Dragons of Asgard 2

by Jacobs, Logan

  “Flip over,” I commanded, and I grabbed her hips to help roll her onto her hands and knees.

  Eira flipped her long red hair over her shoulder, and her slender back and perfect ass was exposed to me, so I grabbed a handful of her arse before I reached back and slapped it hard.

  “Mmmm, yes,” Eira gasped, and she looked back at me through thick, heavy eyelashes. “Again.”

  I wasn’t one to disappoint, so I reared my hand back once more and smacked her ass even harder.

  Her knees buckled, but I quickly grabbed her by the hips and held her up as I guided my cock into her slick pussy.

  “Oooh, fuck,” the redhead breathed. “Fill me up, Rath. Harder.”

  Eira was more demanding than either Kas or Asta, but I liked a woman who knew what she wanted, and I was bound and determined to give it to her.

  I held her hips in place as I thrust in and out as hard as I could, and the sound of our hips colliding filled my ears as I enjoyed the sight of her muscled ass bouncing against me.

  “You’re so fucking sexy,” I growled as I pounded into her even harder.

  “Oh, yeeessss,” she moaned. “Don’t stop.”

  A second later, Eira’s fingers dug into the ground in front of her as her pussy clenched my cock yet again.

  “I’m cooomminnng,” she groaned, and she looked back and locked eyes with me. “Give me your come, Rath. I want you to fill me with your seed.”

  The sheer look of pleasure on her face sent me over the edge, and I pushed into her as deeply as I could. Then I unloaded my come into her pussy as she milked me for all I was worth. Lightning raced up my spine as my cock continued to jerk within the vise-grip of her velvet walls, and my eyes rolled back into my head as my ears rang.

  “Mmm,” Eira keened as she arched her back, and she pressed her ass against me even harder so that my spraying tip kissed the puckered entrance to her womb. “Give me every last drop.”

  My cock pulsated and jerked for what seemed like an entire minute as I emptied myself completely inside of Eira’s hot pussy, and once I had finished, the redhead pitched forward onto the ground. My shaft slipped out of her with a wet popping sound, and I groaned deep in my chest as I watched my seed drip out of her pink and swollen pussy lips and down across her thighs. Then I collapsed onto the ground beside the redheaded warrior, and we laid there heavily panting for some time before I looked over at the redhead and smiled.

  “That was well worth the wait,” she chuckled.

  “I thought so, too,” I laughed, but then I thought about what she’d said earlier. “I never knew you wanted me this way until recently. Why didn’t you say anything?”

  “Why didn’t you?” she countered.

  “You were my superior,” I scoffed. “I wasn’t going to come onto you and risk getting kicked out of the warband. Or worse, having you reject me.”

  “Well, that wouldn’t have happened,” she said matter-of-factly. “But I understand.”

  “We’re here now.” I smiled. “That’s all that matters.”

  Eira smiled back at me, and then she scooted closer to me and laid her head on my chest.

  The next thing I knew, I opened my eyes to see Blar’s face far too close to my own.

  “Hey,” I chuckled and reached up to pet the little dragon.

  It was still dark out, but I could see on the horizon the sun was going to rise soon. We needed to get going.

  A quick glance around showed everyone else was still asleep.

  “Eira,” I whispered as I lightly shook the redhead’s shoulder.

  She startled awake, and her hand gripped my forearm hard while she stared at me with piercing green eyes. She blinked, but then realization hit her, and she gasped and let go of my arm.

  “I’m sorry,” she whispered, and she covered her mouth.

  “Never apologize for being a good warrior,” I chuckled quietly. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted Kas and Asta to know about us, so I thought I’d wake you up first.”

  “Do you care if they know?” she asked me, and she cocked her head to the side slightly.

  “Not at all.” I smiled softly. “They like you.”

  “Then they can know,” the redhead said. “However, I don’t think they would particularly care to see me naked, so I will get dressed before you get them up.”

  “Alright,” I laughed.

