Raider’s Treasure (Alpha Barbarians Book 1)
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“What are you willing to do for me if I let them out of the cage?”
Lyric’s mouth dropped open, shocked at what she knew he was implying. Her cheeks heated with the flush that crept up them.
“I, I…” She swallowed hard, choking on the words she knew he wanted to hear. “I’ll do whatever you want,” she whispered, looking down at her feet.
Raider continued to remain silent and unmoving before taking a step back towards the end of the wagon. Pulling her with him by the rope still tied around her wrist, he tugged a set of keys from the pouch hanging from his waist. Jerking the door open, the girls cowered in the rear of the cage as he held up the rope.
“I am going to tie you together by the wrist, and I will hold the rope at all times. You will come forward one by one and hold out your arm for me to bind you before stepping from the cage. I will not give you clothing. Wrap yourself in a fur, and I suggest you do your business quickly. If any of you attempt to escape, I will punish all of you before giving you to the men to share. Do you understand?”
Hesitant nods came from the omegas as they began to crawl towards him. One at a time, Raider tied the rope around their right wrist as they held a pelt around themselves, shivering as their bare feet hit the frozen ground.
Calling out to his second, the alpha came up behind them as Raider began to pull the girls into the trees away from where the other men were moving around preparing the camp.
“Let’s go, Omegas.”
12. Lyric
It didn’t take the girls long to do their business once Raider took them to a spot by the cliff wall. His second kept his distance, monitoring the way they had come to be sure none of the others followed. The girls were shivering and eager to get back in the wagon when they returned, climbing in and burying themselves under the furs once again.
Raider shut and locked the cage before turning back to Lyric. He gave her a smirk, then turned and strode towards his tent, leaving her on the rope he still held in his hand. Trailing behind him, her heart began to race imagining what he was going to want from her.
By the time he pulled her inside the tent she was almost hyperventilating. Her father had made sure that she remained untouched, even by the alpha that he had promised her to, and she had no idea how to satisfy an alpha like Raider.
Turning back to her, Lyric could tell that Raider didn’t like how panicked she seemed as he frowned down at her. Removing the rope from her wrist, he began to purr for her again, but even that didn’t help to settle her nerves.
Wrapping his arms around her frozen body, he whispered, “Relax. I will not hurt you.”
Trying to slow her breathing, Lyric squeezed her eyes shut, swallowing the whimpers trying to escape her throat. The nervous sweat running down her spine made her shiver as Raider slid his hands up her arms, tugging her coat down before tossing it next to the flap still hanging open. He buried his nose in her hair as the purr continued to rumble from him.
Hesitantly reaching up, Lyric laid her hands on his chest, fingers vibrating at the contact. She could feel the hard muscles under his shirt as he slid off his own coat. Gripping her hips, he turned them around and made her walk backwards to the corner where she had seen a pile of blankets. Gasping in great breaths of air, she began to tremble as he stepped away from her.
“Sit,” he ordered, his voice rough.
Dropping to the floor of the tent as if her knees had given out, Lyric’s heart came to a stuttering stop as Raider knelt in front of her.
“Relax,” he said again, reaching for her leg.
This time, she couldn’t stop the whimper from escaping her. It was reflex to try to pull her leg away, but Raider held on to her ankle with a firm grip. Reaching forward with the other hand, he began to unlace her boot, grabbing the heel and pulling it from her foot before dropping it next to the tent wall. Repeating the process on the other foot, he finally released her and stood.
Looking down with a blank expression, he seemed to study her for a moment as she sat before him.
“Arrange the blankets for us while I go get our dinner,” he said, before turning and striding through the flap, tying it behind him.
Lyric stared after him, confused. While she was terrified of what he had planned for her, his abrupt departure also hurt. Worrying that she had done something wrong, or that he had been unhappy with her for some reason, Lyric raised herself to her knees and began to do as he had told her.
None of the furs were very thick, but there were plenty of them, so she sorted through and found the softest to save for the top before layering the others over the ground to create a buffer between them and the frozen grass. By the time Raider returned, she was kneeling between the two separate piles of bedding.
Peeking up at him from beneath her lashes, she could see the scowl drawing his brows together. The hard slash of his lips set in displeasure. Setting down the plate he had in his hand on the ground next to her, Raider’s other hand reached out and stroked her hair before gripping it at the back of her head and pulling backwards.
Forced to look up at him, Lyric couldn’t stop her body from trembling. She had known that this wasn’t what he had wanted from her, yet he hadn’t specified, and she had hoped he would let it slide in the face of her fear.
“Redo it, my future Mate, and do not give me another reason to punish you,” he growled as he looked down at her with his dark gaze.
Swallowing hard, she nodded as far as she could with his grip in her hair before he released her and backed away. Standing in front of the tent flap with his arms crossed over his chest, Raider’s chocolate eyes never left her as she moved the furs from one side over to combine with the others.
Nervously layering and adjusting them until she could put it off no longer, Lyric finally raised her eyes back to his, the hint of a smile at the corner of his lips letting her breathe out a momentary sigh of relief.
