The Berserker Saga, Volume 1

Chapter 3

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After my orgasm, Samuel disappeared from the room with the pelt covered dais. Daegan helped me to my feet and led me, still naked but for my unbound hair, out of the stone cavern, down a hall to another cave.

There was light in the cavern from lit braziers and fire, The hall had some sort of natural light, I hurried with Daegan, the rock cool on my feet.

We were inside a mountain. Someone must have carved this place from the rock. I’d heard of dwarves in the hills, but thought they were also a myth.

My breasts were hard and my body shivering when we stepped into another room. And warm steamy air embraced my body. We were in another cavern, where hot water bubbled out of the rock.

Daegan gave me a grin. “Do ye like it, lass?”

I jerked a nod, wide eyed. As a barely tolerated outcast, I often secluded myself in the forest, bathing in a woodland stream. My clean habits marked me as strange.

It seemed these warriors also appreciated a bath.

At his encouragement, I went into the water, letting the warm water lap around my legs. At its deepest the pool went to my waist. Daegan let me play in the warmth, splashing and lying back so the water covered me up to the neck.

I closed my eyes and pretended I was home, or in some fine luxurious place, a princess with not a care in the world.

A splashing sound brought me to my feet. Daegan waded into the water, naked body cutting through the water in a straight line towards me. The heat in his eye made me blush.

I ducked my chin down to hide my neck and covered my chest with my arms. Outside of my scars, I knew my face and form were pleasing. When they tired of throwing rocks and calling me names, the boys in the village used to try to find me when I was bathing. I learned to hide, especially when the heat filled me. During those times of deep desire, I admired the firm, unblemished skin of my belly and breasts, the curve of my bottom and strong legs. Alone, in desire’s thrall, I felt beautiful.

I’d felt that way on the bed between the warriors, a thousand fold.

The sight of the approaching warrior, excited and fierce, with water streaming from his hard, muscled form, made me suddenly shy. My heart beat faster, and I turned my back, pretending to explore the cave. As I expected, his hand stroked down my back, reminding me how little I’d been touched in my lifetime. Until now.

He turned me to face him.

“Are ye hungry?”

I shook my head.

“I am.” He pulled me into his arms and slanted his head down, feeding on my lips, nibbling gently before parting them and sweeping his tongue inside. His body pressed against mine, and the heat claimed me again as his kiss and closeness swept my control away. If my light brown eyes could glow as theirs did, they would be hot and bright with desire.

When he broke the kiss, I clung to him, arms twined around his neck so he could not get away.

“Oh, lass.” He groaned and pressed his face into my neck. He seemed to breathe in my scent as if I was a source of air.

A noise and we both raised our heads. Samuel stood on the edge of the water, golden eyes glowing, his massive form naked but for a loin cloth.

“Do you see my warrior brother?” Daegan whispered. “He is waiting for you to invite him to join us.”

I gripped Daegan’s arms.

“We both need ye, little lass,” he breathed. “Do ye want him to come too?”

My master wanted me to agree to something. I nodded.

Samuel unslung his loin cloth and I caught a glimpse of his massive rod before he entered the water. Daegan’s member poked my buttocks, hard and ready.

Something in me broke, like a bowstring suddenly unstrung.

I wriggled backwards in Daegan’s arms, knowing I couldn’t escape but having to try. He set me away from him just as Samuel stopped at my side. Both men’s arms corralled me loosely.

“Do ye desire us, wee one?”

I swallowed hard.

“She is afraid.” Samuel said.

“No matter. She is ours now.”

Daegan’s hands skimmed up my sides, cupping my breasts, smoothing over them. Despite myself, I relaxed into his touch, even as I stared into Samuel’s golden gaze. His eyes were so bright.

Daegan’s hands slid down securing my hips. Samuel came and bent and kissed me. It was too much, Daegan’s hands stroking up and down my torso, Samuel’s hands on my face, mouth on mine, drinking me down.

Arousal poured over me like fire. Samuel’s hands went down to my legs, Daegan grasped my hips and the two men lifted me.

“We will take ye now,” Daegan whispered. “You will know yer pleasure, and ours.” My head lolled back onto Daegan’s chest as Samuel set himself against my wet center.

