5. Ressurection

There's a moment of silence after the Knight's large sword is unsheathed before you. "I don't think you want to do this...m'lady." His voice sounds somewhat sardonic as he draws out the last word and raises his sword up slightly higher. Taking a step back, you quickly raise the branch, bracing yourself as the first blow from his sword comes down. The broad piece sinks into the wood but only appears to deal superficial damage to the sturdy item of wood. When he pulls the weapon away you deftly lower down and swing the makeshift club at his midsection. The wood connects with the thick metal and sends a small shock wave up your arms. Edric smirks slightly as he remains unmoved by your vain attempt to disable or immobilize him. His arms lift up again as he raises the large blade over his head before brining it down again. Though, the plate mail he's wearing initially seemed an advantage, you quickly pick up on a crucial flaw with his movement. No matter how strong this man is the thick metal simply won't react and move as quickly as he'd seemingly like to act. Taking the opportunity, you quickly tuck and roll forward, narrowly dodging the blade before it connects with the ground. Realizing your advantage, you quickly scramble back up then take off in the direction of your horse.

Sir Edric let's out a slightly exasperated grunt as he pulls his sword out of the soil. Not daring to look back, your feet seem to barely touch the ground as you fly forward. Heavy footsteps sound behind you but you can tell you're adding more distance with each bound. When you reach your horse it stirs slightly in agitation at your sudden appearance. Dropping the branch, you waste no time quickly grabbing your weapon before attempting to untie the reigns from the tree. Just as the last loop is undone the footsteps grow louder and you barely turn in time to bar another oncoming blow. Though, you're quick with your block, your hammer falls slightly short, causing his blade to bounce off and tear across your shoulder. Wincing, you pull back, feeling warm blood and ripped fabric brush against your arm. The Knight seems to pause for a moment and you see his eyes trail down to your now bare and bloody shoulder. An uneasy feeling starts building up when you notice his green eyes glaze over slightly and become distance. Taking a step back, you try to regain your grip on the hammer before his next impossibly fast blow. Unfortunately, your grasp on your battle hammer was not sufficient. A loud thump echoes through the forest when the hammer is knocked from your hands and falls to the ground.

Your heart drums loudly in your chest as you watch Edric's eyes widen slightly and his focus seem to grow even more detached. His gaze drifts over to your chest and stops on the still covered shoulder on your left side. Time seems to move costively as he slowly raises his blade and places it against your jugular. Inhaling deeply, you feel the cold steel press against the thin skin covering your neck. Your eyes lock into Edric slightly mad gaze as the edge of his sword bushes down your neck and runs across your collar bone. His movement pauses once the tip of the blade dips under the fabric still covering your left shoulder. You quickly step back in an involuntary reaction, causing said fibers to catch on the ragged metal of the sword. The remaining cloth covering your chest quickly slips down your now exposed torso when you move away. “'None is righteous, no, not one; no one understands; no one seeks for God. All have turned aside; together they have become worthless; no one does good, not even one'...” The words that pour out of his mouth not only sound garbled but almost involuntary and absentminded. You start to speak but quickly fall silent when he steps forward and continues his strange recitation, "'Their throat is an open grave; they use their tongues to deceive. The venom of asps is under their lips.'” He reaches forward and you immediately tense as his finger tips brush against your bottom lip. “'Their mouth is full of curses and bitterness.'”

His thumb continues running down your chin before stopping at the isthmus between your neck. "'The message of the cross is foolish to those who are headed for destruction... But we who are being saved know it is the very power of God.'" His green eyes have turned slightly dark as the savage look completely overtakes them. Your breath quickly catches in your slightly constricted throat when you feel his other hand aggressively clench around your bare breast. "'I say to you that everyone who looks at a woman with lust for her has already committed adultery with her in his heart.'" A small gasp emits from your lips when you feel his thumb brush against your tender nipple. "This, I am most certainly guilty of..." The last words he speaks are the only one's that don't appear to be some type of quote. His hand presses harder against your throat as you feel yourself pushed until your back connects with a thick tree trunk behind you. His opposite hand slides down your chest and pulls down on the remaining fabric covering your lower torso. In a moment his hand is on your waist and you're quickly spun around before your bosom collides with the trunk before you. Your forearms press against the rough bark as you feel the Knight's hand curl tighter around your delicate neck.

The hand on your waist releases, and you hear the slight clanging of metal, before it falls back on your mid thigh. His fingers grip the slightly ripped material around your waist and hitches it up. Cold metal pushes against your rear and the back of your thighs when Edric leans against you. Bark from the trunk digs deeper into your arms as he slightly presses his weight against you. The uncomfortable sensation is soon the least of your problems when you feel a warm, hard, tension against your tight hole. Closing your eyes, you do your best to suppress another gasp as his unexpectedly large shaft begins forcing its way inside you. "'A woman of gentle grace gets respect, but men of rough **** grab for spoils.'" His frayed breath caresses the nape of your neck while his hand tightens around the front of it. You're unable to stifle the warbled groan of pain and pleasure that evades your lips when his full member bursts in. Hard plate slams against your back, pushing you deeper into the tree before you. More warm liquid begins trickling down your forearms as they continue to scrape against the coarse exterior of the tree. The fingers around your neck constricts slightly while his thumb runs along your chin, pushing it upwards.

Your head leans back against the cool metal of his chest plate as he continues plowing into you. In spite, of your efforts, almost naturally you feel your body reacting to his movements. A somewhat guttural moan exudes from your parted lips when his weight slams back down on you. After a few similar motions, you find yourself succumbing to his strangely satisfying thrusting. Edric's thumb presses into the soft flesh under your jaw while you try your best not to convulse when the imposing orgasm takes over. Despite the pleasure washing over, you get the feeling he's somewhat less than experienced. Your suspicion is confirmed when a moment later you feel the large figure above you tense and grip your neck tighter. Another gasp escapes you as he deftly pulls out before brutally smashing back inside you. You're genuinely caught off guard when a second climax almost instantly washes over you when you feel his warm liquid erupt inside you. "'No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man'..." The Knight's words hardly seem to register in your mind as he pants in your ear. "'God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.'"