Survival

He brought the horse back, loaded it, then helped the old woman get on. She scooted back, making clear he needed to take the reins. He climbed on and she handed him the ends of a rope, he understood and tied it tight around him, she wasn’t going to be conscious for long, he would have to ride with her tied to him. Once she was secured, she croaked out two words, her voice was course and obviously pained. “Thunder. Home.”

The horse headed east. The old woman slumped against his back. He hoped the horse knew the way home, because he had no idea where they were.

He dozed off and awoke numerous times that night, the horse just kept moving, in the woods, out of the woods, by a stream, crossing a road. . . it all blurred together. He drank some water, tried to offer some to the old woman, but she was asleep, or dead, he couldn’t tell without getting off the horse, and he wasn’t sure he’d be able to get them back on if he did. His head ached, if he focused on looking at any one object his vision would blur and the pain would get worse.

Before long the sky started to grow light. He thought he recognized the land around them, he knew it was the south from the trees and the feel of the air, but he already knew they had been heading south. He tried to look at the mountains in the distance, figure out how far south they had gone, but his eyes blurred and his head ached, so he relented and just rode, passing between sleep and consciousness, only the rising sun to mark the passing of time.

“It’s them.”

“Get them inside.”

“By Kresta, what happened to Azhelin?”

“Is she alive?”

“Yes, but she’s in bad shape.”

“Get them to Mother Zhelva, quickly.”

Aarni tried to speak, but his head was swimming, he mumbled as they took him off the horse and carried him somewhere. They laid him down on something hard and flat.

“Here, drink this young prince.” Said a sweet and melodic voice.

He opened his mouth, swallowed as much of the warm, sweet liquid as he could.

“Good, you did well, you saved Azhelin, you are safe now. Rest.” He didn’t have to be told a second time; he felt warm and his brain felt fuzzy. He quickly fell asleep.

When Arni awoke he felt strange, his mouth was dry, his body sore, like he had been lying down for days. The room he was in was bright, when his eyes adjusted he could see why, there were crystals instead of a ceiling, sunlight was diffused and reflected, it was beautiful. He tried to sit up.

“Careful, prince, you have been under for two days, do not push yourself.”

He turned to the voice, the speaker was a young lady, long blonde hair, smooth skin, a white gown that shimmered in the light from the crystals, incredible breasts.

He tried to speak, to ask where he was but only a croak came out, he needed water.

“Here, take this, drink slowly.” She handed him a small waterskin, his arm was shaky, and he spilled a good bit as he tried to pour it down his throat. But it helped.

“Take a minute, don’t try to speak yet.” The beautiful young woman said, touching his face and running her hands over his chest. “We have waited so long for you to come.” She said, her face flushed, her eyes practically fucking him.

“Ellia,” a different, stern voice said. “Your job was to tell me if he awoke.”

“Sorry, mistress, he just awoke, I gave him water, he hasn’t spoken yet.”

“Good, run along, I’ll see to him from here.”

The young lady, Ellia, bowed to the speaker, then bowed to Aarni, she paused, and looking at him, bit her lip. Her loose, low-cut gown showed so much of her lovely chest, and as she turned to leave he saw the gown was short, showing most of her legs, she was gorgeous. He watched her for as long as he could, he wished they hadn’t been interrupted.

“Good morning prince Aarni. I’m sure you have questions, but for now you need to know that you are in the Goddess’s temple at Tsevest, and you are safe here. Rest, food will be brought to you soon.”

Aarni finally looked to the woman speaking. She was dressed the same as Ellia, and while she was older, she was also beautiful. Aarni guessed she was in her mid-thirties, she had smaller breasts, but her legs were muscular and shapely. Her brown hair was tied back, her dark eyes stern and cold, she had thin lips, but a soft shape to her face, Aarni could picture those lips on his dick, her eyes looking up to him.

“Shit.” He said out loud. By the goddess, he was horny. He closed his eyes, tried to listen to what she was saying to him.

“After that you will be given freedom within the walls. . .”

He thought of her legs, strong, shapely, pictured himself pushing them apart as he entered her, fucking that stern expression right off her face.

“What’s happening to me?” he asked. He’d been horny before, but this was different, he wasn’t that interested in this woman, but he couldn’t stop thinking about fucking her. Couldn’t focus on words he needed to hear.

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t focus.”

She laughed. “These chambers are for worship, they offer the secrecy necessary for your presence here, but the effect of the crystals can be a bit. . . overwhelming.”

He opened his eyes, looked at the crystals, they were beautiful. Focusing on them he started to feel like he could hear a subtle hum. As he focused on it, he felt his dick stiffen, his heart rate elevate, his arousal take off.

He felt hands touch his leg. He looked down to see the lady pull down his pants, freeing his erection. He couldn’t tell for a moment if it was real or not, but when she took him in her mouth, he felt the warmth and wetness.

“Fuck.” He said.

She was already moving on him, taking him deep inside her, into her throat, her tongue working the underside of his penis. It felt amazing, and it didn’t take long before he came in her mouth.

“Oh goddess.” He cried as he laid back, able to relax a bit, but his dick was still hard, he looked at the woman as she stood, he was hungry for so much more than just a blowjob.

“That should help you settle down,” she said, backing away from him but staring at his dick. “I will speak to the Matron about finding you a more appropriate room now that you are awake.” She turned and walked out. He watched her go, her ass was round and tight, and more thoughts entered his head.

“Fuck me.” Aarni said as the door closed behind him.