Chapter 23

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

STEVE

T yr, Berit, Billie, and Joey were at the mouth of a small cave, with a fire lit in front of them. Tyr and Berit had their wrists tied in several intricate knots, with their heads hanging down. It appeared as if Joey was berating him. This was not the scene I expected to find. Reykr and I gave up the ruse of trying to sneak up on them and just walked out into the open.

Joey stopped mid-sentence and turned to me and Reykr.

"Well, fancy seeing you two here," she said sarcastically. "I am guessing these two buffoons left a trail about a mile wide for you to follow?"

"Pretty much." I shrugged before I was almost bowled over by Billie, who came rushing to me with her boots flapping around her ankles. She jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist before kissing me soundly on the mouth.

"My hero," she teased.

"It seemed like you had the situation pretty well taken care of." I smiled down at her—of course, she and Joey handled the situation, my fearless Billie.

"That was only because of Joey. I have no idea how to restrain the person—or orc. But in case you weren't aware, don't get on Joey's bad side."

"Noted." I pulled her in for another kiss. Reykr cleared his throat behind me, and I looked over Billie's shoulder at him.

"While this display of affection is sickeningly sweet, we must plan what to do now." He nodded at my two tribemates. "Should we kill them?"

"What?!" Billie gasped. "No!"

"Why not? They drugged you and kidnapped you." I spat scornfully.

"Yeah, but they were way too stupid to pull it off. Look at how easily you found us. We were gone maybe a couple of hours. I think the only one with lasting damage may be Tyr."

Billie called to Joey, "Hey, is that kick to the chest going to cause long-term trauma?"

"Nah, he's fine. Aren't you, buddy?" she spoke to him like a toddler.

Tyr nodded glumly.

Reykr looked appalled. "So you are saying they should receive a lesser punishment because they were too stupid to kidnap you effectively?"

"I mean. They didn't really do any harm." Billie shrugged.

She might be conversing with Reykr and Joey, but as she wrapped her legs more tightly around my waist, I could tell she only had one thing on her mind.

"Maybe we shouldn't tell Agnarr and Piper about this." Reykr scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Since there appears to be no significant harm done, I would hate for them to feel obligated to kill these two idiots."

"I think we should leave it up to the women. Ladies, what do you think their punishment should be?" I asked.

Billie and Joey looked at each other thoughtfully.

"No talking to any of the females, especially not the humans," Joey proposed.

"And they must go home once we're done with the bar," Billie added. "But they need to stay finish out their fair share."

"Why no talking to females?" Reykr asked.

"They kidnapped us because they could smell arousal on Billie. Tyr thought he could take her as his mate. He didn't know she was getting railed on the daily by Steve," Joey responded coolly.

I almost dropped Billie in outrage. "What?" I spluttered.

"He could smell Billie, so he assumed she was interested in him. Your friend has a pretty big ego." As Tyr continued to shift, Joey casually pressed a booted foot down on his chest to prevent him from moving.

I let go of Billie, letting her quietly slip down my body as I clenched and unclenched my fists. It didn't matter that Billie was okay. Tyr had tried to claim ownership of her, and she was mine . A rage as I had never felt before boiled up in me. I would strangle him with my bare hands. As I started to head toward Tyr, Billie stopped me, pressing her palm against my chest. I could have easily brushed her aside, but I glanced down to see she was serious.

"Listen. I know you're pissed that Tyr just assumed I would be interested in him and not you. And that he kidnapped me. But you don't need to beat him up for me. I am not interested in Tyr at all. He's paid the price by being taken out by one swift kick of an embarrassingly small female." She waved her hand at Joey, still putting all her weight on Tyr's chest.

"But he took you without even asking you," I ground out.

"Yeah, and that was really fucking stupid. Now, not only does he not have me, but he won't have anyone. That seems like enough, right?" She was attempting to placate me.

I grumbled noncommittally.

"I don't need you getting your hands dirty for an orc that a barely five-foot-tall human has already detained. Why don't we let Reykr and Joey handle them, and you and I can go home?" She cocked a brow at me.

"I'm listening," I said.

"This will be the last night we have before the entire tribe knows about us, considering the abduction, rescue, etc. So why don't we spend it with just the two of us?" She raised her brow further.

I didn't need further explanation. I scooped her up, wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, and started walking back to the village.

"Oh sure, leave us to deal with these two. We don't mind at all!" Reykr called sarcastically.

Billie just waved over my shoulder before nuzzling into me. She began kissing down my neck as I carried her.

"That was really hot, you know," she murmured as she kissed across my collarbone.

"What was really hot?" I huffed, somewhere between annoyed at Tyr and turned on by her kisses.

"You coming to my rescue," she said. "Wanting to fight Tyr. I've never had someone who wanted to fight for me."

