by Aaron Riley
Aiden shivered and Darkan put his arm around him. Aiden instantly felt warm and safe. He leaned his head onto Darkan and could hear his heart beating faster than normal.
Darkan lifted Aiden's head by the chin and looked him in the eyes. “You take my breath away, Aiden.”
He couldn't hold himself back any longer. Aiden reached up and kissed Darkan. His arms enveloped Aiden immediately and pulled him further in. Their tongues touched and Aiden inhaled sharply at the injection of pleasure.
“I can't stop thinking about you,” Darkan whispered between kisses. He kissed Aiden's neck and nibbled gently.
Aiden closed his eyes. The fire between his legs was impossible to ignore. “Become one with me, Darkan. I need you.”
The two didn't bother taking their clothes off. The cold was too much. Darkan laid Aiden into the grass of the hill. They locked eyes and communicated that it was time without saying a single word.
Darkan fumbled with his dark brown pants until they were brought down around his knees. Aiden's eyes grew big at the sight of Darkan's manliness.
Darkan looked down at himself and smiled. “Never seen another man naked before?”
Aiden blushed. “I imagined it would look similar to mine. But this is so much bigger than I thought.
Darkan grinned. “I'm not an average specimen.”
“Apparently not.”
Aiden bent over and stuck his ass out for Darkan to take. Darkan placed his hands on Aiden's hips, his fingers clenching his skin.
Aiden's body was finally ready. Darkan kissed his back as he entered Aiden. He gasped as Darkan filled hun completely.
“Oh my gods,” he said.
Darkan pumped in and out, his every muscle straining. “You feel so good, Aiden.”
Aiden dug his fingernails into the grass from the sudden burst of pleasure. He wanted to live in that moment forever with Darkan.
Darkan slid his slick cock deeper and deeper. Aiden moaned loudly and Darkan shushed him.
“Don't want to wake the others,” he said.
Aiden nodded and closed his eyes, focusing on every sensation. Darkan slapped Aiden's ass and Aiden had to bite his bottom lip to keep from screaming.
The pleasure was building within Aiden. He'd never felt anything like it before. He didn't know what was happening to his body but the ecstasy finally reached its peak.
Darkan sensed what was about to happen and shoved his fingers into Aiden's mouth as he detonated around him. Aiden's body bucked and quaked beneath him as he orgasmed.
It was all too much for Darkan to handle. He pounded into Aiden as he released his seed, his orgasm so intense that he couldn't keep from screaming.
For a moment, they were one.
The fiery pleasure finally died down and Darkan collapsed next to Aiden. Both were sweaty, exhausted, and out of breath.
Aiden stared at the stars with his chest heaving up and down. He could feel Darkan's stickiness spilling out of him.
“Is it always that good?” he asked.
“That was something else,” Darkan replied.
Aiden curled up next to him for warmth as his body began to cool down. “I'm still tingling. I thought I was going to explode at one point.”
Darkan held Aiden's head against his chest and brushed his hair. “Me too.”
Aiden reached down and felt Darkan's shaft harden within his grip. “Oh my gods.”
Darkan lifted Aiden's chin and kissed him. “Want to go again?”
Aiden didn't even know that was an option. He didn't know if his body could take anymore. The one time was crazy enough.
But he couldn't resist.
Chapter Fifteen
Darkan and Aiden were able to get a couple hours more sleep after their passionate night together.
Aiden lay in his strong arms fast asleep until a voice woke them up.
“Looks like you two had an interesting night.”
Aiden opened his eyes to see a figure standing before them, blocking out the sun. His eyes focused and realized it was Garel. He immediately blushed and thought he needed to cover himself up but he wasn't even naked.
“What time is it?” Darkan asked, ignoring Garel's remark.
Garel looked up at the sun. “About two hours.”
“We should get going.”
“That was my thought exactly,” Garel replied. He walked back down the hill to join the rest of the Rangers.
“Well that was embarrassing,” Aiden said. “I guess all the Rangers know about us now.”
“Don't worry about them.” Darkan kissed him and Aiden forgot all about it.
“How do you do that? Make me only think about you.”
Darkan shrugged. “Did you get enough sleep?” He stood up and offered his hand to Aiden.
“Not nearly enough,” he replied, taking his hand and getting up. Aiden brushed off grass from his shirt and realized his hair was all in knots. “You don't happen to have a brush do you?”
Darkan laughed. “Definitely not. But you sure look good.”
Aiden tried to rake his fingers through his hair but it was a poor substitute. “I guess I'll have to make do.”
Darkan and Aiden walked down the hill to find Belim cooking some eggs on a pan.
“Good morning,” Darkan said. “After breakfast we'll get going.”
Aiden expected the guys to make a joke about the two of them but they all acted normal. Belim handed a plate of eggs to Aiden and
he devoured them in seconds.
The food was eaten, the fire was put out, and the Rangers geared up.
“Farondil, do you have their tracks?” Darkan asked.
Farondil looked to ground and then pointed to the hills beyond. “They were still moving in the same direction. If we move fast, we'll either catch up to them or find their village.”