Raider moved towards her as she backed off of the makeshift bed towards the wall of the tent. Stopping to remove his boots, he sat on the end of the furs she had lain out in a large enough pile for even his great size. Lifting the plate from the ground with one hand, he crooked one finger on the other towards her.
“Come and eat, Omega. You need your strength.”
Hesitating until he lifted a brow at her, Lyric crawled towards him, kneeling by his outstretched legs. Giving her a look she couldn’t quite interpret, Raider lifted a piece of meat from the plate, holding it to her lips.
Pulling her head back, Lyric’s brows drew together as she turned her face away from his hand. Licking her lips at the scent drifting to her from the roasted rabbit, her stomach rumbled as Raider’s face drew into another scowl.
“You will eat from my hand or you will not eat at all,” he rumbled.
Returning his scowl, Lyric’s lips pressed into a firm line before his warning growl froze her in place. Deciding it was better not to irritate him any more than necessary, she parted her lips, waiting for him to place the bite into her mouth.
Almost moaning as the warm juices flooded her tongue with that first bite, Lyric quickly chewed and swallowed, opening her mouth impatiently as she waited for another piece. Lips lifting on one side, he held another chunk of meat just out of reach. Leaning forward to take it, he drew her closer to his side before reaching out and grabbing her waist as she chewed.
Squeaking and beginning to struggle, another warning growl brought her up short as he settled her onto his lap, knees straddling his muscular thighs. Leaning back from him, Lyric swallowed the chunk of meat while eyeing the alpha. Looking at the plate he held in one hand, he chose another bite before meeting her eyes again and presenting it to her.
Jaw opening, Lyric’s eyes held his as he placed it on her tongue, purr rolling from his chest seeking to soothe her tattered nerves.
13. Raider
Raider hadn’t realized until he had gotten her in the tent that the omega he had chosen was untouched. Her fear went beyond that of a female afraid of be
ing forced, and that was the only explanation he could come up with. Though the thought that he would be her first had him rock hard and on the edge of going into a rut, it also complicated things a bit.
While he had every intention of using her body when they had entered the tent, this new information forced him to step back and approach things slower. He didn’t want to cause her any lasting damage, and simply throwing her to the furs and taking her virginity in the middle of his tent would probably do that.
Raider used fetching their dinner as an excuse to leave the tent so that he could collect himself and made his way to the fire where one of his men roasted rabbits on a spit. Kneeling to skin a pair waiting by the pit, he tried to clear his mind of the lustful thoughts plaguing him. By the time he was ready to place them over the fire, Raider had calmed as much as he was likely to and took one of the rabbits that was already done back to the tent.
Walking in to see her kneeling on the ground had his cock straining in his pants again until he noticed the two separate piles of bedding. He knew she wouldn’t be won over easy, especially with how the day had gone, but he had thought that after the night before, she would know he expected her to share his bed.
Watching her as she fixed it the way he wanted, he picked up the cues her body sent that he doubted she was even aware of. While there was still fear, she preened under his gaze, and he could scent notes of arousal in the air. The nerves were a matter of inexperience, but Raider planned to use her instincts to help win her over.
Removing his boots and settling on the bed, he motioned for her to come to him. He knew she would not enjoy being fed at first, but her drive to please him would push her to accept it, which would teach her body to rely on him to see to her needs. She needed that trust before her heat hit and an all new need took over her body.
Feeding her small bites of the rabbit, Raider reached out and pulled her on top of him, so she was straddling his thighs. His short growl forced her to stop struggling and accept him positioning her body the way he wanted. Rewarding the instinctive behavior with a purr to reinforce it, he continued to feed her until she refused to take any more and she had satisfied him that she had eaten enough.
Finishing the rabbit with one hand as he held onto her hip with the other, Raider pretended not to notice how she watched his every move. One minute she seemed to draw closer to him before pulling back in the next. She was obviously fighting with herself, and he had to duck his head to hide the smile tugging at his lips.
Pushing the plate away, he returned his full focus to the omega in his lap, her pale blue eyes studying his. Stroking her hipbone with his thumb, he reached up with the other to take a bit of her hair between his fingers. Raider played with it as he decided what to do next.
“You have never given me your name” he said, releasing the piece of hair to reach back and pull the rest down from the twist she had put it in that morning.
“You’ve never asked for it,” she responded, eyes narrowing.
Chuckling, he nodded in acknowledgment.
“Okay then, what is your name?”
“What does it matter? Call me Captive. Or Slave. Whore even, because I know what you plan to do to me. You don’t deserve my name.”
The petulant scowl on her face showed she hadn’t been happy with his answer to the same question earlier, but he couldn’t allow her attitude to continue unchecked.
“It matters because your name defines you. It is who you are. What you are known as, and how other people will see you. You could be the fiercest warrior, but if your name is Sneezewort, they will see you as a common, delicate flower of no importance. Do you want to be seen as my captive?”
Leaning forward, he ran his nose along the shell of her ear, drawing in her sent before whispering, “As my slave?”
