Wyvern Hall

Wyvern Hall

By Nicole Draylock

Copyright 2011 Nicole Draylock

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Chapter 1 – Kyrie’s Woe

Kyrie was finally of age, and though most of the village girls looked forward to joining the ranks of womanhood, she had lived in dread of this day for some months, it was not always so. She had once been as the other girls, looking forward to the greatest achievement of North-woman; bearing fine young sons for the man who won her and made her his own. Though North-women were every ounce as rugged and enduring as the men, it was seldom enough that their voices were heard beyond the hearth. Kyrie had come to realize that she would never feel complete as a hearth warmer for one of the village warriors, her spirit called out for glory of its own.

To make matters worse, Erik the Odious, as she had begun to refer to the village champion had made it clear to the entire village that he intended to possess Kyrie for his own. Naturally he had to take on and defeat any challengers, and then should he win there was the proving where he must take her by her will or not before the Althing, and prove his desire upon her body. Some girls would make a token show before the Althing, before submitting to the warrior who claimed them. Kyrie knew in her heart, that she would fight Erik unto her own death rather than allow him to join with her in sight of the whole village.

It was not that she was bashful about the act; Kyrie had enjoyed her time of freedom, the first year of womanhood when girls were allowed if not expected to enjoy freely the men and sometimes women of the village and surrounding areas. At least a few men from the surrounding towns might challenge Erik, but Kylie feared none could best him. He was not only the war chief of their village, but chief of the Red Mountain war council. He had earned this position of leadership by proving himself in combat. He was as fearsome a warrior as he was odious a lover.

Until last year she had considered him a heroic figure, and when he had offered to be her first she had been overjoyed. Five pain-filled minutes later, she was left in tears wondering why the older women talked with such excitement about their frequent liaisons. She had avoided him after that, along with most of the village men as well, for the next few months. Her best friend was the only reason she knew that it could, should, and would be better with a skilled lover. Nora had been desperate to find a friend to come along with her lover and his friend. Kyrie didn’t understand why, but she couldn’t tell her friend no. They had hiked into the high country to hunt, and the first night Nora and Scoric had slipped into the first tent as soon as dinner was finished, and within minutes the noises of their lust filled the small clearing. Kryn for his part tried to ignore the noises and carry on as usual, but the straining bulge in his breaches said he was not unaware, and the glances Kyrie caught him giving her body told her that he wanted her.

As the couple in the tents pleasure sounds continued to build toward a crescendo, Kryn opened the other tent flap and motioned her inside. Not knowing what else to do, she joined him, expecting to have her skirts forced up and be taken like a beast rutting. At least it should be over quickly she thought. Kryn surprised her however by pulling her down onto the sleeping skins, and caressing her body through her winter clothing as he kissed her slowly and passionately.

She had never been kissed in this manner before, and the feeling of heat that began in her loins had her panting very soon. By the time Kryn began to loosen the ties of her bodice, Kylie couldn’t wait to feel his hands on her breasts. She was writhing in pleasure and wanted this to go on forever. As the last tie was loosened her large firm breasts virtually spilled out. She expected him to take them and stroke or squeeze them; instead he took her hand and placed it upon his swollen tool. She began to squeeze it and rub along its bulging length through his leather breaches. His breathing deepened as he leaned in cupping her breasts in his hands and began to lick the nipples and suck on them with softly.

Kyrie loved the feel of his big hands and hot mouth on her breasts. When he finally stopped she was very disappointed, wanting it to go on and on. As stood her up and allowed her clothing to drop around her feet she thought, Well, that was nice, perhaps it won’t hurt so much this time. But she had felt his rock hard tool and knew that he was even bigger than Erik! Standing naked before him, her breasts partially covered by her long golden tresses, she felt so exposed. He was kneeling in front of her looking at the golden curls which adorned her mound in a way that embarrassed her to her core. Before she could back away or attempt to cover up, he grasped her hips and pulled her forward causing her loins to thrust into his face. She was surprised as much by the tongue that slipped through her slit as this motion. Kryn pulled at her legs to get them open and before she knew it she was virtually straddling his face as he licked her pussy with long slow strokes. The feelings this generated were so unexpected and intense that her knees began to shake, and finally, they buckled. She fell unto the skins on her back and he followed her down, never pulling his tongue from her quivering sex. He licked her slow, and ran his tongue down into her soaking wet cunt. Her hands went to his head as though to hold him in place as the feeling in her rose to a fever pitch. Someone was moaning in pleasure and it took her a moment to realize that these joyful sounds were coming from herself! The wave built until suddenly she erupted inside with an intense wave of almost painful pleasure that was so foreign it scared her.

As Kyrie’s first orgasm abated, Kryn stood and pulled off his shirt, exposing his well-muscled body to her. She watched him as he loosened the ties of his breeches and slid them down just a little, exposing the base of his big cock, and suspending them from it. He motioned for her to finish removing them, and while the back of her mind was telling her not to willingly submit to another painful ordeal, her soaking pussy told her to get on with it. She rose up onto her knees and pulled his breeches down allowing him to step out of them. As she pulled them down to his mid-thigh, his cock thus released sprang up and made a light slapping noise as it hit her on the cheek. Looking up into his warm blue eyes he cupped the back of her head in one hand and took his throbbing cock in the other. She didn’t understand what he wanted at first as he rubbed the tip of his manhood across her lips, smearing the clear viscous fluid that was leaking from it onto her lips. He began to push it against her lips, pushing them open slightly till his cock was bumping her teeth. His urgency and her own yearning caused her to open her mouth in surprise and taking advantage of this, he thrust his cock into her mouth.

Kyrie had heard some of the girls talk of sucking cock, and how sometimes that is all the men wanted, to spurt their warm juices into a girl’s mouth. Though the taste and texture were very foreign she decided this wasn’t so bad and began to suck on his cock gently as she’d overheard the girls describe. Placing both hands behind her head now, he gently pumped a couple of inches of his cock in and out of her mouth, pulling back until her teeth brushed the bulb of his head before thrusting back in. This was obviously pleasing him, and his lust for her hot sucking mouth made him drive in a little deeper. The sudden thrust, touching the back of her throat made her gag slightly, and she tried to pull away. Kryn held her head, not letting her pull all the way out, but giving her time to get control of herself before continuing to pump her mouth. She hoped he would cum in her mouth, but her hope was in vain.

After she had sucked him for a few minutes, he withdrew and knelt in front of her. Holding her head still with one hand he kissed her, slipping his tongue deep in her mouth as his other hand stroked down her body to the dripping wet slit between her legs. She was moaning into his kiss when he penetrated her tight cunt with two fingers. It was uncomfortable at first, but as he continued to kiss her and run his fingers in and out of her tight pussy, she began heating up again and the discomfort was replaced by a tingling pleasure. Just when she thought she might orgasm again he pushed her back, lying on top of her. Spreading her legs wide he put his body between them, and placed his iron hard dick against her opening.

Kryn felt her tense as his cock parted her lips. Nora warned him that Kyrie had little experience and that little had not been good, so he took his time, slowly pushing then pulling back. It took several minutes of this before her body relaxed enough to accept his large cock. Kyrie was torn between fear of the pain and the wonderful sensations of his lips and the growing want of his cock inside her body. When the want won out, she felt herself open, and his tool slid into her. That first thrust only