to make it stop was to plunge his cock deep between Key’s legs over and over until she screamed his name and begged for more.
He reached the top and pulled Key back behind the boulders. The grass was ankle-high, scattered with white wild flowers that shone in the moonlight. The ground was soft and he could smell the tang of pine needles, but he only had eyes for Key.
“This is that thing, isn’t it?” she asked. “The thing Miuri talked about.” She leaned up against the boulder, her spear lying in the grass.
“The Need.” His voice was a growl and he could barely control himself. He stared at Key’s body with a hunger he’d never felt before.
“You need me to… undress for you,” she said. Her cheeks were pink and she seemed so shy, which only made Cam want her more. “You want me to do that right now.”
“Please,” he managed. “Key, if you don’t start taking off your clothes, I’m going to rip them off you.”
She looked so small and light, like he could break her in half. He’d known her his whole life and had trained with her so many times over the years, and yet he felt like he barely knew her body at all, like he was seeing it for the first time.
He stepped forward, fighting back against the Need. It wanted him to take her, turn her around and rip off her pants, lick her pussy then fuck her raw and rough, but he knew they weren’t ready for that.
This was Key. This was the girl he’d loved since he was a boy, the girl he wanted to marry. This was the girl he would marry, he realized in that moment, the girl that would carry his children and be his partner until the day he died.
This was his Key. He reached out, touched her face. She took his hand in hers. “It hurts, doesn’t it?” she asked.
He nodded once, face tight and tense, fighting the gnawing in his brain.
“And I can help you,” she said.
He nodded again, afraid to speak, afraid of what might come out.
“Then I’m all yours,” she said. “Do what you need to do, Cam. Make yourself feel better… make us both feel better.”
He stepped up and pushed her back against the boulder, pinning her there with his body, and kissed her again.
She kissed him back, her hands coming up into his hair. For a long moment they tasted each other, but soon Cam’s hands roamed along her body. He unbuttoned her tunic and pressed it open, revealing her firm breasts. Her skin glowed in the moonlight and her nipples were already hard from the cool mountain air as he palmed them, kissed her neck, kissed her chest. He pulled off her tunic and let it drop onto her spear as she worked on his armor, getting the breastplate unlaced and the shoulders loosened.
He was breathing hard when she dropped to her knees. She looked up into his eyes then began to remove the shin guards from each leg.
She made a small pile of his armor on the ground beside her tunic.
He admired her lean body as she finished and stood, topless and gorgeous. She took off his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly, and looked up into his eyes.
She didn’t need to speak. His shirt came off and she pressed her hands against his chest.
“There you two are.”
Key turned, surprised, her hands covering her breasts.
But it was only Miuri, coming around the boulders, a smile on her lips. She unbelted her blades, leaned them against a rock, and put her hands on her hips.
“Miuri,” Key said.
“You thought I wouldn’t come to your first time, my little love?” Miuri asked. She walked over and gave Key a chaste kiss on the lips then pressed herself up against Cam’s chest. He let out a little growl and kissed his Elven Princess.
“Take off her armor,” Cam managed. “Take off her clothes for me, Key.”
Key looked at him, her mouth hanging open, but Miuri stepped toward her.
“It’s okay,” Miuri said. “Help me, if you want.”
Key dropped her hands from her breasts then began to take off Miuri’s armor. Cam watched, his cock hard and straining against his leather pants, every pulse of his heart a jagged, keening desire for the two women in front of him.
Miuri’s armor came off in bits until she was wearing only her flowing tunic. Key unbuttoned the front of it and pulled it off, revealing Miuri’s incredible breasts and tight stomach. Miuri looked at Cam as he approached them, his heart racing in his chest.
He kissed Key first, palmed her breasts, and turned to Miuri. He kissed her next and gripped her tight ass against him. Key let out a little moan as he kissed Miuri and slipped a hand between Key’s legs. He teased her spot then moved away from the Elf and began to unlace Key’s leather pants.
He tugged them down as she leaned back against the boulder. He stripped her naked, her legs muscular and thin, her skin smooth and perfect. He kissed Key’s neck, her chest, licked her hard pink nipples and stomach. He pushed her back against the rock and spread her legs as his tongue licked down along her belly button, down to the mound of her pussy. He tongued her top to bottom, tasting her, making her moan.
Miuri leaned next to Key and kissed her. Cam looked up and watched Miuri kissing Key’s chest, her lips, her neck, as his tongue lapped Key’s slick spot over and over. He sucked her, drank her in, and listened to Key’s moans as they got louder.
He moved up again and kissed Miuri, letting her lick Key from his lips. Miuri let out a little moan as she kissed him back. His fingers moved between Key’s legs and teased her while he kissed the Elf, both of his girls giving him soft little moans.
Miuri pulled back, eyes wide with pleasure, and pushed Cam back. Miuri dropped to her knees in front of him and took his cock in her hand. She took his tip between her lips and sucked him deep, groaning as his tip barely fit into her pretty little mouth. He grabbed her hair with his left hand, and teased Key’s pussy with his right, her body still leaning back against the boulder.
