Billy cleared his throat. “I was actually a peer mediator in high school, so fighting isn’t really—”
“I brought you here not to converse freely but to give you a gift,” the voice said with a little irritation. Though it firmly believed in the outlander’s potential, his foolishness was clearly grating on the mysterious being.
“Oh, for real? What is it?” he asked with less curiosity than one might expect given the situation.
“Do you remember what this is?” A glowing green orb appeared in front of Billy, coming from inside the bright light of the entity speaking to him.
“A... core?” The word came to Billy effortlessly. That was definitely what this thing was, he was sure. He couldn’t recall what it was for—but he knew it was important.
“Correct. This core will enhance you, making you mightier. Your ability to attune to these cores is why you were chosen.”
“Oh, rad. Who are you, again?”
The entity ignored his question. “This shall likely be the last core I give you freely—at least for a long time. You must find others yourself. There is one not far from you now, which I believe you shall find if you keep your wits about you and stay the course that you’ve set for yourself. It’s almost as though this is your... destiny.” The voice faded out on the last word. It was gone.
“Okay,” Billy said as the core entered his body, burning him, setting his veins on fire, but then he woke up. In his old life, he’d been a late riser, but tonight he awoke with a start in the middle of the night, for kneeling before him was the beautiful Audelia, whose blue eyes burned hot with yearning as she crawled between his legs and pulled up his tattered, improvised loincloth.
Audelia inhaled audibly, sucking in air with an aroused gasp. Her reaction was a response to the impressive length and girth of the barbarian’s manhood, which lay perfectly between them, stirring to life now under her seeking hands. Without waiting for a signal or a reaction from Billy, the warrior woman gripped his shaft with intention and began pumping from the base as she licked her lips. Her dreamlike gaze flickered between the barbarian’s wide eyes and his rapidly elongating cock.
“Audelia, this—”
“—Shhh” she said, hushing him and placing her other hand upon his thigh reassuringly.
Billy couldn’t bring himself to protest any further. It certainly wasn’t that he was unwilling—just that he was confused. How often had he been in a situation like this before? Literally never. Forget the extremely specific scenario of an impossibly sexy warrior woman seducing him in the dead of night in a rundown stable—he was a virgin. He had never even been kissed by a girl before. For a moment, the thought made him doubt himself. Still, since he arrived, he’d found he was somehow naturally good at fighting and dodging. Hopefully he had been blessed with other carnal gifts.
For a moment, Audelia stopped milking his manhood, and Billy feared that in the time that she took to do whatever she was planning to do, he would go soft. However, as she reached for the clasp in her chainmail brassiere, Billy gulped and knew that wouldn’t be the case. With a delicate but precise movement, the top came loose, and she pulled it aside and dropped it to the floor seductively. Two weighty and hypnotically perfect breasts now stared the barbarian in the face. She squeezed her tits together with her elbows as she leaned forward once again, her small puffy nipples just a few shades pinker than her flawlessly smooth skin. Billy unconsciously licked his lips at the blessed sight.
On hands and knees, she crept forward and once again found the base of his engorged shaft with her hands, but she didn’t stop there. Moistening her lips as her tongue drew circles around them, she took the tip of his cockhead into her mouth and teased it with her wet and nimble tongue, massaging and pleasuring him with skill.
“Oh, holy shit,” Billy groaned as he grabbed her raven-black locks. “You are the fucking best. Thank you so much!”
Awkward words aside, the warrior woman only quickened her pace, sliding his cock deeper into her throat, little by little, attempting to take as much of it as she could, but she had to take it slow. Her head bobbed up and down, questing for his pleasure, enduring his tip as it started stabbing at the back of her throat, causing her to gag a few times. Each time she coughed or choked in discomfort, she felt Billy grow concerned for her, even trying once to pull her off of him, but she brushed his powerful hand aside and stayed the course with a muffled protest.
