The Slave's Barbarian Lover

by Alicia Reynolds

  Soon enough they’d finished eating.

  “We’ll stay here for a few days longer, long enough for the Romans to give up. They won’t expend much energy searching for an escaped slave. Then we’ll head back to my people where you will join me in leading them,” Bjorn told her.

  “But what if the Romans find us here?” Lili asked.

  “Not to worry. I can protect you from them and keep you safe. While you slept, I laid down several false trails, none of which lead to anything except other burnt out towns. They will not find us.” Bjorn sounded absolutely certain of himself.

  Lili still worried that the Romans would find them, but Bjorn’s words were comforting nonetheless. He’d protect her, and given his massive size, Lili had no reason to doubt he would or could. The man may as well have been a bear.

  For the next few days, the two of them hid out in the burnt out shack in the village ransacked by the Romans, making love whenever possible, sleeping whenever necessary. Occasionally Bjorn slipped out into the woods to track the Romans or find something fresh to add to their dinners.

  One afternoon after Bjorn snuck into the woods, Lili made her way down to the stream in which she and Bjorn had bathed that first day. By now, ice had begun to form along the edges, but Lili wasn’t here to bathe. She took a bucket and began filling it from the stream.

  From behind her, Lili heard a stick break under someone’s foot. She whirled, expecting to see Bjorn, only to be confronted by a Roman in full armor and cloak.

  “I’ve found you!” The Roman sneered at her. “You’re coming with me, Liliana. We’ve been searching these fucking woods for days trying to find you. Do you know what the punishment is for a slave who runs away? Crucifixion. You’re going to regret this,” he said, approaching her with his sword drawn.

  Suddenly, Lili heard a roar from the trees and for a moment she was certain a bear had charged out of the woods at the Roman.

  The soldier froze in his shock, dropping his sword in surprise. Lili watched as Bjorn barreled into the man, knocking him to the ground. Bjorn stood over the Roman soldier.

  “You will leave and tell the Romans you found nothing, or I will tear you apart right here and now and nobody will ever hear from you again. If you bring the Romans down on us, I’ll be sure to kill you first. If I ever see you again, I’ll kill you. Your only chance to survive is to leave now and never come across the river again. Understood?”

  The terrified Roman nodded, his feet scrabbling at the dirt as he tried to push away from Bjorn. When he finally stood up, he trembled all over, then turned and raced back into the forest from whence he’d come.

  “We have to go now, Lili. The Romans will probably come back, but if they’re here they’ve probably already searched my village and they won’t go back there. We’ll have to go on foot, and it will take a few days. Ok?”

  Lili nodded, scared by everything that had just happened, but agreeing that Bjorn was probably right. Just ten minutes later, she and Bjorn had packed everything worth packing.

  Just as Lili steeled herself to spend the next several days walking in the woods without shoes and only Bjorn’s shirt as a makeshift dress, Bjorn stepped up in front of her and lifted her up, cradling her to his chest.

  “We can’t leave a trail and we have to move fast. We’ll get there sooner if I carry you.”

  Lili couldn’t believe how effortlessly Bjorn lifted her, as though she weighed nothing, and just nodded.

  Bjorn, carrying Lili as well as everything they had, stalked off into the woods, surprisingly quietly for a man of his size.

  CHAPTER TEN

  Bjorn

  Bjorn carried Lili through the woods, moving swiftly and silently, leaving as little trace that they’d been there as possible. He’d never had to move so stealthily while also carrying someone before, and was pleasantly surprised to find he could do it quite well.

  Bjorn couldn’t help but notice, however, the way Lili’s breasts moved under the shirt she wore as a dress, her nipples poking against the fabric. Two or three times Bjorn nearly missed his footing because their movement was so hypnotic and distracting. Holding Lili, he constantly fought against his desire for her, knowing the priority had to be getting back to his people.

  Bjorn paused after a few hours, gently lowering Lili to her feet on the ground in a clearing.

