"Are you ready?" Mardichi asked her.
There was a long hesitation in which Bonnie bit her lip and flinched. Nodding more slowly.
"Remember to stay relaxed, 'tis better that way."
Bonnie sighed and her face relaxed.
Mardichi surged forward and Bonnie lurched up. Gripping his hands on her hips as if to push him away. But he held fast and slammed harder. Grunting in pleasure as his length vanished inside her.
I wondered where it was going. There was so much of him and she was not a tall woman.
He'd withdraw, leaning back from her then surging forward again. His muscled buttocks flexing as he burrowed into the blonde who clutched desperately at his hands.
Nearly trying to hold his fingers as if to reassure herself with his touch.
"Mardichi!" She pleaded. "It's too much!"
She's begging for mercy. I wanted to curl into a ball in horror. As far opposite them as I could get.
"I'm almost done, Bonnie." He said soothingly. Thrusting faster and harder.
She yelped and clawed at the bed. Leaning forward to get off him, but he followed her.
Pounding in and grunting. Yanking her hips back to meet his plowing.
She bit her lower lip, and her face was flushed.
He's too big for her. And she knows what she's doing.
I was terrified. He'll never fit in me!
Bonnie knelt on the bed and crawled away.
His arms slumped and he gave her a disappointed look. "I was so close."
"I just couldn't." She pleaded. Lips white as she shook her head.
I can't either!
"Come." He sighed. Laying down on the bed. His part still standing straight in readiness. "Mount me, then."
I was very afraid of what would happen.
Bonnie knelt over him. Eying him askance.
"Lower onto it." He directed. Propping his hands behind his head and focusing on her large pendulum breasts. "Your pace, Bonnie."
Bonnie propped over the tip of that straining staff.
He'll never fit. I worried my lip. Watching fearfully.
Bonnie slowly hovered over the swollen head of it. Sighing and shuddering as she began lowering onto it. It peeled apart her entrance and she moaned. Putting her hands on her thighs to balance herself so she could ease down without hurting herself.
Inch by inch she breathed deeply to steady herself. Wincing now and again in pain.
I was shuddering in horror. Rubbing my upper arms with my palms to ward off the chill. Frankly, I was stunned as she made it down to where there was only a few inches of him propped up, ready to enter her.
But from Bonnie's pause, it was clear she couldn't do it. She lifted her body and lowered it. Whooshing air as she worked him in and out. Moving faster so her breasts were flopping in rhythm to her strokes.
He reached up to cradle them. His thumbs stroking the plump pink crests.
She let out a purring sound indicating she was finding pleasure in it again.
Because she's controlling the force of it. I understood that much. Remembering her clear suffering when he'd taken over.
Bonnie was trying to please him now, but his face was dispassionate.
He's not enjoying it.
"It's not enough, Bonnie." He grumbled after a moment. His frustration clear in the tension winding through him. His corded arms were tight, though he was still careful to palm her breasts gently. His abdomen was flexed and his hips were leaning up.
Clearly wanting more of her.
She winced and looked Heavenward as if in prayer.
He lightly set his hands on her hips. Giving her a questioning look.
She chewed her lip and after a time nodded hesitantly. Giving him permission to take his gratification from her body.
He grunted and flexed his ass. Jutting his cock up into her at the same time he pulled her down.
She screamed and fell forward. Her fingers clawing his chest as he pumped up into her. His face relaxed in pleasure as he flexed in and out, in and out. His pleasure mounting enough he threw his head back. His neck tightening as he flushed with satiation.
He was dragging Bonnie down onto him. Faster and faster. Ignoring the desperate clawing of her hands as she fought the pain. He pushed her entrance open. Straining her body to take his length. Yanking her down and sliding her forward to force her to take all of him in.
"Please. Please!" She cried.
He worked faster. Seeming a little excited by her desperation.
Her pain.
I was afraid. More afraid then I'd been before. I found I was clutching myself in the hopes of preventing him from ever entering me like that.
My thoughts of escape became more determined. I have to get out of here.
Before he gets ahold of me...
After a moment he caught Bonnie's leg and smoothly flipped her onto her back. Sinking into her even more deeply as his hips worked so fast it was almost hard to see what he was doing.
He was grunting viciously. Long groans as his back arched to delve deeper into the softness of her flesh.
Finally, he gave a last shivering pump. Where his muscles shuddered and he moaned in pleasure.