The sensation was unlike anything Billy had experienced before. He began thrusting his hips forward unconsciously as the beauty bounced her head down his length, the delightful friction of her wet lips and loving tongue filling him with pleasure. His grip on her hair grew tighter, rougher, and before long, he felt as though he were going to experience his first orgasm from oral sex.
“I think I’m going to cum,” he groaned.
“Mmmm,” she mumbled in reply, granting him her blessing as she accelerated her pace. He didn’t need much encouragement at all—within seconds, wave after wave of hot, sticky fluid coated the inside of Audelia’s mouth as Billy moaned in satisfaction and arched his back slightly in relief.
“Hoooly fuck,” he said. “Oh my gosh, you’re so amazing. I really like you.”
The topless woman grinned at him with a thick glob of semen dripping down her lip. She swallowed with an audible gulp and licked up the straggling bits descending from her chin. Audelia pulled herself on top of him so that her warm naked breasts were pressed against his muscled chest. From here, Billy could smell the surprisingly sweet scent of her sweat.
Audelia threw her hands around Billy’s neck and kissed it passionately, nibbling and licking savagely as her hand guided his to her ass. “Not very experienced, are you?” she asked knowingly.
“What gave me away?” asked the meek but muscled barbarian.
“Everything,” she said as she continued to ravish his neck, biting playfully at his collarbone.
“Sorry,” he answered, reddening from embarrassment.
“Don’t apologize,” she whined at him.
“Sorry,” he repeated. “Shit, sorry, I mean... shit!”
Audelia laughed, her face buried in Billy’s impressive chest. The vibrations of her voice against his skin and bones were a different kind of pleasant, another sort of intimacy that he’d never even imagined before. The feeling of a beautiful naked woman giggling into his chest was something he could certainly get used to.
His hands finally worked up the confidence to begin squeezing her ass gently. “Thanks for that,” he said. “I had a lot of fun, but you didn’t need to do that, you know.”
“Oh, do you think we’re finished, outlander?” she asked coyly.
“Uhh...” Billy’s face went fully crimson as Audelia’s hips started wriggling her crotch against his. The barbarian’s grip on Audelia’s firm but bubbly ass involuntarily grew tighter, and he was surprised and aroused to hear the warrior woman utter a soft moan directly into his ear as she continued to smear her slick sex against his already rejuvenated cock.
“Would you like to aid me in removing my garments, outlander?” she whispered breathily in Billy’s ear.
“O—Okay,” Billy grunted as he found the clasp on her chainmail loincloth. For a moment, all she was wearing was a black thong, but with the loincloth removed, she quickly and easily slid out of even that, and Billy was treated to the exquisite sight of a shockingly well-groomed black mound of pubic hair framing a sopping wet pussy. “Oh my gentle Jesus,” Billy gasped. His cock was inches away from Audelia’s entrance, and he knew that it would be inside her within seconds. His heart beat harder than it had ever beaten before. Harder than it did when he faced the troll. Harder than it did when he asked Kelly Miller to the Winter Formal.
Sure enough, the nude woman atop him gripped his manhood and positioned it against her pussy lips, rubbing it carefully to coax her dripping folds open. When he felt the tip penetrate her even the slightest bit, he thrust forward, unable to contain himself. Audelia gasped, a
lmost a shriek, as her face betrayed a look of pain, just as Billy’s must have shown sheer pleasure.
“Oh shit, I’m so sor—”
“Don’t apologize,” she said, gazing lustfully down at the perfect picture of masculinity in front of her. “You mongrel. How dare you be so rough?” but even as she complained, her hips had begun working, and her eyes rolled back in her head as her words faded to moans. She rocked against him to and fro as she slowly adjusted to his entire imposing length and girth. “Fuck, outlander, I feel so... full! You’re too huge!”
He started to apologize again. “Sor—”
“Shut up!” she shouted in a cry that was equal parts ecstasy and irritation as she quickened her pace. “Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!” Her ass pushed against his leg as her wet opening swallowed his shaft, taking all of him inside her again and again as she bounced up and down, her rump slapping against his thighs with each downward motion. “Oh, by Ko’ra!” she screamed. She shrieked a high-pitched cry of pleasure as she reached completion, her cervix tightening in contractions around Billy’s shaft.