The Elf sucked him hard and deep. Cam let out a growl of pleasure as Key writhed, moaning as Cam slid his fingers inside of her then back out again. He saw her staring at Miuri as she sucked Cam’s cock.
“Do you like watching that?” Cam asked Key.
Key looked up at him, eyes wide, and nodded once. “She’s… she’s beautiful.”
“And you like watching my cock slide into her mouth?”
“Yes,” Key moaned.
Miuri pulled back and looked up at Key. “Come down here,” she said. “I think Cam deserves you.”
Key shimmied her hips as Cam pulled his hand away. Key dropped to her knees next to Miuri and looked a little shy as she took Cam’s shaft in her hand. She stroked him, biting her lip.
“Go ahead,” Miuri said. “Take him in your mouth. Make him feel good.”
Key stared up at Cam and slowly licked him top to bottom.
It set his whole body tingling with desire. His Key, his gorgeous Key, was down on her knees next to a beautiful Elf, sucking his cock. He could barely control himself, but he needed this, needed to fall into the moment and enjoy it.
Key slid him into her mouth and sucked him. She let out a little moan as Miuri leaned back on her knees and teased her own breasts. Cam watched the Elf Princess tilt her head and look at him. She pressed her breasts together and he knew she was doing it for him. He grabbed Key’s hair and pushed her down, pushing his shaft further into her mouth.
She gasped as she pulled back and he leaned down to kiss her. He couldn’t wait any longer, couldn’t let the Need build any more. He pulled her to her feet and pressed her against the rock, lifting her up so that her glistening pussy was pressed right against the tip of his cock, her legs hooked over his muscular arms.
Slowly, he pressed himself deep inside of her.
She threw back her hair and moaned. He kissed her neck and breasts and filled her to the hilt. His cock throbbed deep into her pussy, and she gripped him like heaven. He slid back and fucked her slow as Miuri came closer, leaning over Key. The two girls kissed and Miuri looked up at him. He knew Miuri was doing this for him, teasing him, turning him on, and he liked it.
“Kiss her breasts,” he said. “Lick her nipples.”
Miuri obeyed, rolling a tongue around one of Key’s nipples while staring into his eyes. Cam growled and looked at Key.
“Pull her hair, Key,” he said. “Go ahead. Don’t be shy.”
Key reached down and took Miuri’s hair. She pulled the Elf Princess’s head back and Miuri let out a little pleased gasp.
“Now kiss her,” Cam said. “Taste her pretty lips, Key.”
Key pulled Miuri to her and the two girls kissed as Cam fucked Key faster. Key moaned into Miuri’s mouth and Cam felt a roar of pleasure roll through his body. He gripped Key’s hips to steady her as his thrusts got faster and deeper, his blood pulsing in his body, his cock rock hard inside of Key’s pussy.
“That’s right,” Miuri said, pulling away from Key. The Elf cupped Key’s breasts, pushing them together. “He feels good, doesn’t he? Goddess, he feels good, Key. Every inch of that big cock feels so good as he fills you up.”
“Yes,” Key moaned. “Oh god, yes please. Keep going Cam.”
He reached up and pulled Miuri to him. He kissed Miuri as he fucked Key, teased Miuri’s beautiful breasts, and pulled her golden hair. The Elf let out a little gasp as he did it, and Key writhed and wiggled her hips faster. He saw sweat begin to drip down Key’s perfect skin and he knew he was close.
“Come deep inside of her for me, Cam,” Miuri whispered into his ear. She leaned back over Key and teased her breasts, holding them and pressing them together. “Come deep between her legs. Show her what it feels like for a shaman to fill her up.”
He let out a roar of pleasure as he fucked Key faster. He leaned over her and pressed his forehead against hers, feeling her body beneath his, writhing and sweating in the moonlight. He felt close to her, sunk between her legs, her sweating body pressed against his as Miuri kissed her lips then kissed Cam’s neck.
“Fill her, Cam,” Miuri whispered in his ear. “Goddess yes, fill her to the brim.”
He growled and bit Key’s lip and she stared into his eyes. She ran her fingers through his hair as he grabbed her hips tighter. He thrust faster, her back arching, her breasts shaking with every rough slap of their bodies. He could feel the pleasure building, the magic swelling in his veins, and he couldn’t slow down, couldn’t stop. Miuri whispered in his ear, kissed him, stroked Key’s hair, teased her breasts.
Then the magic reached a crescendo, and he released himself deep between Key’s legs.
Key arched her back and her muscles tensed, a cry of pleasure on her lips. The peak tore down through Cam’s body and filled Key up, the magic swelling and rolling along his skin, entering into hers, making them both float with pure bliss. He groaned her name, and even Miuri let out a gasp of shock and pleasure. Key writhed and her fingers dug into Cam’s back as she gasped, moaning, lost in the intensity of the orgasm that took her and claimed her for its own.
They came down together slowly. Cam kissed her and she pulled him close. She hugged him like that for long breaths, and Cam savored the feel of her body against his. He’d been dreaming of that moment for a long, long time, and now that the Need was washed from his system, he could finally savor it.
