“Helena?” Golar said, his voice quiet and low. “What is it? Are you upset?”
Suddenly she felt trapped. This was all so confusing. She had no idea where they were, why they had left the tribe and why they were trying to mate with her in the midst of all of it. None of it made any sense.
Vorag put his hand on her thigh and began to spread her legs.
For a moment she resisted, then realized how silly that was. She was just a tiny woman compared to the two barbarian warriors. Even if she wanted to resist she would have no choice. They would have her any way they liked. So instead she let him pry her legs apart and crawl between them until his cock nearly touched her womanhood.
Despite the anger and jealousy she felt about the joining cave, she could not control her body’s reaction to the massive warrior. As her eyes darted down his hard chest and between his legs, she found that her legs spread wider naturally, welcoming him inside her.
“You wanted to know what traditions we were keeping,” Golar said beside her as his brother got ready to thrust his cock up into her dripping sex. “The new bride must be seeded twice. Once in the morning and once at night by her proper husbands. The rest of the time she can be fucked by whoever wants her.”
Helena gasped at his vulgar description.
“Well, we will not let anyone fuck you,” Vorag growled, his cheek next to hers, his breath tickling her ear.
“No. We are keeping you all to ourselves,” Golar said above her.
She was still somewhat confused as to how they had managed that but the closer Vorag’s cock got to her entrance, the less space there was in her mind for those thoughts.
Once the throbbing tip of it touched her pussy, she moaned and all other thoughts completely left her mind.
Vorag teased her by sliding the bulbous head of his cock up and down her slit.
She wrapped her hands around him and clawed at his ass, begging him to take her, finally.
This seemed to amuse him because he smiled and teased her some more. After a few more times sliding along her sex, he reached up and clamped a finger and thumb down on her nipple, twisted and squeezed.
Helena cried out at the sharp pain but it sent a hot rush of arousal from her sex.
Vorag pressed the head of his cock against her dripping lips and pushed. The top part of the head of his cock slipped inside.
Helena sucked in a breath of air at the thundering sensation that rippled up from between her thighs.
Vorag held himself in place for a moment, as if savoring the feeling of her wet pussy lips, then grunted and plunged himself into her with a rough thrust.
Everything but the feeling of his hard shaft stretching her soft, tight walls disappeared from her mind: her headache, the pain in her arms and legs, everything.
Helena clung to him, her nails digging into the hard flesh of his rear until he had fucked himself into her to the hilt of his cock and she felt his heavy balls slap against her ass.
“Fuck, princess, you are tight,” he grunted.
Helena wriggled her hips to try to start him fucking her. Suddenly her need was great.
Vorag smiled but instead of beginning to pump, he rolled down onto one shoulder and then, still inside her, rolled over onto his back so that Helena was lying on his chest.
She gasped, unsure at first of why he had done that but as Golar took up position behind her she realized why. She let her knees fall off his legs and arched her back. This squeezed Vorag’s cock inside her, which made him emit a pleased grunt. She reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart, offering her other hole to Golar.
He required no further invitation. She heard him spit on himself once, then a second time. The sound of him spreading the liquid over the head of his cock filled the cave. Finally, she felt his hand on her ass and then his cock head touch her dark back button of flesh.
She grunted as the head of his slippery and hard muscle stretched her then slipped inside.
He swatted her hands away.
Helena braced herself against the ground.
Golar piled the rest of his thick cock deep into her back hole.
A wailing moan escaped Helena at the feeling of one cock sliding into her, filling her with a scorching bliss. Her nails scraped at the gravel and sand until she felt Golar’s heavy sack slap against the bottom of her pussy.
Now they were both inside.
“Squeeze, princess,” Golar growled behind her.
The very sound of his voice commanding her sent pleasure rocketing from her pussy up her spine. She did as she was told and squeezed them both inside her as hard as she could.
“Fuck,” Vorag grunted.
“Fuck,” Golar growled. He began to pull out of her but stopped about halfway. As he started to push back inside, Vorag slipped out of her pussy.
They quickly found a rhythm together, each in turn thrusting forward and back, pistoning into her pussy and ass.
The storm of bliss that had begun raging inside her quickly turned into a hurricane. Her mind could only focus on the intense heat and dripping wetness between her legs. It was so consuming her head began to spin.
A hot ball of climax began throbbing and churning inside of her.
One brother grunted. His cock flexed. The other quickly followed.
Helena began to wail, overcome with emotion at the sensations they were making her feel.
The ball throbbed and pulsed. It swelled until Helena felt like she would never be able to feel anything else again. Then it burst, spilling wetness and heat and a blinding white light that made the world fade away.
Helena screamed as she came.
Each of the cocks inside her began to erupt and pulse.
She felt herself being filled with their hot seed.
The climax spun out inside her, making her flail back and forth against their hard bodies. Then she found herself sailing over the other end, the pleasure finished but the feeling of them pumping into her still between her legs.
They took a long time to finish but Helena was happy to let them use her as long as they wanted for what they had just made her feel.
They slipped out of her and covered her with kisses then helped her up and put a fur over her.
The world began to return along with all the worry and wonder and fear that brought.
When she stepped out of the mouth of the cave her heart stopped. There was a huge crowd gathered there. The sight of her made them whoop and cheer.
There could be no doubt that they had known exactly what was happening inside the cave.
Her cheeks burned with shame. She looked up at Vorag who was standing next to her and smiling. “The first breeding is complete. One more tonight.” His smile turned into a wide grin.
Her embarrassment abated somewhat when the people around her began to disperse. They started packing belongings into bags made of skins, throwing them over their shoulders and starting to walk toward the mountains in the distance.
“What are they doing?” Helena asked.
“They are starting the trek,” Golar answered.
“The trek? What trek?”
“They are starting the trek over the mountains,” he explained.
“Rumor has it that the rivers run with milk and honey over the peaks,” Vorag added with a smile. “Those that are leaving feel as we do, that a woman should only be shared by two men.”
“So we’re going with them?” Helena asked…
“Yes. We’re leaving the others here. We could not imagine doing it. We could not imagine giving you to the joining cave to be seeded by the tribe. A woman should be with two men and two men only. This is what you have made us see.”
A warmth filled Helena unlike any she had ever felt before. Without thinking she reached out and wrapped her arms around Golar, pressing her cheek against his hard chest. All of the anger and jealousy she had felt about him, all the conflicted emotions about him and Vorag at the joining cave melted away.
They had done this for her.
“But what will we do? Do we have enough supplies? What will happen when the snows come?”
Golar wrapped his massive arms around her and pulled her close to him. “That is for us to worry about. You have only one worry now, to be bred and bear our fruit. The larger our new tribe the healthier it will be. So you will spread your loins until our seed takes,” he growled.
A pleasurable shudder rippled through Helena. Still pressed against his chest, she looked out over the mountains they had to cross. It would be a long journey but the end would be worth it.
One woman for every two men.
She could definitely get used to that.
The End
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