by Jane Price
Tentatively she stepped forward, trying to see if she could find the mysterious shape she had seen. Sadly, she was unable to find anything. As she strained her eyes into the distance something rushed past her ear.
Karla pulled away and quickly looked over at a tree where an arrow quivered in a tree. Ducking she spun around and loosed an arrow in the direction of the first arrow. As she did this she saw two arrows fly in her direction. She dodged both and took off in the opposite direction.
She hadn’t gotten a good look at what had shot at her, but in the quick second she had to look at the arrow that nearly killed her she had noticed that the fletching looked familiar. She felt her legs turn to jelly as she stopped running.
Her brothers were the ones who were shooting at her. This was an elaborate prank to get her away from the hunt. Angry more with herself than at her brothers she turned around to confront them and to walk back towards the village, but something caught her attention.
As she turned around she wasn’t confronted by her siblings but rather a large figure. He was about the size of her brother and he towered over her. His hair was long and tangled, his face covered in a matted beard. He was dressed in a cloak that blended in with the surrounding forest.
Especially now that it was spring and the forest was lush it was no wonder she hadn’t seen him. Karla looked up in horror into his piercing blue eyes. With two steps he was on top of her and before the last thing she remembered was him snatching the bow from her hand.
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Karla’s head throbbed as she struggled to open her eyes. She decided that it must have all been a terrible dream and that she must have eaten something strange before heading to bed that would have caused her to have such a vivid nightmare. But as she reached out to grab at the blankets in the bed she realized that they were not her blankets. In reality they were the blankets of the man who knocked her out.
She bolted upright and scanned the room, searching for the man. Her hand shot to her boot where she expected her knife to be but found only the sheath. The knife had been taken. Slowly she realized that she was alone in the room and listened closely to hear the sounds of an axe chopping wood coming from outside.
She had some time to gather herself and try to get away. Her eyes darted around the room as she looked for a weapon of some sort. She knew that she wanted to get her bow back, but she had a feeling her family would just be happy that she made it back alive, regardless of the bow.
Karla slid out of the bed and laid on the floor in an attempt to avoid the windows. She didn’t want to risk the chance that he would look in and see her. Crawling along the floor she saw a number of things that she wasn’t expecting. For one thing, on the table there was a plate of food made up and a mug of water sitting next to it.
She looked at it and felt her stomach growl, but she couldn’t trust him, let alone his food. Another thing she found was that her gear was laid out nearly on a chair next to the door.
She crawled over to it and hung the quiver across her back and slid the knife back into her boot. Karla then delicately picked up the bow and opened the door quietly. As the door creaked open she came face to face with a large wolf.
The beast’s muzzle was covered in blood and it began to snarl quietly. The hair on the back of the wolf’s neck stood up and bristled as Karla very calmly closed the door in the wolf’s face.
The lock on the door engaged and the wolf went ballistic. The large beast began to bark and scratch at the wooden door and Karla tore across the room towards the other door hoping that the large man would make his way to calm the dog and not think to go to the other exit. Karla had hoped incorrectly though.
As she reached out for the cast iron handle the door flung open and she was once again confronted by the large man. Not to mention the wolf which had torn around the house and bounded inside the room. The wolf was on high alert and it was obvious that there was very little that Karla would be able to do. However, the man didn’t do anything except for give her a command.
“Put the bow down slowly.” Karla was shocked to hear the man’s voice. It was raspy, but it was much more delicate than she had been expecting. Judging by how they had met she assumed that his voice would match his violent acts.
She did as she was told though and set her bow down on the table. Instantly, the wolf relaxed and sat down, its tail wagging. The man also relaxed, also in sync with the dog. “Some guard dog he is. If you don’t have a weapon he thinks you’re here to feed him.”
Karla stared at the man incredulously, completely unsure of how to even handle her current situation. The man made the first move though and reached out his hand. “The name is Rolki. It’s great to finally meet you.” Karla didn’t move, still frozen in her spot.
“I understand your hesitation. I live here and there have been a number of times I’ve seen you out in the woods.” However, I can’t get too close to the village so I watch from afar.” The man shook his head and laughed. “I know how strange it sounds. But I envy you and how gracefully you’re able to make your way through the woods.”
“If you envy me then why did you kidnap me?” Rolki stared at her in confusion and then made a face of understanding.
“Oh, no. You must have hit your head when you tripped. I saved you.” Karla looked at him, her expression unchanging. “Those men, they were trying to kill you for the buck. How hard did you hit your head?” Karla shook her head and sat down in the stool that was sitting next to the table.
“No, those were my brothers. They were playing some kind of twisted joke gone wrong.”