“I would prefer to face them out in the open,” Garel said.
Darkan nodded. “If they get back to their village, who knows how many additional barbarians we'll have to face.”
The Rangers of the Old Forest and Aiden set out again. Farondil took the lead while Darkan walked with Aiden.
The group climbed hill after hill, only stopping for a moment for Farondil to catch the barbarian's trail.
As they crested a hill, Demorac spotted a trail of smoke in the distance, billowing into the sky. “I think we finally caught up with them.”
Darkan got down to one knee and glanced up at the sun. It was just a couple hours after noon. “We need to be quiet from now on. Weapons out and everyone stay together. We'll get as close as possible and scout them out first before we strike. Everyone in agreement?”
The Rangers all nodded and took out their weapons.
Darkan looked at Aiden. “You stay right behind me the whole time and do your best not to make a noise. We don't want to alert them of our presence.”
Aiden took out his shiny dagger. “Don't worry about me. I'll be fine.”
The Rangers kept low to the ground as they conquered the last remaining hills. They got down onto their hands and knees and crawled to the top of the last one until they finally could see the source of smoke.
They didn't see a small camp.
They had reached the barbarian's village.
Chapter Sixteen
The Rangers looked at each other in disbelief.
The barbarian village was huge. Huts as far as the eye could see. The place filled with so many barbarians you couldn't count them all.
“Keep low. We can't risk being spotted,” Darkan said.
“There's too many of them,” Farondil whispered.
“What do we do now?” Aiden asked.
Darkan ducked his head behind the hill until he was out of sight. “We aren't going to be able to take on the whole village by ourselves,” Darkan replied.
“But we can't just leave now. Not after coming all this way,” Belim said.
“You're right. We aren't just going to run away like cowards. We first need to locate
the prisoners. Our goal will be to get them out with the least amount of barbarians dead.”
“Shouldn't we kill as many as we can?” Aiden asked.
Darkan shook his head. “That will only increase the risk of the barbarians raising the alarm. We don't want the whole village coming down on us.”
“And how do we all go about the village looking for the prisoners?” Garel asked.
Demorac spoke up, “I could go by myself and find them. You know that I'm the most stealthy out of the group.”
Darkan scratched his stubble. “Demorac may have a point. The whole group of us going through the village will no doubt be more dangerous.”
“The village is way too big for just one person. There's got to be hundreds of huts to search and we have no idea where the prisoners are.”
“I'm glad you nominated yourself,” Darkan said.
Belim pointed at Garel and laughed.
Garel could only roll his eyes at the situation. “That's fine.”
“Then when night falls, Demorac and Garel will sneak through the village until they find the prisoners.”
Demorac and Garel agreed.
“But if you find them, I want you to do nothing and report back. Do I need to repeat myself?” Darkan asked.
“Of course not,” Demorac replied.
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The Rangers sat behind the hill and waited for night to come. The barbarians used torches throughout to light the village but there were plenty of shadows for a Ranger to hide in.
Demorac and Garel took off their packs to lighten the load. Demorac dropped his Mace and borrowed one of Garel's many daggers.
Darkan put his hands on both their shoulders and looked them in the eyes.“Remember, you're Rangers of the Old Forest. Be safe and good luck.”
Garel and Demorac disappeared into the night.
Aiden could hear his heart beating in his ears. If they were found, things could get ugly pretty quick.
“Do we just wait for them to come back?” Aiden asked.
“Pretty much,” Darkan replied.
“But isn't there something we can do to help?”
Darkan held Aiden's hand. “I know how you feel but we can't risk being spotted. That might get them killed and us at the same time.”
Aiden turned back to the barbarian village. The torches flickered in his eyes and he couldn't find Garel or Demorac in the shadows. He hoped that they would make it back in one piece.
But he hoped above all else that his parents would be found.
Chapter Seventeen
The group sat on the hill, watching and waiting. Demorac and Garel were still not back yet and worry began to set in.
“Where are they? It's been hours,” Aiden asked.
“Be patient. Those two are the best Rangers we got. They'll be back trust me,” Darkan replied.
Aiden heard a rustling behind him. His heart fluttered at the thought of a barbarian behind him. He spun around to find Garel and Demorac standing before him with smiles on their face. They had sneaked out of the village and flanked the group of adventurers without being noticed.
“We found the prisoners,” Garel said.
Aiden felt a rush of joy. “Where are they?”
“Middle of the village.”
Aiden stood up. “What are we waiting for? Let's go save my parents.”
Darkan grabbed Aiden and pulled him back down to the grass. “Don't get so hasty.” He turned to Garel. “How many guards?”
“Heavily guarded. At least ten barbarians that we could see.”
Aiden started counting the group and stopped midway. “We definitely don't have ten.”
“Damn. This might be harder than I thought. Even if we're able to kill the guards without being noticed, getting the prisoners out of the village without being noticed will be next to impossible,” Darkan said.
“But we can't just leave them,” Aiden said.
Belim laughed. “We didn't come all the way here to just give up and go home.”
Darkan nodded. “Any ideas then?”