  Once everyone was awake, we ate some peaches while we got everything ready to go. Then I found the horned horse creatures a hundred yards or so away, so I led them back to the cart and hooked them back up.

  After that was done, I joined the girls in the grass.

  Kas had her spell book pulled out, along with the locks of hair and rings we’d stolen from the elves.

  “Alright,” the strawberry-blonde said as I approached. “I think it will be best if we do this one at a time. We need to figure out who wants to be who, though.”

  “I’ll be the man with dark-blue hair,” I volunteered, and I grabbed a hold of the lock of hair and ring. “What do I need to do?”

  “Give me the hair,” Kas said, and she held her hand out. “Then put the ring on.”

  The girls each chose a lock of hair and a ring as well, and Kas and Asta performed the spell to alter our appearance. I didn’t feel any different, but I knew I’d look like the blue-haired man to the dealers, and that was all that mattered.

  After the spell was completed, we all hopped onto the cart and followed Asta’s directions to the front of the field.

  There didn’t seem to be anything around, and I looked at our surroundings and pursed my lips. All I could see was yellow grass as tall as my shins in all directions. There weren’t any trees around, or any roads to speak of, it was all just yellow grass and blue sky.

  “You’re sure this is the right area?” I asked.

  “This is the front of the field.” Asta nodded.

  “It’s not quite daylight yet,” Kas reminded me. “Yesterday, the man said the deal happened just after dawn.”

  “You’re right,” I sighed.

  I was growing impatient waiting for these arseholes. Granted, we hadn’t been there long, but I couldn’t wait to get my hands on these dealers, especially knowing they’d have newly captured dragons with them.

  I didn’t understand how anyone could be so positively cruel. The evil nature of these men completely baffled me. I understood not everyone enjoyed being around animals, but to use them as slaves, and as a means for profit, just seemed so incredibly wrong.

  And these weren’t creatures that were unaware of what was happening, either. Most fish wouldn’t understand they’d been taken out of their home pond, but dragons were highly intelligent animals. Part of me even assumed they were more intelligent than elves or Aesir.

  Not only did they have a natural ability to understand the people around them, and different languages, but they also easily adapted to their surroundings. I’d been inside their minds, I’d sensed their emotions, and I knew they felt just as deeply as we did, which only made this whole situation that much worse.

  I took a deep breath to steady myself, and then I glanced over to the horizon. The dim blue of a new day was upon us, and the sun rose higher and higher as I watched. It wouldn’t be long until dawn was in full swing, and once that happened, all we had to do was wait for the dealers to show up.

  While we waited, we all busied ourselves. Asta sat in the driver's seat of the cart with Inger in her lap. Kas sat next to her with her spell book in her lap and Uffe at her feet, and Eira and I paced around and played with our weapons. I practiced lengthening and shortening my sword, and Eira absentmindedly flipped her sword in her hand as she walked.

  “Do you think we’ll need to know their names?” Asta asked.

  “I don’t think so.” I shook my head.

  “Just avoid calling them by their names.” Eira shrugged. “I doubt they’ll notice.”

  “Not the dealers.” The elf girl frowned. “I mean the bodies we’re in. How will
we know who they’re talking to?”

  “Mmm, good point.” Kas pursed her lips. “Just focus on who they’re looking at. People usually look at whoever they’re talking to.”

  “Alright,” Asta agreed, but she shifted in her seat and started to fiddle with her fingers. “I think I’m just nervous. It feels strange to meet them out in the open. I know we’ll look different to them, but you all look the same to me, and I feel the same.”

  “It is odd,” I assured her. “I feel the same way, but we just have to act like there’s nothing wrong.”

  “Yeah.” Eira nodded. “Just let Rath and I do all the talking. You’ll know when it’s time to attack.”

  “Okay.” Asta smiled at the redhead. “Thank you, Eira.”

  “Oh, and Asta,” Eira said with a smirk. “When you throw your axe, make sure you follow through. It will give you more power.”

  “Follow through?” the elf girl asked.