I squeezed her ass and buried my head in her hair, taking in her smell. "I would have happily fought Tyr for you. He may be bigger than I am, but I am better trained. And he is kind of dumb."

"Kind of?! He kidnapped two women and didn't even bother to tie them up. Did he think we'd wake up and be happy to be in a cave with our kidnappers?" She locked eyes with me incredulously.

I laughed. "Probably. Like I said, he's not very bright."

"Well, I'm glad you found me before we had to march them back to the village and decide what to do with them," she said, kissing me as we headed back to the village.

I felt myself growing hard with each one of her kisses, "Billie, we are still a ways away from the village. Can you pause the kisses until we get to your room? It's hard enough to keep my cock under control while carrying you like this."

"Sorry," she responded in a mock, serious tone, "I shall reserve my acts of appreciation until we are in my room."

"Thank you." With that, she nuzzled into my chest as we returned.

Billie sighed happily in my arms as I carried her back to her room. It had been quite an interesting night and would end far better than I anticipated. Billie traced a finger along the neck of my tunic and inhaled the scent of my neck.

"Billie! You are killing me!"

"What?" she said innocently. "I'm not doing anything!"

"You think I can't feel your tiny hands exploring me, or you breathing in my scent? We are minutes away from your room, and then I plan to fuck you until you see the stars. Can we agree on that plan?" Billie gave me a wicked look that told me everything I needed.

My erection was almost painful at this point and tried to put it out of my mind, but Billie ground her hips into me.

"Do you want to have sex right here on the forest floor, or do you want to have sex in your nice comfortable bed?" I asked, voice low.

"Fine, fine. I will behave. I promise."

Within no time, we'd reached the edge of the village. Because it was so late, the moon was already high in the sky and it seemed as if all the tribe had gone to bed. I walked as quickly as I could to Billie's room, keeping an eye out for anyone. Luckily, we didn't cross paths with anyone, and as we reached Billie's door, I opened it with one hand without putting her down. I shut the door behind us and quickly laid Billie on her bed.

I was on top of her before she had a moment even to react. I kissed each of her cheeks, then took my time kissing down her neck, gently biting down on one of her tiny, perfect earlobes. Billie squirmed under me, wrapping her legs around my waist again so she could grind her hips into mine. My cock was already awake and straining against my pants as the smell of Billie's arousal grew stronger. I continued kissing down her neck but slipped a hand under her tunic to find her breasts. I was met with the strap she used to keep them in place.

"Can we do something about this?" I asked as I continued to kiss her.

"Mmm, you'll have to stop kissing me for just a second, but I promise it will be worth it," she teased.

I leaned back, straddling her as she lay flushed and perfect on her bed. She pulled her tunic over her head, tossing it on the floor, the chest band following close behind. Then, her glorious tits were on full display. I kneaded at the flesh on the underside of her breasts before drawing my thumbs across each of her dusky, puckered nipples. She arched into my touch as I swooped down to take one of her nipples into my mouth. I flicked my tongue back and forth over the stiff peak before sucking it deeply into my mouth, all while pinching the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

"Oh fuck, Steve, that feels good." Billie tangled her hands in my hair and pulled me even closer to her chest as I continued to devour her breast.

She reached down to the hem of my tunic, pulling it up, "I want your skin against mine."

I pulled my tunic over my head with one hand, tossing it on the floor with hers. It was a frantic scramble of arms and hands and lips, as we tried to touch, kiss, and lick each other everywhere. I was insatiable when it came to Billie. The idea that she had been in danger nearly split me in two, and I didn't realize I had grown to need her so badly in the short time we'd spent together. I wrapped my arms around her, pressing her to me as tightly as I could while I worried and nibbled at her lips. She opened her mouth, and our tongues tangled together as she held me even tighter. Her need seemed to match mine in every way.

Billie licked and sucked on my tongue before pulling my lower lip between her teeth and biting down, causing a zip of pleasure to shoot straight to my groin. I ground my hips against hers, my erection feeling painfully trapped in my pants. As if on cue, Billie's hands strayed to the laces of my pants, pulling at them, never removing her mouth from mine. She struggled and then whined into my mouth as she fought to remove my clothes.

I pulled my lips from hers, panting. "Let me help," I quickly unlaced and yanked my pants down, watching her follow suit with her own. Finally, we were both naked, with our clothes piled in a heap on the floor next to her bed.

"You were right," I said. "A bed is much better than a blanket in a berry patch." I returned to my position on top of her, caging her in with my arms. She giggled beneath me.

"It will make cleanup much easier, considering the amount of cum orkin produce," she said, wrapping her legs around me and pulling me into her again.