Billy groaned, but he wasn’t yet nearing his own finale. His groan was more a reaction to the orgasmic contortions of the beauty atop him. It was beyond sexy to see such a powerful and gorgeous woman vulnerable and shaky with pleasure, writhing atop him like a sexy cobra. But having just orgasmed only minutes before, and with all the stamina his new body seemed to possess, he felt like he could go all night.
Audelia collapsed against Billy’s chest, but Billy held her legs tight against him, keeping himself inside her. He thrust upward, pounding her womanhood with a relentless onslaught of blows. She received his cock again and again, but she was already at her breaking point, and her orgasm began anew, stacking one on top of the other as she began crying and mewling in his ear like a deranged kitten as she frantically raked her nails upon his chest and neck. Billy even felt her drool dripping down the side of his face as she lost all control. Her body shivered erratically as she gave in to wave after wave of climax, and he felt with each new layer of orgasm he bestowed upon her, his cock was blessed with yet another coating of her nectar.
It had reached the point, now, after another twenty minutes or so, where Billy had grown more than a little concerned for the woman, but he hadn’t finished. Still, he had to pull out. She was quaking uncontrollably, her breaths each carrying desperate, shaky whimpers. The warrior woman’s legs twisted and ground against themselves as she groaned, moaned, and even wept in a frenzy of pleasure. Her teeth chattered as though she were shivering from cold, but she was hot to the touch. For a minute he worried he’d gone too far, but when he pulled out he took it as a good sign that she immediately wrapped herself around him in a firm embrace, quivering against him and feverishly kissing every part of his body she could.
It was several long minutes before she could speak again. Her haggard eyes stared into his with adoration and astonishment. Breathless, she stroked his face frantically. It was meant to be a gentle, affectionate gesture, but she was so disoriented that it instead felt reckless, as passionate as the intense sex they’d just shared.
“I couldn’t finish you,” she whined sorrowfully as she cupped his face in her hands. Her lips pouted at him with regret. “I’m sorr—”
“-Shhh,” said the barbarian. Don’t apologize.”
Chapter 4
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Sunlight crept into the stable as dawn shone on the horizon. Billy awoke, slightly sore, though he was uncertain if it was from his tryst with Audelia, the raven-haired battle maiden, or his battles over the previous days catching up with him. A third possibility occurred to him as he remembered where he was; the soreness was just as likely from sleeping on a thin pile of rotten straw that rest atop a hardwood floor.
With a grunt, he curled his neck to better see the nude woman lying on top of him. He was large enough that he could physically accommodate her entire body—a human mattress. He laughed at the thought. He’d been called many things, but never that.
The barbarian delicately lifted the sleeping woman off of his chest and placed her on the straw beside him. He stood up, adjusting his loincloth so that it properly covered him once again, and gathered his bag, heading toward the stable entrance. He had a mission for Grint that he needed to get to, and he intended to see it done.
“Do you jest?” Audelia’s lovely voice rose with ire above the sounds of the slums outside waking up.
Billy spun around, caught red-handed. “Hey!” he said. “Good morning! I have a job to do, so I thought I’d let you sleep and—”
“—And how was I supposed to find you?” Her eyes narrowed at the sight of his surprised face, and when he didn’t respond, she seethed both visibly and audibly. “You bastard.”
“I think I’m missing something,” he said, twiddling his thumbs and averting his eyes anxiously.
Audelia stood up, naked as the day she was born, gathering and slipping on her clothes effortlessly as she spoke and as Billy pathetically pretended not to gawk. “So, you planned to part ways without warning?” she asked quietly. Billy knew that this wasn’t a quietness that denoted a measure of calm. It was the kind of quiet that came before a vicious scolding or punishment. He’d had a girlfriend before, for all of ten days, and she did it too, but it was his mother that imprinted that tone into his brain forever. He was in trouble.