  “We’ll stop here for a short break, eat something, and then we’re moving again,” he said to Lili.

  “You’re the boss, Bjorn,” said Lili.

  Bjorn felt his arousal spike hearing her say his name like that. He consciously focused on other things in order to keep his erection in check. That could only slow him down on the journey they’d now undertaken.

  Bjorn pulled some dried, jerked meats from his bags and they both ate a very quick lunch in silence. Bjorn listened out for any sounds that might indicate pursuit. So far so good, he thought.

  “Ok, let’s go.”

  “Are you sure you’re ready? You’ve barely rested and you’ve been carrying so much all day already, between me and the bag,” said Lili. “I can walk.”

  “Not yet. We’re still too close to that village, and I can’t have you leaving a trail to my people,” said Bjorn, heaving the saddle bag over his shoulder and approaching Lili.

  Bjorn squatted slightly and heaved Lili up, again holding her body against him. He felt Lili nestle up against his warm body, heard her sigh gently. Bjorn would do anything to have her like this for the rest of his life. Then, Bjorn started his journey through the woods again.

  As dusk fell, Bjorn found a small clearing to make camp in.

  “Can we have something warm to eat?” Lili asked.

  “No. Fire would tell our enemies where we are,” Bjorn answered, passing Lili some more of the dried meat they’d shared earlier.

  Bjorn pulled Lili close to him under the bearskin cloak, holding her close and keeping her warm. Lili rested her head on his shoulder, putting an arm around him. Bjorn offered Lili more food, wanting to be certain she ate enough to maintain her strength.

  “You’re the one who’s doing all the work, you need to eat and keep up your strength. All I had to do was lay there!” replied Lili, “… in your arms” she finished so quietly that Bjorn nearly missed it.

  “Nonetheless, you must eat,” said Bjorn, offering her some dried fruit that he’d pulled from the same larder as the meat.

  “Thank you, Bjorn,” said Lili.

  The two of them sat together, keeping one other warm, for a few more hours before Bjorn saw Lili’s eyelids begin to droop and heard her breathing become more regular. As Lili fell asleep, Bjorn lightly laid her down, wrapping her in the bearskin like a cocoon. Surprisingly quietly for such a big man, Bjorn made his way out of the small clearing and began making his way back toward the village they’d left that morning.

  Bjorn had to know if anyone had followed them. As he went, he looked over their path as carefully as he could at night, working to hide their trail even further. He didn’t have time to make it back to the other village, so he took time to create even more false trails heading off in various directions in hopes of misleading anyone who might follow.

  When he finally returned to their campsite, only a few hours remained before dawn. Careful not to wake Lili, Bjorn unwrapped her from the bearskin and slipped in beside her. Lili cuddled up to his warmth, wrapping herself around him, draping her leg and arm over his body. As sexually appealing as that moment felt, Bjorn knew he needed his sleep in order to get them both to the safety of his people.

  The following day was much the same, with Bjorn carrying Lili and the saddlebag through the woods. Again they took one short break for lunch before heading off once more. And again, Bjorn spent much of the night retracing their steps to ward off any possible followers.

  The morning of their third day on the move, Lili once again asked Bjorn to let her walk.

  “You can walk today, Lili, if you like. We’ve come far enough that the risks are low,”
said Bjorn.

  Bjorn stayed a half step behind Lili as they walked through the woods, doing his best to erase any trail that Lili left behind her, as unused as she was to walking in the wilderness. From behind, Bjorn couldn’t help but be distracted by the way her hips swayed and her beautiful, round ass. As always when around Lili, Bjorn struggled to contain his desire and his arousal, but he understood his priorities and did his best to focus on the task at hand.

  By dusk of that day, Bjorn could see Lili starting to flag.

  “Aren’t we there yet, Bjorn?” She asked.

  “I’m afraid not, Lili, no. We haven’t taken the most direct route, as I needed to be able to send anyone following us off in the wrong direction. We’ll be out here one or two more days,” Bjorn explained.