  “Like this,” Eira said, and she pulled a dagger out of nowhere and hurtled it at the cart. The small blade dug into the wood a few feet away from Asta, and the elf girl looked wide-eyed at the knife.

  “I will be sure to remember that.” Asta gulped.

  “Don’t look so worried,” Eira laughed. “If I wanted it to hit you, it would have.”

  Asta seemed to really like the warband leader, but judging from the look on her face, she was also terrified of her. I didn’t blame her, Eira was fierce, and Asta was sweet and bubbly by nature. The two were complete opposites of each other, but I supposed they could learn a thing or two from one another.

  I kept the dragons in the back of the cart while we waited, and I made sure to give them each a piece of the elven bread we’d found the night before. I had no doubt Blar had already eaten his, and probably half of Uffe’s as well, but I couldn’t risk the dealers seeing them.

  The enchantment would hold up, but I thought it would seem suspicious for these men to all of the sudden have three dogs with them when they’d never had them before.

  I wasn’t sure if these dealers were the kind to ask questions or not, but this was serious business, and if they sensed something was off about us, they could easily choose to walk away and find another buyer. I was sure there was no shortage of them around, not with the prices the dragons sold for.

  “Rath,” Kas suddenly hissed, and she nodded behind me.

  I turned around to see a wagon approaching from off in the distance. It looked similar to ours, except the horse-like creatures pulling it in front were white where ours were brown.

  The sun was officially up by now, and I knew this had to be the dealers. There was nobody else around here, and I doubted anyone would be out in this area for no reason.

  These were definitely our guys.

  The cart approached and came to a stop, and an older elf with short dark-brown hair and a long gray tunic peered at us over the animals that pulled the carriage.

  “You’re early,” he said in a low, gruff voice.

  “Sorry,” I chuckled nonchalantly. “We were eager to get going today.”

  “That so?” the man asked, and his eyes narrowed on me.

  I realized I probably wasn’t doing a great job of acting like the men they knew. Those arseholes were far from polite, so I’d have to try and be ruder if I wanted them to believe me.

  “Yeah,” I sneered. “Got a problem with that?”

  “Not at all,” the older elf said, but he still eyed me suspiciously. “Let’s get down to business, shall we?”

  “We don’t have all day,” Eira said, and she crossed her arms over her chest.

  The redheaded warband leader seemed to be playing the part well, and I had to remind myself not to smile at her.

  I glanced to the side and saw Kas look at me with wide eyes. I pinched my eyebrows together questioningly, and she glanced down at my pocket, then back up at me, then over to the older elf male.

  Realization hit me, and I quickly took the pipe out of my pocket. It’d belonged to the blue-haired guy, and he’d been smoking it the entire time we’d seen him. If we wanted to get anything out of these arseholes, they needed to believe us, and the pipe might help.

  I quickly lit the thing up, and I watched the older elf peer at me from the side. The sight of the pipe seemed to calm him down some, but not completely.

  “So, let’s see the products,” Eira said with a smile.

  The dark-haired elf whistled, and several other elves came out of the back of the cart with a small dragon cage in each hand.

  I was overwhelmed by the sensation of the dragons’ fear, but I took a deep breath and pushed it to the side so I could focus on the older elf and find out what he knew.

  The little dragons were going to be freed, whether they knew it or not, and until then they’d have to wait just a little longer.

  “Those look nice,” Eira said. “I bet you wish your boss didn’t pocket all the coins for a job well done.”

  The older elf narrowed his eyes on the redhead, and I could tell he knew something wasn’t right. Unlike the man who’d given the boss away, this arsehole seemed to have some semblance of loyalty, and the look on his face told me he wasn’t about to give up his boss, no matter what we did to him.

  Eira was trying her best to be nonchalant about the subject, but it was too late, this guy clearly knew something was off about the situation. It was time to take out these dealers as well, so I did a quick head count of the elves who brought out the baby dragons.

  Including the older elf, there were seven altogether. We were clearly outnumbered, but that was only if we didn’t count the dragons.

