A brand new cold morning, the second morning he was waking up to since they actually left days ago. Brian felt the dampness of the morning dew around him. They had successfully found a spot in the territory where they would not be spotted easily, if not at all. He had noticed that their supplies were beginning to reduce drastically, they needed to round off whatever it was but the problem right now was that the supposed people they were lying in wait for had still not come by. He was beginning to wonder if actually they would be making the trip back. These nights, all he did was dream about her. The Wuwa princess was all around him, her beautiful eyes enchanting him and asking him to come to her. He missed her and although regarding his attitude towards her, he was not so sure but he actually wished she would be missing him as well. A lot of questions seeped through his mind regarding her which brought an air of concern and worry. He knew his brother, Adrian, was not that patient an
It's been a day now since she actually took ill. It had been tough on her, working at the mill. Arawa received full time care from the nice doctor, another gem yet among the barbarians. He had been really nice to her all through nursing her back to health. The old woman delivered her food and also assisted her with getting a bath. These were faces she loved seeing; only on occasions would the barbarian overlord come sit and watch her as he was right now . He was something really, sitting there beside her and giving her the creeps. She hated him the more and something told her he did too. There he sat with so much air of authority around him like he actually owned the world. He might own lands and people, he and his brother but they would never add her to their collection of slaves. Definitely not when she can still protest against whatever ills they plan towards her. She would keep fighting no matter what end of the rope was being tossed to her. There he sat and there she lay, her eye
The brothers knew of course that the princess would certainly insist on coming straight to her lover. They discussed exactly how discreet the entire activities would be like. Everyone was to act as though nothing happened which of course, Brian was well prepared for. He continued taking more drinks from the wine bottle and soon, the discussion had shifted to his slave. He wanted to know just how she was faring. Adrian actually hesitated and Brian could tell that things had not been rosy between the duo, just as he had expected. According to his brother, the Wuwa woman was sheer crazy and he had to punish her. He had eventually sent her away to the mill. "Wa.. wait, you what?, " Brian had suddenly asked with his cup held halfway to his mouth. Adrian had never actually seen him this defensive and interested in such trivial matters as a woman's pain. Although, he had heard of this certain rumor that his brother had been lovestruck during wars but had not the courage to ask him. He did
It was all so great for him and yet overwhelming. The desire and ecstasy of wanting to see her naked. The tenderness of her smooth skin and the warmth as he continued raising the robe. He had his hand holding a fistful of her garment in his hand but he had been able to lift the garment up to her knee level. He grasped more of the clothing and raised it up furthermore, up until it was there on her thighs. Then he swept his hand across her smooth skin and felt her shiver with his touch. He started caressing his way gradually up until his hand went underneath her garment and began making for her sacred womanhood. She had been asleep and enjoyed her dream until someone had to wake her up with his voice. She had recognized that voice, he was back. From the moment he had asked her for her name back in the dungeon, Arawa had memorized that voice. It was firm and sent chills down her spine. Okay, not her spine for that would mean fear . Instead, we could say it sent chills down her waist. He
Arawa Sat on the bed trying to catch her breath. She had barely missed whatever it was he had in store for her. She could vividly remember him suddenly rising up from the floor with so much anger that seemed to want to tear her in pieces. The way he looked at her scared her so much that immediately, she began regretting pushing him away. She wished she had continued feigning that she was asleep and maybe, he would have stopped whatever it was he had been doing. Or better yet, she could have let him do whatever he was doing with her lips, after all it made her feel really good and relaxed. It might have not taken anything from her but she found it disrespectful. She had once happened upon her father doing the lip thing and his hand had brushed across her naked arm in the same manner as this barbarian had done with her legs. She had also seen it in the village but since they were practiced by the married ones, Arawa needed no one to tell her whom that practice was for. It made her feel
There he sat just a few steps from where she sat. Their eyes locked with each other, each having a different thought. For Brian, his thoughts were wrapped around the perfect timing it was. No one was going to interrupt his schemes. It was time to make her pay for what she had done to him earlier . He stared at her with so much anger wrapped around the emotions of lustfulness. The doctor was gone and from all he had said, she was strong enough. She was in his clutches now. Brian licked his lips with the ecstasy of wanting her. For Arawa, it was more of fear and self defense ruminating through her mind. She was trying to read his thoughts to know what he was planning for her. She was now at his mercy, he was sure going to make use of it. He was rising up now, almost in slow motion. A lump hung in her throat as she tried to swallow hard. Was he intentionally doing this to her, she wondered as she rose up completely oblivious of the fact that the robe he had across his laps was falling o
"It is her right? The slave woman who's keeping your mind wrapped up, " Adrian said with a snicker. "Her what.. No.. I.. Wa.. Oh come on, " Brian said and they both laughed out loud. It was actually funny how predictable he was becoming. This woman was making him go crazy and he needed to do something about it, about her. They had important things to talk about and here he was brooding over her, a mere slave woman who was much more beautiful than any woman he had actually come across in his entire life. She was in absolute control of his mind, making him forget even important matters. Now, that was scary because he was not one to easily let down his guard. The last time he had done so over a woman he loved and still did love obviously, well you sure remember the resultant effect across his chest. He needed to do something about her urgently or he might lose his mind over her. He however had to force himself to snap out of it as there were more pressing matters at hand. They needed t
Arawa was breathing heavily. She just could not understand why this barbarian was hell bent on stripping her. It was a bad omen for a man to look up the nakedness of an unmarried woman. If he did, eventually he must claim her and right now, our princess dearest did not want that for herself. She did not want to be claimed by some random barbarian filth. All she wanted right now was for him to take his body off her and let her be. She was nearly pleading with her eyes. He was persistent really and that was one thing she had noted. Whatever was in his damn mind must probably be destined to happen. Maybe, his gods were superior to her. But then, Ara was the greatest of all gods and with Anula by his side, he was invincible. How then now could the barbarian over shadow her. Twice he had tried earlier to strip her bare. Twice already he had been interrupted. Arawa had breathed out in relief back then. She actually tried keeping awake to make certain that he was not coming back for her. Sh