  Lili sighed, nodded her head and sat down on the forest floor.

  Bjorn sat down beside her, wrapping her in the bearskin cloak. Once again, Lili cuddled up him, and Bjorn thrilled to feel her body pressed up against him. Bjorn turned his head to look down at her and Lili caught him by surprise, stretching her neck to kiss him on the lips.

  In seconds, the kiss ceased to be gentle and chaste and became anything but. Bjorn pressed his lips against Lili’s, pressing his tongue against hers, his hands coming up to hold her body against him. Lili reached up and took Bjorn’s head between her hands, kissing him more deeply.

  When they finally broke apart from the kiss, Lili said “I’ve been wanting to do that for days!”

  Bjorn nodded his agreement, then leaned back down to kiss her some more.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  Lili

  Lili felt exhausted from the long, hard walk through the woods with Bjorn. But she also felt aroused and excited. She knew Bjorn had spent most of the last couple of nights in the woods, taking huge risks to protect her. And every night when he returned to their makeshift bed and they cuddled into each other, she felt warm and safe with him.

  Now that they’d finally stopped on the third day, her first day of walking on her own, she wanted to make Bjorn understand how much she appreciated everything he had risked for her and everything he did on her behalf. And so she kissed him.

  And pretty soon, the initial soft kiss gave way to more intense kissing, Bjorn working his way down her neck. Lili raised one hand up into Bjorn’s hair, tangling her fingers in it, pulling his head downwards. Bjorn accepted the invitation kissing as far down her neck as he could, pulling her shirt to the side to kiss onto her shoulders and chest.

  Lili pushed Bjorn away for a moment and her heart skipped a beat at the site of his bewilderment and disappointment before she slipped off the makeshift dress she’d been wearing. Then Lili saw Bjorn grin, his face coming down to her chest.

  Lili fell to her back on the ground, Bjorn following her. Lili felt Bjorn’s hands all over her, everywhere he touched seeming to light on fire, all of the fire somehow sending lightning bolts of excitement to her cleft. Lili’s nipples hardened and stuck out and she gasped as Bjorn took one in his mouth, suckling at her breast before giving it a little nip and moving on to the next.

  In the meantime, Lili’s hands worked their way under Bjorn’s shirt, running through his chest hair up to his nipple, circling it and pinching it gently. Lili was rewarded with a gasp that turned into a low, rumbling growl of desire in the back of Bjorn’s throat. Lili ran her hands around his body to his back, taking hold of his massive muscles. Then she ran her hands down his body, slipping her hands beneath his leather trousers, grasping his tight, muscular buttocks.

  Lili felt Bjorn lick his way down her body, kissing between her breasts and down her sternum, across her slim belly, his tongue dipping briefly into her belly button. Lili felt Bjorn’s hot breath on her even hotter, soaking slit as he blew gently on her sensitive nub. Lili gasped, her hips bucking the air, but Bjorn didn’t bring his tongue down to her just yet.

  Bjorn kissed around the edges of Lili’s pussy, gently pushing his tongue against the inside of the top of her leg, not quite pressing against her lower lips. He licked his way down, then around her pussy, his tongue just missing her eager hole. Lili’s desire rose even higher and she began moaning in earnest now, her hips rolling around, hoping to bring Bjorn’s attention to her hungry pussy.

  With a jolt, Lili felt Bjorn’s tongue finally press against her sensitive clit, causing her hips to buck even harder, a loud moan escaping her throat. Her breathing becoming shallower. Bjorn’s tongue slid down her slit, pressing into her like a tiny cock, lapping away at the juices flooding Lili’s pussy. The tongue worked its way back up to her pussy, lapping faster and faster, Lili’s hips bucking harder and harder, her breathing getting shallower, quiet moans getting louder, her hands grasping at his head, tangling in his hair, and, finally, Lili exploded all over Bjorn’s face, her hands pressing his head tightly against her.