  I’d told Blar to keep an ear out for us, though, and as unreliable as he might be about staying out of the garden or snack tin, he was a great battle companion, and I knew he wouldn’t let me down.

  “How many did you say you wanted this time?” the older elf asked, and he carefully looked Eira up and down.

  I knew he was trying to pinpoint what exactly the problem was, but I doubted he’d figure it out. All he knew was whoever we were disguised as seemed off today.

  “The usual,” Eira said with a straight face.

  “Mhm.” The elf nodded, and I saw the slightest shift in his demeanor. “We do a lot of business, remind me what that is again?”

  Eira took a deep breath and turned to look at me. Then she sighed and turned back to the older elf.

  “Fuck it.” She shrugged and jumped up to kick the man square in his chest.

  With that, the fight had begun, and two of the men closest to me yanked their swords from their sheaths and charged me. Whether they knew we weren’t who they thought we were, or if they just thought we were trying to fuck them over, I couldn’t be sure, but either way, they were ready to battle.

  I quickly pulled my sword out and extended it to its full length, and one of the men charging me slid forward and attempted to slice at my legs with his sword. I was quick, though, and I jumped over his blade and brought mine down at the same time.

  I caught the man on the forearm, but he’d been moving too quickly for me to get through to the bone. Still, I’d made a deep gash, and his weapon went flying as he screamed and used his other hand to cover his wound.

  “Fuck!” the man yelled as blood dripped down his arm and onto the ground.

  I barely had time to recover from my swing before the next elf was on me. He lifted his sword over his head and tried to bring it down on me, but I quickly altered my stance and readied my blade to take the blow.

  The man gritted his teeth, and I noticed one of them was made of gold. His dark, bushy eyebrows were furrowed, and he had a nasty scar across his neck.

  Something told me this guy wouldn’t be as easy to kill as the last one.

  I held my stance as the elf tried to push his blade toward me. He was strong, and I couldn’t push him back, so I shifted my weight forward, lifted my back leg, and wrapped it around the elf’s thigh. Then I yanked my hip back so I pulled his leg out from under him
, and as he fell to the ground, I flipped my sword in my hand and stabbed it downward.

  The elf was quick, though, and he rolled out of the way so the tip of my sword dug into the ground instead of his face.

  He popped up onto his feet and swung at me quickly, and as he moved side to side, it was clear he was well trained in swordsmanship. He wasn’t the only one, though, and he gritted his teeth as I countered his blows.

  “You’re better with a sword than I figured you’d be,” he growled.

  “I could say the same for you,” I sneered as I countered yet another blow and raised my sword to retaliate.

  The man was growing irritated, and his blows became even more powerful as he grunted and swung at me over and over again.

  I was about to duck and roll to try and get the jump on him when I noticed a small portal appear just behind him. A second later, Blar came through it, and I ducked as he unleashed a huge blue flame at the elf’s back.

  “Fuuuck!” the man screamed, and he lost his balance and fell forward onto the ground.

  The man with a gash on his arm had apparently recuperated some, because the hair on the back of my neck stood up, and I turned just in time to see him come at me with a dagger in his good hand. His other arm hung limply by his side, and blood dripped down it and left a trail of red wherever he moved.

  I quickly took a step back and placed my boot on the neck of the burned man on the ground. Then I shortened my sword until it was just a foot long, and I threw it at the man with the dagger.

  My blade hit him square in the chest, and I immediately had an idea. I focused on extending the blade, and even though it wasn’t in my hand, it reverted to its larger profile.

  The man’s eyes went wide as my sword expanded inside his chest. The dagger fell from his hand, and he coughed up blood before he fell forward onto my blade.

  “Blar,” I said, and I held my hand out.

  The little blue dragon landed on my shoulder and breathed a blue flame into my hand. My sword appeared there, and I looked down at the man on the ground beneath my boot.

  “Fuckin’ do it already, then,” he sneered, and his gold tooth was once again exposed.