My mind was racing. Faster than a horse’s hooves as I considered my options. She embraced me tightly. “Forget whatever you’re thinking. Stay here with me baby girl!” “Here is where I was taken.” I reminded her. “Then I’ll gather all you girls and we’ll go somewhere else!” “Where?” “I don’t know yet. Just stay.” She stepped back to squeeze my hands. “Stay with me, Honey.” I wanted to. The sound of her sweet voice was something I’d badly missed. But Robin hadn’t gotten in with a bad lot trying to find me. Now I need to find him. But I knew nothing about bandits, their laws, or their weapons. But I know someone who does. And the truth was, I was aching to be close to him again. I’d missed his face every step I’d taken away from him. Now I need him. And somehow I knew, without a shred of doubt, that he’d help me. *** MARDICHI
“You’re a drunkard.” “But damn fun to be around.” He pointed out. “No. You’re not.” Mardichi gave a slight shrug. “That too, is a matter of opinion.” “What if she’s in trouble?” Acharius blurted about the young voice he could hear. “Then your old bawdys will care for her. They’re plenty vicious. Recall tha’ day they wouldna lemme in the house? I asked plenty nice and they…” He gave a low whistle. Acharius smiled fondly at the memory. “They were quite ready to fell you.” “I think they may’ve tried, too!” His voice rose slightly as he responded to Acharius’ comment regarding them killing Mardichi with the tiny daggers they’d wielded. “You were demanding to know if they had drink in the House.” Acharius defended. “Twas a fair question…It’d been a long morning.” “They thought you were a thief.” Acharius commented. “Shouldn’t you be out strolling Mane Country for Cimmerii?” “Ye mean
“I suppose.” He admitted. I turned and put my hand on the door. Realizing that every fiber of my heart wanted me to stay. Was screaming for me to turn around, embrace him and declare my love for him. But I can’t. I loved people before him. And I need to know they’re okay. And it was more than just that. Especially now. I need to know who I am. And if anyone else in my family knows how to control this… “Will you come back?” He asked softly. My gaze fell and my throat felt choked with emotion. “I don’t know…” “I travel to see the brethren often.” Mardichi breathed. But when I am not with them, I’ll always return here…For you.” He’s saying he’ll wait for me. Watch for me…Still be mine. “I don’t know how long it might take, if I ever did.” “I don’t care.” I stepped out and closed the door before the tears began pouring over my face. So, no
He’d lied. That was all I could think after it felt we’d walked for an eternity. He was incredibly spry. Nearly dancing on his feet as we walked through a meadow of tall wispy wheat grass toward a large hut. Well-built and beautiful. I felt a tingle of apprehension as I wondered who lived here. I thought it was apprehension. But it may just be my legs going numb. I’d sweated nearly all the way through the dress I was wearing. I was sure my armpits were dripping, and my hair was sticking to my forehead and the back of my neck. Mardichi jogged ahead to hold the door open for me. I was panting like a dehydrated hound. Dragging my feet and my shoulders slumped as I forced myself to take another step. Then another. I’m never going to get there. I was going to collapse into the grass first. He must’ve seen the distress on my face. He jogged back at a calm lope and swept me up
They were gloriously beautiful wings. Dark black with hints of a greenish hue which glinted in the sunlight sweeping through the trees and between the rustling bird wings around me. Everything around me seemed to quiet as I examined these things attached to my shoulders. Wondering where they’d come from. I reached out with hesitant fingers and grabbed the thickness of one. Startled by how warm, and real it felt. I didn’t know what I expected but this was the last of it. I’d half expected that my hand would sift straight through it. I flexed my shoulders, tensing the blades which I discovered, made the wings splay out and flex, to pointed tips. I moved my arms in, bringing my elbows together. Which made the wings wrap protectively around me. Instantly creating a cocoon of warmth. A blanket far warmer than any I’d ever climbed under. They’re unreal. Yet they were entirely so. Giving one a light tug revealed it was certai
I looked back down. Seeing that Mardichi was now bleeding badly. Though he was showing no sign of slowing down. The rodents were now dashing from the underbrush to tear at his slender legs. Ripping at tendons and trying to tear into something vital. One was currently hanging onto his soft stomach. Gnashing vicious little yellow teeth. Another had stepped out from the shrubbery. A flap along its belly began to lift and it loosed a woman’s cry. A sound that I’d have been certain was a woman screaming in distress. But there were echoing responses from every direction. Far too many out here. I could see them now. Coming from every direction with their hideous flicking tails. I felt a rush of heat and my teeth clenched. My arms felt like the bones locked out and my back felt as if it was ripping apart. There was a great flood of dark birds pouring from the sky in a swirl to come down and dump over the creatures. Blinding th