“Oh, well this is embarrassing,” the man said as he sat down in the chair on the other side of the table. “I saw them shoot arrows at you and rushed in to help. That was when you stumbled back.
I tried to catch you, but ended up just grabbing the bow from your hand as you fell.” He pushed the plate across the table to her. “Please, eat something. You must be starving.” She was, so she reached out and grabbed a piece of the dried meat that was on the plate.
“So, this is all a misunderstanding?” Karla’s teeth tore into the meat as she waited for his answer. He reached out towards the plate and grabbed a piece of meat.
“I swear to you, I would never do anything to endanger anyone.” She watched him in silence as he ate the dried meat, flecks of meat got caught in his beard which he gently brushed aside. As they ate in silence Karla was still slightly unsure about this man. She couldn’t help but be taken by him though.
He had changed out of the cloak and was only in a pair of trouser and a tight fitting shirt. His arms were as wide as tree trunks and she could see the definition of his muscles through the shirt. He was, in essence, the perfect man in her eyes. As she finished chewing the jerky that he had given her, she sat back in her seat.
“So, tell me your side of the story. Why were you banished?” The man’s jawline got taught and he tossed the piece of meat to the dog who gladly accepted. Leaning forward in his seat, Rolki raised a finger towards her face.
“What have you heard?”
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Karla sat in fear while Rolki stared into her very soul. She had thought his eyes were almost beautiful before, but under this kind of scrutiny she felt as though they were almost too dangerous. His pupils seemed to shift and change as if convincing her to tell him everything that she knew.
He was clearly blessed by the gods with those eyes. She looked down at the plate of food, but his hand flew out and grabbed her. His hand caught her just under the jaw and even though it seemed like his hands could crush her, they were delicate.
“I-I-I,” she stammered. She didn’t know what to tell him, because she was scared that if she said something wrong that he would punish her for it. As if he had read her mind his hand relaxed even more and his fingers grazed her cheek tenderly.
“I only heard about you for the first time today. My brothers treat you like a horror story that you tell children so that they behave.” She could feel tears wel
ling up behind her eyes as she spoke.
“There’s no reason to be scared,” Rolki said. “I know that you aren’t the one starting these rumors.” Karla took a deep breath and exhaled, calming herself.
“They said that about twenty years ago you disfigured your wife and she killed herself.” Karla looked up to try and read his expression, but she couldn’t seem to get any kind of read on him. His face sat still and somber.
“They said that she cursed your name and that you were banished to live here.” Karla looked away as she finished, “and it was my father that banished you.” As she said that last bit, Rolki took his hand away and sat back in his chair.
“So you’re the daughter of the Great Haygar.” Karla looked up and saw a smile creep across Rolki’s face. With a small laugh he continued. “That explains a lot.” He pushed away from the table and began to pace the room.
“Your father was a natural with the bow, it makes sense that you have the same affinity. Not to mention that prayer you said over the buck. That’s something I witnessed your father do on many hunts.” He nodded and looked over at Karla. “I understand why you were so wary of me then and I forgive you.”
“Well, is it true?” Karla felt the words come out of her mouth before she really even considered if she wanted to know. If they were untrue than that meant her father banished an innocent man. If they were true it meant she was stuck in the home with a man who had no problem disfiguring women. It seemed like a lose-lose situation for her. However, for some reason he laughed.
“It is both the truth and a fabrication.” Rolki crossed the room again and sat down on the bed where Karla had been sleeping not long before. “You see, the woman in question was my new bride. We had attempted to have a child before the ceremonies even took place which we knew was frowned upon by the gods, but we took the risk.” Rolki’s tone got much softer and his piercing blue eyes fell to the floor. “When the baby was due we were so excited. However, the gods had punished us.” Rolki coughed a few times and wiped a tear away from his eye.
“The baby was dead before he was born and it tore my wife apart. She killed herself not long after and it was your father that found me with her. She was loved in that community and I didn’t want to see her to be seen as weak, so I had your father create a story in which I broke her down to that point.” Rolki looked up at Karla who felt nothing but sadness for him. “The story has clearly evolved over the years, but your father did me a great service.”
Karla stood up and walked towards him. When she reached him, she held out her arms and allowed Rolki to fall into her bosom where he breathed heavily in her scent. She stood like this for a moment and then, slowly at first, she began to gently stroke his hair.
His large hands were wrapped around her thin waist and she couldn’t help but feel safe in his arms. She had never really seen a man be that open before and she felt as though it brought them closer together.
As her fingers began to tangle in his hair Karla felt those strong hands beginning to massage at her back. His fingers caressed her lower back and they traced the curve of her body. His fingertips played at the waistline of her pants and she felt his breath growing hot on her chest. Karla had never been with a man and had only ever played with herself so the feeling that she was growing up in her loins was startling.
