After being captured by soldiers, (see 'Uncovering a spy') Dyna, the Amazon warrior, needs all her wits to take care of herself. She can no longer keep an eye on her niece who let herself be caught earlier on purpose - because the soldiers looked so terribly attractive! Right now, Dyna is supposed to be a gift for the senior in the camp, a man called Wulf, a big bull with groping paws.
The bearskin in front of his tent attracted a lot of traffic. Wulf noticed with a large grin on his face how nearly every soldier felt the need to inspect the latest addition to the camp, a ripe Amazon warrior, arms tied to a stake above her head and legs spread wide. He'd made sure she showed a wet and quivering cunt to the world before he left her to simmer a bit. Considering the way she had reacted to his touching and kissing he really looked forward to their next meeting. But, first things first.
Wulf moved his big frame to the tent of his son, Runar, who had caught another Amazon earlier in the day. Bending his head, he entered the black leather shelter. Furs on the floor muffled his footsteps giving him a chance to watch the other captive unobserved. Her hair was more brown than black and she was at least fifteen years younger than the new prisoner. But when he noticed the same green eyes he frowned. Everyone knew Amazon warriors were black-haired and brown-eyed, didn't they?
"Runar, how did you manage to net her?" His low voice rumbled and made the girl jump nearly out of her skin. She had been so engrossed in kissing and stroking his son; she almost seemed in trance. Wulf chuckled. "Well? Lost your tongue? Or did you get it unhinged on that pussy?" He waved a hand at the naked body of this younger Amazon. It looked very inviting. And going by the twitch between his legs, his cock thought so too. She was as tall as that Dyna, but slimmer with a nice round bottom and moderate pink-nippled breasts that stood proud. He licked his lips as his eyes followed the line of long, graceful limbs. Maybe she was less plump but he could see she was just as well muscled. Her skin had a healthy glow and appeared soft and inviting.
His son turned slightly red in his face as he looked towards the entrance of his tent. "Sorry Wulf. She's just so damned juicy. I can't seem to keep away from her. By the way, her name's Agila." He patted the girl on her bottom and shoved her to the back of the tent. He never noticed but his father did, that this casual treatment caused her eyes to send bolts of green fire in his direction.
"What did you ask? Oh, yes, how I caught her." Runar settled himself as if embarking on a wonderful story but he didn't get an opportunity.
"Just the bare facts, please. Something is really bothering me about this." Wulf moved his shoulders, feeling uneasy. "In all my years I have never heard of Amazons getting caught without giving so much as a scratch. It doesn't add up. It just doesn't."
Runar's face turned thoughtful. "You know, you do have a point." He laughed, a bit shamefaced. "It made me feel rather good. But now you mention it, it does seem odd." He looked briefly to the girl sitting at the rear of the ten, her hands tied in front of her, a fine chain running from her left ankle to the tent pole making sure she couldn't run away. He narrowed his eyes when he saw her expression. She tried to hide it, but she was clearly laughing at him. He nodded to his father. "You're right. Look at that smug face."
Wulf nodded. "I'd say you've been had, son. Don't ask me why, but it looks as if she wanted to be caught." He turned a thoughtful look towards Runar. "Do you think the other one wanted to as well, some kind of trap or something?"
Runar looked indignant. "How the hell should I know? I didn't even figure out that this one did." He reached for a wineskin and took a big swig. "You'd have to ask Ivar. He's the one who brought her in."
Wulf grabbed the skin. Before he swallowed a sip of the dark red, potent wine he sighed. "About Ivar, I certainly appreciate the offer of that Dyna, but ..."
The Amazon at the back of the tent interrupted him. "Dyna, did you say Dyna?" The smugness completely vanished. In its place sat a look of disbelief, tension. When she noticed the soldiers looking at her, she tried to look unconcerned but it clearly bothered her that she had reacted out loud.
"That does it!" Wulf stood up in one fluid motion. "She even speaks our language. And I knew they had something in common. I mean, look at those eyes. Come to my tent after worshipping. Oh, and bring her along." Before he stepped outside he grinned back at his son. "Right now I have some worshipping of Frigga to do." With that he left, the flap of the tent swishing in place.
