Barbarian Song - Chapter 3 part 1
Keena knew she had to get them out of the waterfall pond, but the barbarian was much too large and muscular for her to carry or even help walk on the rocky ground. She needed to find more herbs quickly and get back to her wounded love, who still could not use his arms and was not right of mind.
She went further out into the tunnels that day, making her way past giant spiders and all kinds of cave-dwelling creatures she was happy to only hear. Keena was braver and more clever than she knew, her elvish instincts helping and guiding her along the way. She made it out of the caves and into the thick rainforest of the Sadanoon, where plants and herbs were plentiful. She had hope now that she could heal Mez much quicker because of the powerful herbs she had found. The day was getting late and she needed to return, but she had gathered the strongest herbs she knew, and she also ate fruits from a great tree that would be good for Mez as well.
On her way back from the rainforest, she found four barbarian hunters searching for them in the caves. They had taken a wrong turn and ended up heading back into the forest, fearing they would get lost. She knew they only had a day or two before the dimwitted barbarians reached the waterfall pond. She was bruised and tired when she returned but managed to make a small fire that night and cook some of the herbs and fruits.
Mez was still coming in and out of consciousness and did not recall what had happened earlier that day. He did his best to communicate his need to let his seed free, and Keena’s heart melted when she saw a tear fall down his tired and worn face. He looked up at the full moon shining in through the circular opening high above the cliffs before falling back into unconsciousness. Keena was not sure what to do. She could hear the men above drinking rum, singing, and laughing as they waited for the two lovers to die. She also knew the hunters in the forest would eventually make their way to them.
The herbs she had tested before giving them to Mez filled her with vigor. The strength did not only reach her heart and mind but spread throughout her body—down to her elvish flower. Keena knew she had to keep them warm, so she gathered all the cloth and furs she could and lay down on top of the bulging barbarian. Every time she touched him she was surprised by the sheer size of his frame and the swell of his muscles. His skin was curiously soft for a man raised as a mighty warrior, and though he had not bathed in many days, his scent was intoxicating to her. Each breath she took seemed to fill her mind and spirit with his manly vigor and power. Exhausted from her day’s journey, she could not stay awake.
She dreamt of riding tandem on horseback through the fires of doom with her hero, gripping his pelvis and muscular torso as he slew the demons chasing them. Slowly she woke, her body soft and warm against her barbarian. She could feel his stiff cock pressing up against the inside of her thighs. The soft touch of his hardened rod brushed against the velvet of her inner legs. All she had to do was slide back slightly on his chest and his girth would be inside her.
Keena was not sure how to do it, but her instincts took over. She could not resist the magnetism of his manhood. She kissed his chest and inhaled the scent of his leather vest. The moisture gathering in her tight virgin pussy slid downward as if guiding her. Without thought, she pushed against his mighty arms so her torso shifted closer to his pulsating member. She was not sure if it was possible to fit him inside, but his head pierced her lips and slid just within. She held it there, curling her toes and squeezing the barbarian’s biceps.
As much as it seemed too big to enter deeper, it also seemed impossible to resist the feeling and desire of having him inside her. She gently bit her lip and slid further down his veiny shaft.
Mez stirred slightly, unsure whether this was real or a dream. Her soft, honey-coated elven body felt not of this earth. He was like a bee pollinating the most wondrous flower. Though the barbarian could not move his arms, he pushed his pelvis upward, just enough to drive his cock a little deeper inside Keena, who smelled of herbs and flowers.