She thought on this for a moment and was taken out of the thought when she felt Rolki’s face shifting in her chest. He had turned his face so that he was no longer seemingly laying his head on her chest but rather was nuzzling into her breasts. She felt goosebumps cascade across her arms and down into her hands as he did this and she felt a heat and warmth coming from her legs.
Rolki must have felt this as well because his hands that were just a few moments ago toying with the waistband had now slid inside. He looked up into Karla’s face and saw that her cheeks were flush red.
Smiling he craned his neck upward and began to kiss her. His lips were even gentler than his hands, Karla thought as their lips connected. Her lips felt dry but within a few moments she felt their lips sliding and locking in perfectly.
He now had one hand down the back of her pants, his fingers grasping at her ass. He squeezed them and laughed as Karla moaned. His hands were full of knowledge and experience and she wanted to see what he could do with them
His other hand slid up the back of her shirt and rubbed her back, his strong fingers kneading the sore muscles. She followed his lead and allowed her hands to slide down his back, her nails dragging across his skin. She felt the goosebumps travel down his back, following her hands.
Karla felt Rolki shifting and stepped back, their lips still connected in a passionate kiss and without breaking a sweat he lifted her up with him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, both of his hands were now firmly planted on her ass, kneading and massaging her butt.
Her nails dug further into his skin, but he didn’t seem to mind. He took one hand and knocked the plate off the table, the food falling to the floor. Within an instant the dog was on top of it, cleaning the mess.
He laid her down firmly with a soft “thump,” and she looked down to see his large hands delicately unfastening her blouse. In a moment of passion she reached down and tore the shirt off. Looking up she saw a smile on Rolki’s face and heard his wondrous laugh thunder out.
She laughed out with him and felt the wind get knocked out of her lungs when the man leaned in and began to lick her nipples. The sensation sent a wave of pleasure across her body that caused her to let out a small gasp,
His tongue flicked at her soft flesh and she felt her nipples hardening. His beard tickled at her skin and her hands raised up to clutch at his hair again. He stayed like this for a few moments, spending time latching onto each breast until she felt his hands once again working the fastening on her pants.
She allowed him to deftly untie the string that held her pants up and lifted herself up slightly so that he was able to pull them off. That was when Karla had the closest thing to a religious experience she’d ever had.
She was confused at first at the fact that Rolki abandoned her breasts to kiss her stomach, but felt like she saw the face of Thor when he reached her pussy. His lips kissed and touched her inner thigh and she felt herself jump what felt like a foot off the table.
His beard tickled once again at her skin but this time it wasn’t funny, but rather erotic. She had thought his lips were gentle against her own but she didn’t even know that they could be this gentle.
He turned his attention to her pussy then and began to kiss her lips. She felt her legs shaking and her fingers clutched at this hair, trying not to scream. She moaned loudly then when the kissing turned to his tongue and his long tongue began to lick her moist folds.
The heat that she had felt before got much more intense when the tip of his tongue flicked at her clit as he had done moments ago to her nipple. She pressed him further in as he passionately began to eat her out.
He continued like this for a few minutes, his tongue making long strokes up and down the entirety of her pussy and then switching up to short, fluttered strokes right in the center and upwards toward her clit.
She felt herself lose control twice and cum, but there was nothing she could do about that. Her legs shook uncontrollably and her fingers pulled at his hair, all the while he continued to eat. As she came for the third time she felt him shifting once again, this time he was raising up.
With one hand he unfastened his own pants, with the other he wiped away her juices from his beard. She didn’t know what was coming over her, but she reached up and pulled him down close to him and she kissed him passionately, tasting herself on his lips made her moan and she felt her body beginning to lose control again. In that moment, Rolki’s pants hit the floor and she felt him pressing up against her
Karla had only ever touched herself and didn’t know what to expect so as she looked down and saw his dick, she let out a small yelp. Rolki looked down at her and chuckled slightly as he slid his fing
er inside her.
She moaned gently as he did this and felt him allowing his fingers to feel around inside her. After a few moments he inserted a second finger and she felt how tight she was. Rolki continued to finger her, using this as a time to stretch her out slightly.
Before long though he started to test the water and slid the head of his penis inside her. With a loud moan she clawed at the table trying to find something to hold on to. Slowly he pressed himself in further as Karla struggled to catch her breath.
Before she knew it he was entirely inside her and she felt her eyes rolling into the back of her head, her body was in a constant state of euphoria. She had thought that being alone in the forest was nice but there was something to be said about spending it alone with another person.
That was when Rolki began to thrust, his pelvis grinding into hers. She was unable to contain herself and with each thrust she let out a loud moan. Soon, with each thrust she was yelling his name and she no longer had control over her body.