Following Rian’s orders, Chan rode Brindle back toward the city. He tugged on the reins of the horse he towed behind the large stallion, glancing back to make certain Tannen’s lifeless body was still secured in place in the saddle. As he approached the dazed-looking Prince Daggan, whose own dark charger had stopped, Chan reached out and took the reins from the barely conscious prince’s hands.
Daggan merely grunted in pain and took hold of his saddle horn, allowing the young boy to tow him and his mount back into the city.
At the center of the field, Will drew his blade from a shoulder sheath strapped to his broad back.
Rian stood waiting, Tannen’s glowing green blade in hand.
As Will raised his shimmering blade above his head, a noise came from the far end of the greenway, and both Rian and Will looked in that direction to see a small army that had ridden to Brystyn to oppose the Scartan horde.
“Ah,” Will said, studying the assortment of riders, “King Dannas and a company of Rissen’s finest warriors. A band of mercenary riders led by the legendary Talas Winter, the Outlaw King of the Banished Company. A remnant of Fairis Dayan archers come from the Vale of Seven Rivers.”
Will paused, his sword still poised above his head. “Think on this, Blackthorn. By accepting my challenge, you are preventing this small force of four thousand riders from being slaughtered. And all this trouble because of a shiny purple gem.”
He paused one last time and said, “If you win, follow my advice. Give the dragon the Jewel and be done with him. Or the consequences will be dire and dreadful, and Brystyn will be no more.”
Rian nodded.
The duel began.
Rian parried three lighting-swift attacks in a flurry of movement. Will rapidly delivered seven more strokes. Rian slanted, raised, and lowered his blade, fending off each slash and stroke. He lost a foot of ground on the last overhand swing by Will, yet quickly recovered and moved back to stand toe-to-toe with the wizard. He did not intend to go on the offensive until the right moment presented itself. Instead, he performed each defense with expert skill that left Will grimacing in frustration.
Rian could have tapped into the sorrow he felt at losing Tannen. He could have summoned the extreme rage simmering just beneath that layer of sorrow. He could have combined both sorrow and rage, and launched himself into a berserk madman, furious with his need for revenge. He might have lost complete control.
He remained calm in spite of his need for vengeance. He knew the only way to avenge Tannen’s cruel death was to remain focused on the duel itself, no room for a fury-driven assault. He would soon take the fight back to Will, but for the next several minutes he would study the wizard’s moves.
*Suck me!* suddenly drifted into Rian’s mind. *Suck out my seed! Fuck me! Fuck me like a dog!*
His blade flashing before him, Will snickered as he conjured a vision spell and sent it roiling onto the mental screen inside Rian’s head:
They stood naked together in a forest clearing.
Will moved in close and prodded him with his very large erection.
Sticky strands of pre-cum dribbled from his shiny head and connected with Rian’s pubic bush.
Will dabbed at him again, this time running his slick head over and under his balls, awakening feelings there that begged to be dealt with.
More strands of sticky pre-cum coated Rian’s balls as Will withdrew, causing both of them to look down at the creamy web work connecting Will’s rock-hard shaft with Rian’s tender balls.
Will embraced him, poking his dick between his legs, the curved angle of his shaft allowing him to poke up at Rian’s asshole. Once, twice, three times he performed slow, steady jabs, striking his ass ring each time, eliciting at last a sigh from Rian.
Will reached down between them, and gripped Rian’s slowly rising cock with his thumb and middle finger. He began to stimulate his sperm duct with his swiftly moving index finger, running it over and over the pleasure spot with increasing speed. Rian began to sigh, toss his head back and forth, and move up and down on the balls of his feet. He placed both hands on Will’s shoulders for support as Will took him up and over the edge.
He came in fantastic spurts that blasted all over Will’s chest and abdomen, coating it with a slimy cream that ran in rivulets down into his golden pubes.
The images blurred and Rian found himself seated on his bare ass on green grass. On either side of him, Silk and Tristan held him up by his shoulders and arms and moved his head forward toward Will standing there, his legs spread wide so that his cock was even with Rian’s open mouth.
Will inserted his large cock slowly into Rian’s waiting mouth, stopping only when his enormous head struck the back of his throat. He nodded at Silk and Tristan, and the two began to move Rian back and forth so that each time they forced him forward, he took Will’s wet cock into his mouth, and each time they moved him back, the long, large cock came out with just the head still buried inside Rian’s mouth.
The two worked him forward and backward with ever-increasing speed, causing Rian to make sounds that seemed to stimulate Will even more as his cock slid in and out of his suctioning lips. “Aucck! Aucccck! Unnhhh! Auuuck!” came from Rian, until Will took hold of his long, black hair and shoved himself forward, impaling his mouth and his throat. “Ahhhhh!” came from Will as he shot his load down Rian’s throat, over and over again.
Rian took all that Will had to deposit and swallowed one last time as Will slowly slid out of him.
The image blurred again, and this time Silk, Tristan, and Corey appeared naked before him, gentle threads of water cascading down on them from the rocky ledges above them. The three embraced him, Silk on his left side, Tristan on his right, and Corey in the middle. As Corey ran his throbbing erection against Rian’s, Silk lowered his head and sucked on his left nipple, while Tristan sucked on his neck, ran his slippery tongue down and over his chest, ending with a tight-lipped, tongue-darting nipple suck of his right-side tit. Rian reared up into their three-way embrace, grappling with each of their wet bodies as they all four were drenched from the falling water from above.
