Kagan's shoulder length black hair was in disarray as if he'd been running his hands through it. He had the kind of strong jaw and angular cheeks a male model would be envious of. Kagan never let the dark stubble on his jaw or over his top lip go for more than a day or two before shaving it off, but she liked the bit of scruff.
Giselle stared as the massive warrior peeled off his clothes. Kagan's body was a work of art. Dark black swirling tattoos covered his arms and pecs then continued around to his back. Giselle admired the way they moved as his muscles flexed. Kagan's broad chest narrowed at his waist, the muscles forming a vee that ended in his enormous erect cock. Giselle still couldn't believe Kagan could fit that thing inside her. Just thinking about it made her tremble with desire moisture leaking down her thigh.
"I've been a very naughty girl Daimio." Giselle said loud enough the warriors stationed around the tent could hear.
She felt wicked for what she had done and was about to do. Giselle planned on putting on part two of her show though she didn't really need to do anything but act natural.
"Is that so?" Kagan growled his deep voice thick with need as he stalked towards her.
"Yes."
"Then maybe you should get on your knees and beg for forgiveness pet."
A heady rush overcame Giselle, and she shivered. Kagan gripped her hair and forced her to her knees, not that it took much effort. Giselle looked up at Kagan as she licked her lips slowly.
"Open your mouth and suck me." Kagan demanded.
Giselle gripped Kagan's thighs and did just that. He was too much for her mouth but she did her best taking him to the back of her throat then groaning knowing it vibrated his cock. Giselle sucked and slurped loudly like she was enjoying a tasty treat which she was.
Moments later Kagan pulled out of her mouth and lifted her up into his arms. Giselle wrapped her legs around his waist as Kagan swiftly impaled her in one long delicious stroke.
Giselle arched back and cried out unrepressed and unrepentant for how loud she was. In this position her clit rubbed against Kagan's pubic bone and Giselle whimpered in delight. She squeezed her muscles eliciting an animalistic snarl from Kagan. Giselle reveled in how she could feel every knot along his broad shaft. He gripped her hips tight and started thrusting her down on his thick turgid cock with an arduous frenzied pace. His possession was glorious with a tinge of pain as Kagan pushed her boundaries.
"YES OWN IT. FUCK ME." Giselle cried out.
"Who do you belong to?" Kagan growled as he pistoned into her.
"YOU!"
"WHO?" Kagan punctuated with a deep thrust.
"Kagan quo Rordan." Giselle threw her head back and screamed out.
The climax hit so hard Giselle nearly blacked out, but Kagan rode her hard through the entire spell sending it spiraling, forcing her up to yet another plateau as he sent her cascading into oblivion again. Giselle cried out incoherent praises comparing him to a god and an animal in the same breath. Her stomach convulsed as her pussy contracted and Giselle nearly doubled over in Kagan's grasp. When Kagan finally exploded on a roar and bit into her shoulder, Giselle was too boneless to do more than whimper as liquid nirvana rocketed through her again.
Dagaa
Dagaa shook his head as he stood by. He wasn't quite sure how the warriors were going to behave so he kept a vigilant eye guarding his friend, their Daimio. Dagaa glanced around and saw that every male wore a similar stunned yet lustful expression as they stared at Kagan's tent enthralled by the carnal scene that unfolded.
The light in the tent cast the silhouette of the couple in the throes of passion. Giselle was loud as she begged, demanded and spurred Kagan on, and he didn't disappoint. The way his friend took the woman would have frightened a normal female, but not Giselle. She gloried in the unrestrained possession, saying the dirtiest most uninhibited things.
It was like nothing Dagaa had ever seen before, which was saying a lot since he wasn't a new warrior. As he studied the warriors who couldn't help but gather to watch and listen with envy, Dagaa chuckled. Never would he underestimate Kagan's little pet again.
7 Weaknesses and Strengths
Vigdis quo Carnager
Vigdis hurled his dagger at the warrior striking him in the shoulder. Unfortunately he missed the target he was aiming for or the male wouldn't still be breathing.
"Madhava get that piece of shit out of my sight."
Madhava nodded to two warriors who hauled the bleeding male off.
"Daimio how do you want to deal with our dead." Madhava asked.
"Let the scavengers take them. Losers don't deserve a warrior's burial." Vigdis slammed his fist on the table knocking over his tankard of vinum. "In fact send that son of a metcor to meet his pathetic brethren."