“Well, I thought that—”
“—Thought what? That you’d have your way with me and abandon me, naked and alone in an empty stable on the edge of town?”
Having heard her put it like that, Billy knew he’d erred in a rather extreme way.
“And that’s not even the worst part,” she added, her voice going higher and speaking more rapidly. “You did... that to me last night...” She shuddered at the memory of her own pleasure. “You did that, and you thought you could just walk away?”
“I just thought—”
“Oh, please, barbarian, tell me what you thought!” she shouted as she fixed the clasp on her chainmail brassiere.
“I thought you were out of my league,” he said. “I thought it was a quick... I am not good with chicks.”
She smirked, and her body seemed to lose some tension at last. “If chicks are women, then no, you most certainly are not.” But then she considered her words more carefully. “Well, emotionally. Physically speaking, it’s fair to call you adept.” She smiled slyly at Billy, giving a playful wink, and Billy grinned awkwardly back.
“Am I still in trouble?” he asked.
“Are you leaving me?” she replied.
He paused, maybe too long, to consider the question. Her face soured slightly at the delay, so he attempted a response as quickly as he could muster. “It’s just that I figured you have your own shit to do, you know?”
“Fair enough,” she said. “I do have my own ambitions, it’s true. But they are long-term aspirations, far distant from the here and now, Billy.” She took another step closer to him, smiling seductively again. “Suffice it to say I need to grow stronger, and having a companion such as you...” She eyed the barbarian up and down suggestively, “Well, it will likely prove beneficial in innumerable ways.”
“Then welcome aboard, I guess,” he shrugged, but he was smiling. At least he wasn’t alone. That was something. And, damn, his new partner was pretty much the best-case scenario as far as he could imagine.
Neither of them had a horse. Audelia had owned one before but lost it to a bandit attack several weeks prior to meeting Billy. They departed on foot, toward the western gate as instructed by Grint. Making their way onto the rocky path outside of town, they followed the map and his instructions to perfection.
Eventually, they reached the sharp turn in the road Grint had mentioned in his meeting with Billy. Billy followed the directions as he was told to and proceeded to head straight, off of the road, ignoring the turn altogether, plunging quickly into the woods.
The Wolfshaws were thick. The canopy above them was so dens
e at points that the sun didn’t shine through, and they had needed to light torches to find their way. On several occasions, Billy had climbed a tree to see the sky so that he could determine the direction of the sun to ensure that he remained oriented correctly. After six hours on foot, the pair began to grow hungry, and from their bags they pulled stale bread and half-rotten fruit.
“The first thing we shall do when we get your silver,” Audelia began, “is have a proper meal.”
“Fine with me,” Billy replied, chomping a chunk off of a browned apple wedge. They chewed in silence for a moment, but Billy saw an opportunity to get to know his companion a bit better. “So, you mentioned long-term goals?” he said curiously. “Care to share?”
“My people were decimated by famine and a curse on our lands,” she said. “I hope to help restore us one day, but to do that, I need to gain honor myself and find a suitable...” Her words trailed off. She averted her gaze from Billy as her cheeks flushed red. “...ally,” she finished.
“Oh, well, you have me!” Billy said, patting her on the back. “Aren’t I suitable?”
She looked back at him, her adoration written plainly on her face, but the barbarian was too daft to notice it. “I daresay you may be.”
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The tower seemed to stare down upon Billy, menacing him with its imposing stature. It was crafted of brick and stone, a masterwork of craftsmanship the likes of which the barbarian had not yet witnessed in this world. So anachronistic it seemed, so flawlessly sleek in its presentation that Billy felt it to be alien in nature, no doubt hiding some deep secret he was charged with uncovering.
As to the specifics of the mission, given to him by the one-eyed cad known as Grint, he only knew that he was meant to observe the tower from afar, and that suited him just fine—for now.
His beautiful companion, though, didn’t seem to share either his fascination or dread of the edifice. “This is it?” she asked. “It’s only a queer building, nothing more.”
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