And then I had a thought, she had licked and sucked me, but I hadn't done the same for her. If she tasted as good as she smelled, it would be divine. Instead of grinding my cock into her, I kissed from her lips down to her collarbone, then to her breasts. I paused to flick my tongue over each nipple until she shuddered under me. I continued my trail of kisses down her soft stomach and across her hip bone before pushing her knees apart to make room for my shoulders. I looked up to Billie to see some hesitancy in her eyes.

"May I?" I teased.

"Only if it is something you really want to do," she said hesitantly.

Having already licked her cunt thoroughly once before, I filed the response away for future reference. At some point a man had made her feel like this was a chore. I leaned down and examined her lower lips. They were swollen and puffy with want, leaking her desire. I licked up and down each lip, savoring the musky taste that could only be described as Billie. I used my fingers to spread her lower lips, revealing her clit. I tested it gently by using the tip of my tongue to circle it, as I had in the berry patch, not touching it directly. Billie writhed underneath me, moaning and spreading her legs wider. I was onto something. I continued to circle her clit with the tip of my tongue when I heard a ragged moan escape her lips.

"More," was all she said as she gripped my hair, holding me to her cunt.

I increased the pressure I used with my tongue while slipping two fingers into her tight channel. She was already warm and soaking for me. I pumped my fingers in and out as I continued to tease her clit with my tongue.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," she cried, clamping her thighs around my head.

I felt her joints lock up as she barrelled toward her climax. I continued circling her clit with my tongue and pumping my fingers in and out of her rhythmically as she locked down around me. Suddenly, a flood of her juices came across my face, and she went limp, legs and arms splayed wide.

"Goddamn, Steve, that was amazing," she gasped. "I need you to fuck me now. Right now."

I was very happy to oblige. I kissed my way back up her body, pausing on her nipples and her neck before kissing her deeply.

"Damn, I never thought tasting myself on someone else would be so hot." She kissed me more fervently, devouring my mouth with her own. I kissed her back, savoring the flavor of her still on my tongue. My cock was wedged between the two of us and desperate to find its home in her warm cunt.

"Are you—are you ready for me?" I asked.

Billie nodded her head vigorously. I pressed against her wet folds, breathing through my nose so I could take it slow. I pushed my cock into her welcoming body slowly, feeling the grip of her around my cock.

"More," she breathed.

I continued to press into her, slowly, very aware of our size difference. Billie spread her legs even wider, nodding at me, showing me she wanted to continue.

I pressed into her further until my knot finally met resistance, and Billie nodded.

"Is this okay?" I asked.

"More than okay," she responded, wrapping her legs around my waist.

I started to thrust shallowly, not wanting to overwhelm Billie with my size or my knot. Billie locked her legs around my waist and murmured, "More."

I ratcheted up my pace and thrust deeper, but not knotting her. She wasn't ready. She'd need to come at least once more. Her cunt was like a vice around me, sucking me in with every thrust.

Billie hung on, digging her fingers into my shoulders and wrapping her legs more tightly around my waist. If this is what she wanted, I would give it to her. I rammed my knot into her again and again as she cried her pleasure. I knew she was on the medicinal tea, but the thought of her, ripe with our young, swollen breasts and stomach, flashed across my mind, and my thrusts took on animalistic pistoning, my knot squelching in and out of her obscenely. I felt her clamp down around me, ready for another climax.

I pounded into her soft body while drawing one of her nipples into my mouth. Billie moaned underneath me, grabbing at my hair as I devoured her.

I continued to flick my tongue back and forth across her peaked nipple, but I wanted to do more. I wondered if I could stroke her clit while delving in and out of her. I leaned back as I continued to thrust and just admired her perfect form as I slid in and out of her, causing her breasts to bounce up and down. She had her hands dug into my waist, and her mouth formed a perfect ‘o' as I continued. From this position, I could fit my hands between us. I spread her lower lips and circled her clit with the pad of my thumb, all while keeping the same steady rhythm.

"Holy fuck Steve, that's so good," she cried. "Keep going. Just like that."

My balls began to tighten and tingle at the base of my spine, telling me I was close, but I wanted another orgasm out of Billie before I finished. I kept my pace steady and added slightly more pressure to the circles that I was tracing around her clit.

"Jesus Christ," she screamed as she clamped down on me.

My cock swelled as she strangled in her tight cunt. I unleashed torrent after torrent of cum into her, locking myself in place inside her. I leaned forward onto my forearms and peppered her face with kisses, surprised to find tears in her eyes.

"Are you okay? Was it too much? Is the knot hurting you?" I asked quickly, concerned.

She gave me a small smile and then wrapped her arms and legs around me, pulling me impossibly close to her—our sweaty bodies pressed together everywhere.

"I cried because it was so good," she whispered before pulling me in for another salty kiss.