“Key,” he whispered.
“I love you, Cam,” she said. “I really do.”
“I love you, too.” He kissed her deep and slow. Her body was glistening with sweat, damp in the moonlight, and she looked like a goddess as he pulled away.
She stared at him with pure devotion.
“You two are perfect,” Miuri said, a little purr in her throat. Cam laughed and kissed her.
“You’re perfect too, you know,” he said.
Key leaned forward and kissed the Elf on her ear. Miuri gave a little cry of delight then kissed Key’s lips.
Together, they stayed on that rock for some long, comfortable minutes, letting the cool mountain breeze dry the sweat on their skin. Miuri nuzzled up against Cam’s neck and Key pressed against his chest. He held his women close as relief flooded through him.
Their trap had worked. The wolves were nothing more than ash on the ground, the corpses of his enemies scattered to the wind.
But he didn’t know if Theus was okay or not, and fear rang through his chest.
He looked at Miuri and reached for her. She bit her lip and tilted her head.
“Theus,” Cam said.
“He’s with my people,” Miuri said. “We have a healer. I think he can help. The burns…” She trailed off.
“How bad?” Cam asked.
“I think he’ll survive,” Miuri said.
Cam felt a pang of hatred rush through him. Key hugged tight against him, kissed his neck, held him against her body. Grief wracked him, grief and self hatred. He lost control back there, let the power overwhelm him, and Theus had paid the price for it. He hurt his best friend, and if Theus didn’t survive, Cam knew he could never forgive himself.
But before he could go down that road, before he rejoined the others and took stock of his victory and his failure, he would enjoy this moment with his girls. He would take what comfort he could, even if he didn’t deserve any of it.
He held them tight and breathed in their scents, his Key and his Miuri, his sun and his moon.
40
The rest of that night was quiet. When Cam and the girls returned to camp, he sent Miuri to check on Theus in the Elven camp before he curled up beneath one of the carts and caught a few hours of sleep. Key stayed with him, snuggled up against his side, breathing heavily as she drifted off.
In the morning, Cam woke with the sun. He sat with his back against one of the cart’s big wheels and watched Key sleep for a few minutes. She was so calm and peaceful, and he wished she could stay like that, no worries at all, not a care in the world. If he could change the world so that she didn’t have to take up her spear ever again, he’d do it in an instant.
He thought of Theus’s skin bubbling red, burning away in chunks.
He got up, stretched, and walked through the camp. Families were waking up, crawling out from their tents, speaking softly to their loved ones, brushing out clothes and preparing small meals to go along with the community breakfast. In a couple hours, the column would start its trek up the switchbacks, and if their ambush the night before had worked, they’d reach the Mansion before the end of the day without any problems.
Wishful thinking, of course, but he had to hope.
Cam slipped past the column’s edge and headed into the woods, his spear in his hand as always, like a fifth limb. He walked down toward the stream they’d camped near, his boots sinking into the sandy silt on the bank, and scooped some water up into his mouth, taking large gulps and looking out across the water. He knelt on a large rock and brushed his fingertips along the pebbles that lined the streambed. The morning was crisp and comfortable, but he couldn’t bring himself to enjoy it, not with Theus lying in pain. He hadn’t heard from Miuri yet, and if she didn’t return to the Human cam
p soon, he’d have to go find Theus himself.
As he hefted his spear on his shoulder, he heard a cracking twig in the forest behind him.
He whirled, spear down and held ready, half expecting to find another warrior out for his morning constitutional. Instead, Felin stood thirty feet away, wearing a white and gray tunic with laces in the front, the bust untied just enough to reveal her breasts. She wore a dark red skirt with a heavy brown belt, and a pair of dark brown boots that reached almost to her knees. She had a long knife at her hip in a leather sheath and a worn leather pack slung over her back. Her hair was long and wild but parted and pushed back. It hung like ribbons over her shoulders.
She looked Human. He had to marvel at her for a moment. He was so used to seeing her as a naked, wild thing, ready to turn into a wolf at any moment. But now, standing before him fully dressed, her face washed and clean, a little smile on her lips, he had to admit that she looked beautiful.
And very Human.
“Felin,” he said and walked toward her.
She didn’t move. “You did what I asked,” she said.
“And did it work?” He couldn’t help the eager note in his tone.
Her smile got bigger. “It worked,” she said. “I suspect the Elves will find our camp sometime this morning and see what you’ve done.”
Cam let out a breath as relief flooded over him. He looked Felin top to bottom and her smile got even bigger. He stopped a few feet away from her and leaned on his spear, his head tilted.
“You’re sure it worked?” he asked. “You’re sure it’s safe for us now?”
“Safe enough,” she said. “I had to sneak away with just what I could carry, which isn’t much. There’s another pack leader trying to step up into the Alpha role, but there are others fighting him for the position. Even if he manages to subdue his rivals, it’ll take days at best. They won’t bother your people again before you reach the Mansion.”