Once outside he took a deep breath. By Thor, he did need a woman! He had already been half erect from handling that Dyna. After seeing Agila working on his son's body, he was stiff as a pole. With a few steps he reached the bearskin in front of his own tent. For a moment he just stood, appreciating the view, the full breasts tight with the dark brown nipples standing erect, the nicely rounded legs, the hungry cunt. The Amazon had her eyes closed and her jaws clenched, obviously trying very hard to ignore stares from the camp soldiers and, just as obviously, failing miserably. Her nether lips looked like a flower covered with dew, unfolding under the glare of male eyes. Wulf nearly smacked his lips before he bent down and removed Dyna's leg bands and the dagger they held. He might be horny, but that didn't mean he was turning stupid.
Together with the Amazon dagger he handed his own sword and hunting knife to one of the trainees, young men always found around soldiers. Desperate to learn handling a sword and therefore willing to do almost anything, they were a basic part of every camp.
The moment he removed her dagger, Dyna opened her eyes. Wulf smiled when her eyes widened at the sight of the bulge in his leathers. She didn't seem aware of it, but she licked her lips. Her smell was reaching him and making him even hotter. With a swift movement he pulled the top stake up and lowered her hands in front of her. Keeping hold of them in one hand, he knelt between her legs and untied her ankles. He had to watch out she couldn't kick his teeth out in the process and she did try that. After all, she was an Amazon. But nearly flat on her tail she was no match for him. All the same, he appreciated the effort. Pulling her on her feet he told her so. "I see you are trying to please me. I really go for the wild ones. The sweet and gentle are so boring." With that he bent his head and bit her neck just above her collarbone.
The Amazon warrior was furious. Wulf saw her eyes shooting daggers but the way she had reacted to him earlier made him very confident. She had been more than responsive. He led the way further inside the tent. The interior was dimly lit by small oil lamps. The air smelled of leather, oil and spices. Just as in Runar's tent, the floor was covered in furs. A carved wooden chest stood beside the entrance and, to the rear, pile of furs covered with silks. As he walked towards the furs, his gift tried to resist. With her hands still tied, all she could do was resist by hanging back with her full weight. For a moment Wulf pondered his options. He could yank her over. On the other hand, it might be more fun to give in. He did. Too late, Dyna realized what his grin meant. Suddenly there was slack in the rope and she tumbled backward, landing on her bottom.
Abruptly Wulf got serious. Before the Amazon could regain her feet, he was on her. He ripped off the shreds of her light green tunic and threw it away. Then he lifted her bound wrists over her head and pinned her legs with his bulk. "That's enough. I really want you woman." He savored a wave of heat travel through his body, gathering almost painfully in his cock. Hungrily he took one of her nipples in his mouth, pinching the other with his free hand. Despite her struggles they were both stiff as pebbles in no time at all and he shifted a bit.
Maybe she wanted to fight him, he didn't know. The only thing he did know was that at this moment she arched her spine so her breasts were pushed forward into his face. The warm flesh was incredibly smooth to his touch. He started a trail of licks up to her neck. His hand slowly traveling down her side. By Thor, she felt so good to his touch. He groaned as he buried his face in the hollow of her throat. Stroking her middle, her hip, and her thigh. At her knee his hand turned around and traveled back up on the inside. The skin there felt even more like silk. By now she was breathing fast and her skin showed a definite blush. He experienced a sense of intoxicating power. He did this to her. His hands and his mouth made her this soft; liquid and melting against his body. He kissed her hard, demanding, wanting her complete surrender. His cock ached to dive into the wetness so close by. She moaned and when he moved his mouth back to her nipples she started moving her hips. Trying to capture his leg between hers but he wouldn't let her. Not yet.
"Please, touch me." Her voice was low and filled with desire. "By Gaia, don't make me wait. I can't." She tried to ride his leg once more. She gasped when he finally touched her wet pussy. Softly caressing the moist folds, circling her clit. "Don't stop, please don't stop."
"Don't worry, I won't." His voice sounded rough. He bit her neck a second time and slid a finger inside her. Closing his eyes in pleasure at the feel of the hot, wet welcome. She groaned and kissed him where she could reach him. After a moment he had two fingers twisting inside. His thumb-stroking round about her clit made her cry out.