Tristan slid around to his back side, then kneeled behind him, placing his warm, wet mouth over his puckered hole. He made little jabs with his tongue, worming it in and out of his ass ring. Rian felt the moist tongue working its way up into his chute, and he reached back and roughly ran his hand through Tristan’s blond strands, ending up cupping the back of his head in his hand as Tristan gobbled at his ass with a fiery passion.
Corey ran both hands up to tweak at Rian’s nipples even as he lowered himself to his knees in front of him. He used only his mouth to guide Rian’s rock-hard rod in past his lips. He made a noisy job slurping at his seven inches of flesh, bobbing his head in ever-increasing steady movements, until he at last deep-throated him, causing Rian to rise on the balls of his feet as both Corey and Tristan worked him over from front and back.
Silk reached down with a handful of lotion and packed it into Corey’s ass crack. He moved around behind Tristan and did the same to him, then planted a gloopy dab to his own crack and hole.
Rian was left staggering as Tristan stopped rimming him, and Corey broke off his blow job. He watched with anticipation as all three of them kneeled down in front of him, offering their well-coated asses up to him. Silk, Tristan, and Corey remained down on their hands and knees while Rian took each one of them from behind.
Silk was first, and being an expert in giving pleasure, he gyrated his hips, working the muscles inside his ass to massage Rian’s prodding, poking, stabbing dick. Rian was forced to lean over his back, reaching around to grab onto Silk’s bobbing cock. As Silk increased his backward and forward movements, Rian began to breathe and gasp, sucking in, blowing out, sucking in, blowing out. Silk himself began to moan like the whore that he was, making mewling sounds of pleasure as Rian fucked him faster and faster. With a last “Unnnnnhhhh!” Silk burst in Rian’s firm grasp, shooting ropey tendrils of creamy sperm all the way up to his chin.
When he had milked him, emptying his balls, Rian withdrew from Silk. He lined up with Tristan then, and Tristan reached back to help guide him in to his chute. Once he impaled him, Tristan lowered his head to his crossed arms and kept his ass extended up so that Rian could ram inside him at a downward angle. Again as Rian fucked, he gripped Tristan’s cock in his hand and pumped him furiously.
Tristan was huffing and puffing and even whining as Rian drove into him, and tugged and wanked on him. Silk wormed his way beneath him, licking at the tender spot between his ass and balls. Tristan went wild, and Rian careened into him, taking him to the ground with one savage thrust, his long, hard cock smashing into Silk’s upturned face. He lay beneath him, his mouth opening to take him in, and once he had a lip lock on his cock, Silk sucked him while Rian fucked him.
Tristan cried out, “I am cumming! I am cumming!”
He gave a shudder and spasm, then filled Silk’s mouth with his load.
Rian withdrew, sliding his still-rock-hard cock out of his asshole. Without slowing, he slipped it into Corey’s awaiting ass ring, sliding all the way in until his pubes and his balls slapped against Corey’s cheeks. Slap! Slap! Slap! Corey writhed and moaned as Rian rammed in again and again, striking repeatedly. “Ohhhh! Ohhh, yes! Unnnhh, yes! Ohhh, my! Oh, fuck me, Rian! Fuck me deep and long! Unnhhhh! Uhhhhhh!”
Rian grasped him firmly by either hip, lifting up so that his legs came off the ground. He drove in, all the way inside him, freezing for a moment as his full seven inches of hardened cock impaled him. Both of them gasped as the connection between Rian’s dick head and Corey’s prostate resulted in sensations that rolled over them in powerful waves of pleasure. Rian then withdrew, pulling his cock completely out of Corey. As Corey glanced back to see why he had quit fucking him, just when it was starting to feel so good, Rian spun him over onto his back, raising his legs up high.
Corey reached down, grabbed the backs of his knees, and spread his raised legs wide. Rian drove inside him in the next second, coming down between his legs to land on his raised ass with his pelvic region. He bobbed his head as he lapped at Corey’s right raised nipple.
They came at the same time, Rian exploding inside him and Corey spurting gloopy globs up between them, leaving a glistening coating all over Rian’s chest.
Will swung his sword directly at his head.
At the last possible second, Rian parried the falling blade.
Will grunted as Rian’s blade deflected his deadly stroke.
Rian exploded in a series of blistering attacks. Will was forced to back away, using a great deal of effort to keep Rian’s blade from piercing his defense.
Shaking his head to clear his mind of the lusty visions that Will had sent him, Rian let loose with a fierce, skillful blade-weaving that a lesser swordsman would have never been able to defend against.
As skilled as Will happened to be, to all those watching it was obvious that Rian had taken the fight to him.
In one last forceful backhand swing, Rian slammed his blade into Will’s, sending it flipping out of his grasp. Will stood there frozen, his look one of resigned defeat as Rian followed through with a wild looping motion, whirling his luminous green blade around so that the razor-sharp edge ended up resting across Will’s neck and chest.
With one swift slice downward, Rian could have easily ended the duel and concluded the fight with a victory for Brystyn. He meant to do it, too. He wanted so badly to avenge his fallen lover. He even envisioned the bright red blood bursting from Will’s artery as he performed a swift killing stroke.
But he saw something in Will’s gaze that caused him to hesitate.
There was fear in the widened eyes of the defeated wizard, and yet the fear had nothing to do with the fact that Rian stood poised and ready to take his life. No, he was peering over Rian’s shoulder at the distant sky, and something there was causing Will of Winterwood to tremble in pure terror.
“Slay me now, Blackthorn,” Will said. “Kill me before the dragon does.”