Page 16 of Between Two Barbarians

I was quick to strip out of my clothing, not at all shy with my nudity. What was there to be shy about when both barbarians looked at me like I was a tasty treat. I crawled onto the makeshift bed until I was looming over Brenek, grinning down at him as he smirked at me. He drew me down for a heated kiss, nipping playfully at my bottom lip before tangling our tongues together in a way that made my belly tighten. He was the less rigid of the two barbarians, more playful, though I did notice he had more of a temper as well. He was quick to make a biting jab if he thought Torgrind insulted him.

Roughened hands slid up my thighs and over my ass, and I broke the kiss to look over my shoulder at my other barbarian. He was the more patient of the two, never batting an eye to my tantrums, and he was a lot more firm than Brenek was. He was the one I felt would follow through when he threatened to tie me up to keep me out of trouble. I looked forward to finding interesting ways to distract him into giving him what I wanted. I wriggled my ass at him, grinning at the way his eyes tracked the movement, the hunger evident in his expression.

When Brenek moved, I opened my mouth to protest, I didn’t want either of them pulling away from me, but he shifted down low enough to take my cock into his mouth without me realizing, and the shock as the wet heat wrapped around me made me cry out in response.

“That’s right, tavi. Let us take care of you,” Torgrind murmured in approval, his running along the skin of my back then down again to my ass where he spread my cheeks open. My breath caught, and my eyes flew open, hope lighting me up as I considered his intentions. If he was going to– Oh, gods, he was!

“Ungh!”

Torgrind laved his tongue over my hole, lighting me up and making my body contort. I loved when my bed partners used their mouths on me in such a way, so much so that I could barely sit still, my body writhing and forcing both men to move closer to keep me in place. They eventually had to encourage me onto my side to allow them both to have their way with me because I was moving too much.

Brenek swirled his tongue along the head of my cock, making me tremble and moan, while Torgrind teased around my rim. Moans spilled constantly from my lips until someone pushed two fingers into my mouth, encouraging me to suck. I didn’t know who. I was too delirious with pleasure to consider it, crying out around the digits and thrusting my cock deeper into Brenek’s mouth when Torgrind’s tongue speared me as deeply as he could go.

I felt my release building, my balls drawing tight against my body, and a tingle starting at the base of my spine. I wanted it, was more than eager for it, but just before I could be consumed by it, both men pulled away together.

“No!” I whined, reaching for my own cock to finish the job only to have my hands claimed and pinned against my lower back. “You bastards!”

I’d said it in my own language, and Brenek’s voice was amused when he asked in the common tongue, “Do I even want to know what he just said?”

Torgrind sounded just as entertained by my complaints. “No. It wasn’t kind. I think he’s angry with us for stopping before he could reach his climax.”

My eyes opened enough to glare at Brenek, who shifted up the bed until we were face to face, a wicked grin on his face. “Is that what you wish, varakai? I didn’t think you’d be satisfied for things to end so quickly.”

I scowled at him, ignoring the fact that he had a point. “You… have denied me for days… Of course… I want… to come…” I said between panted breaths.

He lifted an eyebrow at me, his expression holding just a hint of smug satisfaction. “Had you avoided Yngvar’s liquor, I would have been happy to take you before now. You were punishing yourself.”

“I was not–” My voice cut off as a surprise shout escaped me. While I was busy arguing with Brenek, Torgrind had been moving behind me, grabbing the oil while I was distracted. He’d slicked up his fingers and pushed one inside me just as I began to argue, the burn of the intrusion making me shiver and moan.

As he prepped me, moving his finger in and out, Brenek shed the last of his clothing, reaching to grab the oil and spill a little on his fingers. My brows furrowed and I wondered what he’d do with that, considering neither struck me as the type to allow someone to take them as I wished to be. It was when he wrapped his slick fist around his cock that I realized I was going to be given a show while Torgrind prepped me.

Maybe these barbarians weren’t as boring as I’d first thought.

I licked my lips as I took in the generous length of him. He was thick and long, and my body clenched around Torgrind’s fingers as I thought about taking him. When I felt Torgrind’s cock press against my back like a hot brand, just as glorious as Brenek’s length in front of me, I had a brief fantasy of taking them both together. That might be too adventurous for now, they were both actively avoiding touching each other and focused solely on me, but I’d work my way up to that eventually.

Once Torgrind had three fingers working inside me, I grew impatient with his gentle preparation. I pulled away from his touch, climbing over Brenek’s prone body and forcing him onto his back. His hands settled on my hips, a delighted grin on his face that I was choosing him first, but that wouldn’t be the case for long. I had no intention of ignoring either one of them. He just happened to be already oiled and ready for me.

Lifting higher on my knees, I reached between us, notching his cock against my entrance and smirking as Brenek’s grin fell and passion took its place. His groan filled the small tent as I sank down onto his length, mine echoing his as each thick inch pushed inside me.

When my ass settled in his lap, I gave myself a moment to adjust, panting for breath and buzzing with the pleasure of being filled so well. I opened my eyes to find Torgrind’s attention solely on me, his heated gaze trailing over me like a physical caress as I undulated my hips and began to ride the barbarian beneath me.

“Fuck,” Brenek murmured, hands tightening on my hips and drawing my attention. He looked like he was fighting to control himself. That wouldn’t do. I wanted him to lose control. I wanted both men to be absolutely barbaric with me. It was the whole point of coming out here.

Well, that was my whole point anyway. It wasn’t what my father had in mind.

Lifting to my knees, I sank back down faster, drawing another groan from him. “I never thought you barbarians would be so docile,” I teased, grinning when his eyes snapped open. “Though perhaps there’s something to be said about being able to control such big, strong–”

I yelped as he rolled us to put me beneath him, snapping his hips roughly and finally giving me what I wanted. I made a mental note to point that out later, then lost track of all my thoughts entirely as he began to drive into me exactly as I’d hoped he would. He was rough and demanding, fingers digging into my skin as he pounded into me and drove me wild.

When he pushed my knees against my chest, changing the angle and hitting the spot deep inside me that made me see stars, my back arched, and I nearly screamed, the sound cut off when Torgrind captured my lips and rudely shoved his tongue into my mouth. I groaned as I kissed him back, loving that I could make him act in such a way. It made me all the more excited to get my turn with him.

“Ungh, Brenek!”

I broke away from Torgrind’s kiss with a shout. Brenek’s cock nailing my pleasure spot almost continuously ripped my release from me so explosively, my whole back arched off the bed rolls beneath me. Only Torgrind’s demanding kisses kept me from screaming so loud, I had no doubt I’d wake the whole clan. Every thrust of his hips dragged it out until I was trembling, and Brenek pulled out abruptly, his release painting my skin as he shook above me.

For a moment, as I fought to catch my breath, I worried my chivalrous barbarians wouldn’t follow through on their promise to both take me. Torgrind was more stubborn than Brenek was. He could refuse to touch me if he thought I was too worn out. But after a release as powerful as the one I’d just had, I’d need more than a minute to return to myself.

While I was still too tired to move myself, hands gripped me to roll me over, pulling me to all fours and pushing my chest down, keeping my ass in the air. I was more than familiar with the position and eager for it, but a little surprised Torgrind wasn’t waiting. I thought he’d be more of a gentleman than that.