Pulling away, her raised brows and parted lips showed she hadn’t expected his response, and he was pleased to have surprised her. He doubted that her opinion of him was very high, and he made it a goal to force her to question it every chance he got.
Even as the scent of her slick tickled his nose, she continued to be stubborn.
“So, Raider defines you then? That is who you are?”
“You see me that way, do you not? To you, it should be fitting that I am called that.”
“But is that all you are?” she whispered with wide, solemn eyes.
Pausing to consider his response, he gave her the best answer he could.
“It is but the surface. There is always more, but you will have to wait to see the rest for yourself.”
“Because Raider is how you wish to be seen?”
“Precisely.”
She studied him in silence as he waited, stroking her hair and the skin over her hip to familiarize her to his touch.
“So, what shall I call you? If you are no longer the girl from your village, you can always create a new you to fit what you wish to be.”
A small line formed between her brows at his words.
“I will always be the girl from my village, but that does not mean that I can’t grow to become more.”
Nodding, he resumed the purr that had trailed off to encourage her to speak more.
Heaving a defeated sigh, she dropped her eyes to where her hands were twisted between them.
“My name is Lyric.”
“Lyric,” he repeated, and he could see a shiver run through her body at the whispered word.
Cupping the back of her head, he gave her a moment to look back up at him before pulling her closer. He moved slowly to give her time to pull away if it was still too soon, but she didn’t stop him as his lips met hers, brushing over them before capturing her mouth and demanding entrance.
14. Lyric
Lips parting without thought, Lyric let Raider’s tongue invade her mouth and take hers captive. Falling under his spell, she leaned into the kiss, throwing her arms around his neck to make sure he didn’t pull away. She could feel his chuckle even as his hand threaded through her hair, tipping her head back so he could deepen the kiss.
Heart thundering in her ears and stomach quivering, Lyric could feel slick soaking into her pants as Raider left her gasping for air when he finally released her lips. Though she had stolen a few chaste kisses with a boy in school, he had never kissed her the way Raider had with such blatant lust.
Eyes still shut, Lyric whimpered as she pressed her forehead to his neck, wiggling her hips in search of something to cure the ache pulsing through her core. Hands sliding from her hips down her bottom, Raider pulled her closer to him before sliding his fingers underneath her to brush against her lower lips. Even through the thick pants she wore, the sensation caused her to jolt in surprise.
Letting out a gasp, Lyric pressed down into his hands, searching for more pressure and friction. Fingertips brushing back and forth, Raider teased her until she was a writhing mess in his lap. With a growl, he flipped her onto her back in the middle of the furs, fingers hooking over the top of her pants and yanking them down before she even knew what was happening.
Trying to clench her legs closed, Lyric had no chance as Raider wrapped a large hand behind each knee and pulled them apart, staring at her naked core as his growl continued. Gripping the furs beneath her as her chest heaved, she whimpered, not sure if she was more excited or scared. Raider’s hungry growl sent shivers up her spine and she could feel slick coating her spread cunt and beginning to run down her bottom to pool beneath her.
Lyric watched as Raider’s nostrils flared, his pupils expanding until his eyes appeared pitch black. Leaning down, he shoved her legs over his shoulders, placing his head just above her clenching pussy. Trying to wiggle away, he held Lyric in place as his hands clamped around her hips, tipping her pussy up to his waiting mouth.
Tongue swiping along the edge of her folds, Lyric’s head flew back against the furs as her back bowed. Without the pants between them, the soft stroke was a hundred times more potent than his fingers had been, and she let out a shocked gasp.
When his tongue finally found her clit, her other hand shot out, gripping his hair close to the scalp to hold his head in place. Feeling his chuckle rumble against her lower lips, Lyric raised her hips and ground herself against him shamelessly, nothing more than a mindless beast on the hunt for her pleasure. She didn’t even feel the ache in her shoulder anymore as it pressed into the furs.
Lyric tipped over the edge as Raider sucked her clit between his lips and slid a single finger into her. Screaming as she writhed in his grip, he didn’t let up until her body fell limp on the furs. It was a full minute before she remembered to breath, eyes flying open to stare at Raider in shock as he sat up between her splayed legs.
Watching him unlace his pants, her fear and nervousness began to creep back in as her body tensed. Sitting back on his heels, Raider freed his cock from his pants as her mouth fell open in disbelief. She had heard that alphas were large, but having nothing to compare it to, she had never imagined anything the size of what was in his hand. Even his long fingers could barely wrap around the base of it and Lyric began to shake her head, sure that there was no way it could fit into her body. Veins standing out along the shaft, the flared head was far too big to squeeze into her channel.
Starting to pull herself way from him, his free hand stopped her, grabbing her behind the knee again. Yanking her to him, the back of her thighs met the front of his, his rough pants chafing her skin.
Watching Raider’s hand move up and down his length, Lyric’s core clenched, once again leaking slick in an attempt to prepare her for his invasion. She whimpered as he leaned forward and slid his cock between her drenched lips, coating his shaft in her fluids before sitting back again and continuing to stroke himself. She could already see his knot starting to swell as his other hand moved up the inside of her thigh until his thumb began to circle her clit.