The Unleashing
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Kera grabbed hold of Vigs white tank top and yanked it over his head, throwing it off to the side. Vig reached for Keras jeans. He yanked them down to her thighs, along with her panties, and slid his hand between her legs. He pushed two fingers inside her and they both gasped, Vig shocked by how hot and wet she already was.
He buried his fingers as deep as they could go and pressed his thumb against her clit. Kera gripped his hand with her own and panted out, Wait. Wait.
She pulled away from him and stood, pushing her jeans and panties all the way down and kicking them aside.
Vig already had his jeans down by his ankles when she grabbed the ends and pulled. She pushed him down onto his back and turned, lowering her body over his face.
Vig reached up and grabbed her hips, bringing her pussy down until it was pressed tight against his mouth. He slid his tongue inside Kera, and he heard her groan deep and long. Then he felt her hands on his cock as she stretched her body out over his.
She stroked him first, getting him harder until, much to his eternal happiness, her tongue slid around the tip and, after a brief pause, she swallowed him whole.
Now he groaned. Nothing had ever felt more amazing than Keras mouth on his cock, sucking and licking him while her hands gently squeezed his balls.
Even better was her pussy pulsating against his mouth as he moved his tongue from deep inside her pussy to her clit, stroking it with the tip again and again before burying his tongue back inside her.
Now they were both groaning and gasping against each other, Vig unsure he could hold on much longer. Especially when he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat.
Knowing he was moments from losing it, he gripped her clit gently between his teeth and stroked it with his tongue until her entire body began to shake and her legs gripped his head. It was like being caught in a delicious vise.
When he heard her cry out against him and her entire body tensed, Vig stopped trying to hold himself back. He just let go, praying she was okay with him coming in her mouth. Unable to stop himself even if he wanted to. And he really didnt want to.
But as her hips writhed against his face, she gripped his legs harder with her hands and again took all of him in her mouth so that he was coming directly into her throat.
His hips jerked against her several times before shed drained him completely and Kera finally pulled back.
She rolled off and they lay stretched out next to each other panting and sweaty.
After several minutes, Vig lifted his head a bit and asked Kera, Youre not asleep, are you?
Nope.
Okay. Because were not done.
Okay.
Vig smiled because that was the best answer he could have hoped for. Especially since they had hours before sunrise, when they had to return to the realworld. Vig didnt intend to waste a second of their time together.
He placed his hand against her thigh and began to inch his way right back up to
Found em!
Vig closed his eyes. In the name of Odin, no, he growled. No, no, no!
But he already knew his alone time with Kera was over even before she squealed and crawled over him to get her clothes.
Vig looked up and saw the Crows and Ravens making their way toward the lake.
This isnt happening, he said.
Much to my horror, Kera said, pulling on her tank top and reaching for her jeans, it is. Now get dressed!
Theres the boy! one of Vigs great-great uncles cheered loudly. All sweaty and his face covered in that Crow.
Kera let out a mortified squeak.
Do you need to spit, dear? one of the British Crows asked her, the sister-Crows laughing in response.
Vig stood and pulled on his jeans, doing his best to ignore his kin and the Crows.
As the large group made their way down to Vig and Kera, Vig grabbed Keras hand and looked deep into her eyes. We have nothing to be ashamed of.
Then why do I feel shame?
Probably raised a good Catholic, another Crow said. Took me years to get rid of me own shame.
Here, another Crow said, shoving a horn filled with ale in Keras hand. Drink this. Thatll help with any shame you may be feeling.
Someone started a pit fire as Vig went to the lake and washed his face since he didnt want to hear about that until this night was over.
By the time he returned to Keras side, nearly everyone had their own horn or mug of ale, one of his cousins handing him one as well.
He sat down by Kera and pulled her close when she tried to move away. Oh no you dont.
Im mortified.
Of course you are. But youre still with me.
Do you know any songs, Crow? one of Vigs ancestors asked Kera.
No, Kera lied. Of course she knew songs, but Vig would guess she wasnt about to start singing with this group.
Then we will teach you old songs of our forefathers.
Vig rolled his eyes. Gods, not the singing. He hated the singing!
Get us started, Ludvig.
What? Vig shook his head. No.
Come! Sing the songs of your ancestors!
Understand, cousin, I will kill you if you force me to.
Och! Foolish boy! Thats how you woo a woman. Especially a Crow. You sing to them.