  Bjorn’s tongue kept working Lili’s clit through her orgasm, continuing to ramp up her desire and arousal, giving her no chance to come down from the sublime heights she’d just reached. Lili felt Bjorn’s hand find her breast, squeezing gently, running circles around her rock hard nipples.

  Suddenly, Lili realised Bjorn had stopped licking her, her disappointment tempered almost immediately as Bjorn came up and started kissing her. Lili tasted herself on Bjorn’s lips, fresh and slightly salty. Tasting her own arousal made Lili eager for more, and Bjorn was only too happy to oblige. Bjorn turned Lili over onto her stomach, raised her hips and drove himself into her from behind.

  Each time Bjorn pulled almost all the way out of her and thrust all the way into her, Lili felt his cock press against the sensitive spot inside her. Bjorn bent over her, grabbing her breasts as he thrust into her, faster, more needily. Lili and Bjorn moaned in unison now, their bodies rocking backwards and forwards together, Lili’s body inviting Bjorn in as far as could go, her tight pussy gripping his massive cock. The more Bjorn moved in Lili, the wetter Lili’s cleft got, until she could feel her own juices running down her leg.

  Lili felt Bjorn’s hand abandon her breast and slide down her stomach to her clit where he began to rub her sensitive nub with a wild abandon. Lili felt herself getting closer and closer to her orgasm, her gasps getting louder, her breathing shallower. Finally, the combination of Bjorn’s fingers on her clit and his cock pressing inside of her became too much for her, Lili’s head jerking back as an orgasm rocked likes of which she had yet to experience shot through her body. She saw lightning and shooting stars and the whole world felt like it began to spin beneath her.

  Her pussy clenched hard around Bjorn’s cock, and she heard him give one last gasp and grunt as she felt him pulsing inside of her. Bjorn spewed his hot lava inside of Lili, his hand involuntarily tightening over her breast, his whole body tensing and then just as suddenly relaxing. Lili had a dim awareness of Bjorn’s cock sliding out of her as he rolled to the ground beside her.

  Without Bjorn to hold her up, Lili slowly collapsed to the ground as well, rolling over so she landed face up. Lili’s breath came hard and fast as she tried to catch it. She reached out an arm and draped it across Bjorn’s body.

  “I just wanted to thank you for everything,” she said.

  “No Lili, you never need to thank me for anything. I’m here for you no matter what,” replied Bjorn.

  Even now, Lili’s still pussy gave a little clench at the way Bjorn said her name, his accent making her name sound exciting and exotic.

  She rolled onto her side to look at Bjorn. “Nonetheless. Thank you… for everything,” she said with a sly smile and a wink.

  Bjorn grinned back up at her. “Of course, Lili.”

  EPILOGUE

  Bjorn opened the door to his home and was nearly bowled over by two tiny balls of energy that seemed to fly through the air at him.

  Bjorn opened his arms wide, pulling his children to him, clutching them in a tight bear hug. Eight year old Elias, a serious look on his face, pulled slightly away from Bjorn.

  “Papa, something happened
while you were out hunting today,” he said, locking eyes with his father.

  “Oh no, what happened, son?”

  “A dragon attacked.”

  Five year old Mila nodded, her eyes as solemn as her brother’s.

  “Oh, I see,” said Bjorn. “Is it still here?”

  “Yes, it’s out behind the house,” said Mila, her high voice so quiet Bjorn had to lean in to hear her.

  “Well, let’s go vanquish it, then!” roared Bjorn, standing up.

  Elias took hold of Bjorn’s right hand, Mila his left, and the two children dragged him out into the back garden to slay the mighty dragon. Which turned out to be his wife Lili.

  Lili roared at the children and pretended to breathe fire at Bjorn. Bjorn ducked and rolled under it. He reached for Lili, but she stepped back and breathed fake fire again, this time catching Bjorn off guard. He dropped to the ground rolling around, pretending to be on fire.