“Attacking the village head on would be suicide,” Farondil said.
“Is there a way to sneak the prisoners out without the guards knowing?” Demorac asked.
“There's too many guards,” Belim began, “It only takes one to notice a prisoner lagging behind for the whole mission to go south.”
Garel snapped his fingers. “I got it!”
“Well spit it out. We can't wait forever,”Aiden said.
Garel sneered at Aiden. “We need a distraction. Get the village focused on something else. That should make killing the guards and getting the prisoners out easier.”
“And what kind of distraction are you thinking of?” Darkan asked.
Demorac grew a devilish grin. “A fire.” He turned to the village and the rest of the group looked too. He pointed to some huts in the southwestern end. “We set fire to a corner of the village. Everyone comes to help and I'm willing to bet that some of the guards will leave their post too.”
Darkan looked to the rest of the Rangers. “That sounds better than anything I could come up.”
Farondil slapped Demorac on the back. “I bet you're volunteering.”
Demorac shrugged. “Of course.”
“As good as this plan is, how are you going to escape the whole village coming down on you? They'll be hot on your trail and there's no way you can take on all the barbarians by yourself,” Darkan asked.
Demorac shrugged. “I'll be able to disappear. They won't even know what hit them.”
Darkan knew that Demorac wasn't just being overconfident. Out of the Rangers of the Old Forest, he was the one that might actually be able to pull this off.
“Okay then. We'll wait until the middle of the night when they least expect an attack. Everyone in agreement?” Darkan asked.
The Rangers nodded in agreement.
“I'm in too,” Aiden said.
“No way,” Darkan replied.
“You'd be safer here,” Farondil added.
“You know better than to argue with me on this. The only way I'm staying here is if I'm already dead.”
Darkan knew he wouldn't be able to stop him. Aiden was too determined. At least he could keep Aiden safe if he was close to him.
Chapter Eighteen
The moon reached the middle of the sky and the village had finally quieted down. Torches flickered light against the huts.
The Rangers minus Demorac worked their way to the eastern side, keeping silent on the outskirts.
They reached a good vantage point and watched and waited for Demorac's signal. Adrenaline coursed through Aiden, spiking his heartbeat. He never felt so alive. And with Darkan by his side he never felt so safe.
“When the signal goes off, Aiden and I will stay here.” Darkan lifted his bow and the Rangers understood. “The rest of you kill the guards as fast as you can. Bring the prisoners back here and we'll meet Demorac at the meeting point.”
“And what if we get in trouble?” Belim asked.
“Then it's a good day to die,” Darkan replied.
Belim grinned. “So it is.”
Aiden didn't think think it was a good day to die. He'd finally made a connection with a man. Someone he never even dreamed could exist. And he could definitely spend the rest of his life with him.
He thought back to the night before. Darkan behind him, thrusting in and out, over and over again. Goosebumps formed over his skin and Aiden shivered.
“What are you thinking about?” Darkan asked.
Aiden didn't even know he was watching him. He immediately looked away and shook his head. “Nothing.”
Darkan cocked an eye at him. Aiden was so transparent. Darkan knew exactly what he was thinking about.
And he was thinking about the same thing.
That night before had been the best night in his life.
Before he could say anything else, a fire on the opposite side of the village became visible.
; The huts on the southwestern side caught fire quick. A bell rang throughout the village. Barbarians stormed out of their homes and ran to the blaze. Orders were being shouted out.
“Look!” Farondil pointed to the huts where the prisoners were being held. “Five guards left to go fight the fire.”
Belim lifted his warhammer. “That leaves only five left.”
“Go now,” Darkan began, “We take out each guard at the same time. Wait for my arrow.”
Garel counted the group and scratched his head. “Will Aiden be throwing his knife to kill the last one?”
“He'll be watching my back while I take out two at once.”
Aiden unsheathed his dagger and looked at his eyes in the blade. They were eyes that weren't ready for battle.
Garel, Farondil, and Belim, sneaked into the village undetected. There was so much commotion that they probably didn't even need to hide in the shadows. With everyone running around, they wouldn't even be noticed. Even the guards were distracted by the fires in the distance.
“I hope Demorac is okay,” Aiden said.
Darkan drew his bow. “Don't worry about him, he knows how to take care of himself.”
Aiden didn't feel reassured. There were so many barbarians moving to the southwestern side that Demorac would be in big trouble if he was spotted.
Darkan watched Garel take position behind one of the guards. Belim and Farondil did the same. Darkan nocked an arrow and took aim at one of the other guards. He would need to loose his arrow fast and get the other one out before the last guard could alert his friends.
Darkan took a deep breath and let it fly. The arrow coasted through the night sky and landed in the guard, the arrowhead disappeared deep in his chest.
The others sprung into action. Garel came from behind, put his hand over the guard's mouth and slid the knife across his throat. The guard was dead before he hit the ground.
Belim lifted his heavy warhammer over his head and let it down full force on the head of the guard. It exploded into red chunks.
Farondil slid his thin rapier through the back of the guard and stuck him right through the heart.