As she roused from her sleep, she saw that her captors had all been sexually satisfied. She looked around for Faelor, seeing that his mighty cock had finally softened and he was sleeping soundly. She reached out a hand a firmly shook him. Then as he woke whispered, "It looks like we have an opening. Let's take it."
He nodded, before getting up himself and slipping away with her away from the Horde. As they ran to safety, he could not help but look at her bare ass swaying as she ran ahead of him. Her long slender shapely legs and the wetness between them. He could see the sun glint off of her upper thigh.
How beautiful was she, the human princess, he thought to himself. With coils of dark hair and eyes that danced in the sun. Reminiscent of the obsidian glass of his homeland.
She reminded him of a woman he had been foolish to fall for, but in his younger years. Women of the Princess's homeland were daughters of the All Mother. Therefore though chasteness is the norm their sexual desires were strong. Especially during Blhys, when their walls would clench down eagerly awaiting a vessel to bring forth life in their wombs. However, if their desire was not sated only pain awaited them.
He got lost in thought, therefore it was his duty all those years ago to satisfy the woman from his past who reminded him so much of the princess he now traveled with. To take her in his arms and -
His thoughts are interrupted by the sound of Azina making a low whine as they fled. She looked perfect. However they had no time for that. His mind drifted to memories of the past. He had had a love before. But that was neither here nor there. This human woman simply reminded him of her.
Azina thought of Ingfred. In truth it all seemed that her and Akino had been perfect for each other. However, she had always known there was no choice in the matter. She had been promised to Akino since before she was born.
When she was younger, at the age of 19 years old she had met Ingfred the Dread Prince. A man who was rumored to be the Future king of the Savage Lands. With a name almost too foreign for her practiced tongue to pronounce. In truth she and Ingfred had been together before she ever met Akino in person, whom she hated more than anything.
Her mind drifted toward that tender time in her life. She had just stepped into the courtyard, her guardians trotting down the steps with a flourish of their stallions. She looked from her white horse to the strange prince from a land so far away she never thought to reach it. However, she had been taught its tongue enough at least to converse.
"Hello your grace." She said calmly, "Welcome to my kingdom. I will see to it that your quarters are well in this castle. You will want for nothing."
Ingfred looked up at the princess. Taking note of the soft curve of the delicate lines of her face. Nothing like the women of his continent with sharp angles. Azina was a beauty that be true. Her dark eyes pierced him, he had never seen dark eyes before coming to this land. Every one of his people had blue eyes until you went east enough to hit Resmulin.
She moved to dismount her horse and he went to help but her guardians already were delicately helping her down. He hopped down from his horse, a grey stallion, while she was helped from her white mare.
They gave each other a shallow bow, denoting equal respect and honor to one an other. As Ingfred got a look at her pink dress he noted it was not only her facial features that were different than the women back home. Her waist was cinched in a corset, yet he was sure that when she was outside of it, it would still be smaller than her bountiful breasts. Which were contained in a tailored velvet bodice. With long sleeves that had ruffled silk at the ends. Her skirts puffed out from beneath her waist with gold threads interwoven at the hems of her dress in lacy filigree patterns.
Her bust was unheard of in his homeland, though she was fittingly plump for a noble, not even women three times her weight had breasts like hers. His pants tightened as he wondered what she would look like outside of them. In all honesty, he had never been with a woman before and being in such lose proximity to her was driving him mad. Those dark eyes were so sultry. He imagined them looking up at him while she lay in his arms.
"Your Grace?" Her voice paired with her confused face shook him from his fantasy.
"Yes, your highness. Forgive me, such beauty is unseen in my lands. Your people are lucky to have you as their future queen." He smiled and offered his hand.
She felt her cheeks warm, and deftly unfolded a fan and half covered her cheeks. She extended her hand to his. While making eye contact he lowered his head to her hand, then closed his eyes and gently kissed the tips of her fingers. A customary greeting for a lady. As his lips connected however her eyes fluttered close and she felt warmth spread between her legs. Ignoring the sensation she looked him in the eyes and said, "Charmed, my prince," this time with an air of breathiness that caught him off guard.
If only their customs weren't so outdated he thought in the back of his mind. There was no way that he would ever be able to make this beautiful princess his. Not with her plump lips that formed into a warm smile when she ushered him inside. Was she trying to seduce him? Why was she acting so coy? Did she realize it did things to a man's heart?
He followed her into the entrance to the castle. Marveling at its tall white spires that stretched into the sky. Which was clear and blue without a hint of grey. His homeland was always gray, wet, and rainy, or frigid with snow. This land seemed to bountiful. There were fruit trees that grew simply in one's path which only happened at select times of the year in his homeland.
It truly was not just the fruit here that was bountiful thought. The women, such as Azina were especially endowed with a womanliness of the likes he had never seen before.
Was this was Iolde was talking about when her mentioned the All-mother? From a land far away, dark with fine coily hair and ample breasts and hips. When Iolde made love to the All-Mother and filled her womb with his mighty seed, she orgasmed with him. As they climaxed together Iolde drove himself deeper into the All-Mother and caused earthquakes that made the mountains rise.
Of course he was no mountain rising god of orgasms. Not that he expected to give her an orgasm. He shook his head and went over to the foreign Princess. A voice however, wriggled it's way into his mind. Urging him to make the Princess his now. For the fate of him and all his people.
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Current Day
Ingfred lay his head down, each arm strapped in a shackle and chained to the ceiling and his feet to the floor. Dirt and sweat ran down his brow as he gazed at the rocky ground beneath him. Likely he would parish in this cell, while Azina, his beloved languished in another man's arms, forced to be there because of some kind of treaty.
As The prince reminisced the form of a woman flickered before him. The dark cave was illuminated with the glow.
At first translucent and then fully in the flesh as a women with adornments of fine gold, colorful gemstones and long white voluminous hair. His gaze met the apparition with a wildness.
"Head my words young one." He voice sounded far away yet he could comprehend it clearly. "You must rescue the Princess. She is with Faelor who has kept her from your enemies thus far. However, you cannot make the journey alone. You need my powers to send you to the princess. From there young prince you must take her and become one. This will unify your souls once and for all. Then I will be able to send you home and you will have your bride."
Ingfred could not believe this. How could this apparition be telling him that he was close to being back with his beloved, if only he could separate her from this fellow who is supposedly keeping watch other her. However he reasoned that he ought to be grateful.
The Apparition spoke again, "Do you accept my quest Prince Ingfred?"
He nodded his head dutifully. "I accept your quest. Anything to get my beloved back." His blue eyes gleamed in the darkness with determination. The woman before him nodded, and with a sparkle Ingfred with gone from the cell. Within a blink the apparition was gone too.
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