His member rubbed up and down, I closed my eyes, feeling every part of me clench.

He let my legs down. “Not here,” he told his warrior brother.

Daegan handed me to Samuel and the blond lifted me, carrying me quickly back to the room with the pelts. My arms went around his neck, fixated on his golden eyes.

“Calm, little love, he whispered to me. “There’s no need to fear.” He set me down on the pelts and eased me back. “We will make sure you find your pleasure.”

Again the soft touches up and down my legs, coaxing me open. This time I let my head sag back and my mind drift away to enjoy the hands massaging my skin.

“Beautiful,” someone said near my head and I opened my eyes. Daegan leaned over me, kissing me. He tasted sweet.

Meanwhile Samuel kissed up my leg to my soft lower lips, finding and lapping at my pleasure bud. With one warrior above and one below, dominating and claiming, my orgasm rolled over me, and still Samuel worked between my legs. Daegan’s lips nibbled at my neck and pulse before moving to my ear, his tongue stabbing inside. I felt the motion in my throbbing cunt. My mouth opened in a silent cry.

“That’s it, wee one,” Daegan said, his rough voice somehow gentle. “Take yer pleasure. Yer masters command it.”

I crested again, and felt myself rise to the precipice a third time before Samuel settled between my legs and set himself at my opening. My eyes widened but, limp with pleasure, I couldn’t move.

He pushed forward, just his head stretching me. Then he stopped and groaned.

“So tight.”

Daegan lay beside me and lifted the sheet of my hair away from my neck so he could fasten his mouth there, sucking. The sensation proved too much. My body arched, straining for release and Samuel slid inside.

It felt wonderful.

Samuel pushed forward more and sagged over me, his groan louder.

“So good.” He gasped. “It has been so long.”

For all Samuel’s care preparing me, he didn’t hold back as he began to thrust. His muscles bunched as he surged into me, a steady advance and retreat that rocked my body back onto the pelts. My body accepted him, wetness pouring from my heated center.

My own muscles tightened on his thick member.

“Brenna,” he breathed with reverence. One great hand splayed over my chest, sliding down to my hip. He gripped both buttocks and drove more steadily into me. The pounding brought me to the edge and tipped me over it again.

I clawed at the pelts. He lost it, driving deep to spill inside me.

“So good,” he repeated. His voice back to a snarling rasp. He bent down and brushed a kiss over my lips, and Daegan took his place between my legs.

I drifted in another world as the dark haired warrior rutted fast and hard. Samuel played with my hair, brushing a finger over my lips, smearing some of my wetness over them. His finger teased my mouth open and he had me suck his finger as Daegan pounded to finish. As the dark haired warrior came with a cry, he reached down to rub my little bud. It was too much, and I tried to grab his wrist and stop him, but Samuel held my hands away.

Daegan’s grin filled my vision as pleasure crashed over me again. My body shook.

I lay limp on the pelts, sweaty and spent, while the warriors congratulated themselves.

“Och, brother. I feel I am a man again,” Daegan said.

“The witch spoke true.” Samuel sounded very satisfied.

“Such a lovely, wee lass.” Daegan threw himself down on the bed beside me. “Ye were just what we needed.” He kissed me, his lips dragging from my mouth down to my neck. Settling back, he grinned over me at Samuel.

“As much as I love our scent on her, our little love needs another bath.”

“But first a wee nap.” Daegan sounded delighted. Neither of the warriors seemed tired at all.

Drowsy, I faded a little, my sated body growing heavy.

I realized that Daegan had kissed my scar. I pulled my damp hair over my neck to hide it, and thought back over the past minutes, trying to remember what I’d done. Had I cried out? Had ecstasy drawn an ugly noise from my throat? I’d given myself to them once again. I’d lost control.

The warriors still lay on either side of me, talking, their c***s waving in the air, slick with my juices.

Tears spilled out of my eyes.

“Oh, wee one,” crooned Daegan. “It’s all right.” He cuddled me close, tucking my back to his front and turning so we lay on our sides, facing Samuel.

The blond stroked my hair, looking sad. ““I’m sorry, Brenna,” he said. “I wish it could’ve been differently. We would’ve liked to woo you.”

I blinked at him.

“It could not be.” His finger traced my lip. “We were out of time.”