Rescue Ch. 12

Rescue is Book Two of the Pervikar series. Pervikar is the first book and Ritual will be the third. I wish to express my thanks to the readers who have sent me feedback and have voted for my stories. My special thanks goes to sweetmirazh, who does my editing, and mack_the_knife.

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Per halted Koth, his large warhorse, and looked back at Iona. She had stopped about twenty feet behind him and was looking at him with hurt in her eyes. Per eased out of his saddle and walked back to where she was.

"No, Iona," he said. "I'm not mad with you. I'm sort of disgusted with myself."

"For what?" countered Iona. "For killing a few mercenaries who were trying to kill us...or seeing Lady Contico dragged off to prison?" She cocked her head to one side. "Or is it what you had to do to get said lady out of her own self-induced lust?"

"You know what it was," said Per as he tied his reins to a tree and then sat down.

Iona dismounted and tied her reins to the same branch. She walked over to Per, sat down beside him, and took his hands in her own.

"I'm sorry, Per," she apologized. "I didn't mean to be such a bitch."

"It's not you, it's me," stated Per. "I finally got to see what I am really like under this curse. It scared me before and now I'm terrified. I told you why Alana left our group before because she was scared of me. Now I can see that her fear was justified."

"Bull!" snorted Iona. "I know you in your state! It's not a curse. I'm willing to bet not a single girl you've slept with has been hurt by your lust."

"What about what happened to you?"

"That was my own damn fault!" said Iona hotly. "I would not listen to you!"

"And the next one who doesn't listen to me?" asked Per rhetorically. "I used Contico in the worst way. I was trying to kill that desire in her by brute force because I didn't want to look at it."

"You saw something you didn't like," said Iona softly. "Per, did Contico get her lustcraze the same way you do?"

"No, hers was caused by the pollen."

"And yours is a natural part of you," said Iona. "It doesn't change who you are. The pollen changed her. You may not like it, but it makes up the whole you. I, for one, wish that my nose was a shade shorter and a little rounder, but I won't cut it off to spite my face. I like you just the way you are and that includes your - quote - curse - unquote that you say you have. I've found it rather fun actually."

Per smiled and then laughed.

"I get your point," he said smiling. "What do you think the General will eventually do with Contico?"

"Well, you saw how pleased he was when we saw him that night," stated Iona. "No Queen...no Yayenski...not mercenaries left alive...and one drugged noblewoman."

"Yup, he was pissed," said Per. "At least he had a cleric heal your arm."

"As for Contico," continued Iona, "She was breeding a new exotic plant that could have incapacitated the entire population of the city. She was also involved in Queen Shara's abduction. The General may look on it as an internal siege and mount her head above the gate."

"Would he do that?" asked Per.

"No, he'll punish her and use her as an example. Are you going to bring back Yayenski's head like he ordered you to?"

"You have to admit that the bounty he put on it is staggering," replied Per. "We're about a day and a half out from Delta. What do you say to finding a campsite? It's going to be several more days before we find the crater."

"Why don't we just camp here?"

"There looks to be a stream or river up ahead," said Per, observing a green line of trees that meandered back and forth. "Let's head there, unless you want to haul water all the way back here."

It was only a short time later before they arrived at the river. It was a broad body of water about two hundred feet wide with boulders and rocks strewn all over the bed. Per quickly pitched their tent and made camp. As soon as he had the stone ring around the firepit built, he started to take off his armor.

"What, pray tell, are you doing?" asked Iona, watching him strip.

"I'm taking a bath," replied Per as he pulled off his boots and set them down beside Dorgeth. "I'm dirty and itchy, and I'm not the only person around here who smells."

Iona's mouth shot open in shock at his implied insult. Per pulled off his pants and ran stark naked into the river.

"Why you big, ugly, clumsy..." swore Iona as she fumbled with the straps securing her ringmail. She finally managed to strip down completely and ran down to the river.

"Per?" called out Iona as she waded into the water. "Per, where are you?"

He did not answer as Iona gingerly stepped over and around the rocks. She skirted around a boulder that was twice her height and just as big across. The cold water came up to her knees and she shivered at its touch. Iona turned and raced back around the boulder hoping to catch Per on the other side, but he was not there.

Getting miffed, Iona put her hands on her hips and yelled, "Alright, Per! This isn't funny anymore!"

Iona shrieked as a large body splashed down into the deep pool beside her. Before she could utter another yell, Per effortlessly picked her up and ran with her towards the middle of the river.

"You wouldn't dare!" screamed Iona in horror just before Per dived forward into the river.

Iona gasped, sputtered, and flailed around in the cold water. She finally managed to get her feet under her and stood up. The water was about four and a half feet deep. Per was lying in the water smiling as water dripped off her blond hair and round breasts.

"Gee, you're a little wet," teased Per with a smirk.

Iona's eyes narrowed and she quickly jumped up to place both hands on top of Per's head. Per gargled something as his head disappeared under the water. Iona, however, had not counted on Per's strength. She felt her hands slip backwards over his head as he surged upward. Before she knew it, she was slung over his shoulder as he shook off.

"Let me down, you brute," said Iona, crossly.

"Not yet," said Per as he swung her around off his shoulder and into his arms. He bent his head down and gave her a long kiss.

"Mmm, fun in the water," cooed Iona with a little smile when the kiss ended.

"You told me to be myself," accused Per mockingly with a little smile of his own. "I decided not to worry about it anymore."

"Oh, shut up and come down here," she said as she reached up and pulled his head back down.

Iona's tongue shot into Per's mouth and their tongues dueled with one another. Her hands caressed his face as the kiss went on. Per, maintaining the kiss, lowered Iona down so she could stand on her own. Iona gasped in delight as her leg bumped against the hard slab of flesh sticking out from Per's loins.

She reached down and straightened his cock so that it was pointing upward. She trapped it between their bodies and ground her stomach and pelvis against the rigid rod. Per groaned in ecstasy as Iona rubbed around on it. He slid his hands up her sides and cupped her round tits. Her hard nipples poked into the palms of his hands and she moaned as Per gently squeezed the fleshy globes. Tingles shot through her nipples to produce a warm passionate glow inside her.

The cold water felt good against Per's hot skin. It came up to his stomach, while it was up to Iona's nipples. Iona, panting, took a step back away from Per and reached underwater to grasp Per's thick cock.

Her shoulders hunched as her hands stroked his manhood up and down. Per titled his head back as her warm hands and cold water played around his turgid shaft. Iona stroked it slowly, savoring the feel of the veiny pole in the coolness of the river. After a couple more strokes, she released Per's cock and swung her arms up around his neck. She then floated her legs up to wrap them around his waist. Per's cock bobbed several times against her ass.

"Too heavy?" asked Iona as Per's hands reached under her butt to support her.

"Tsk...with most of your weight being supported in the water?" poohed Per. "Get real!"

"Real is what I want," said Iona as she reached down between them with one hand.

Iona managed to grasp Per's prick and pointed it upward. Per lifted her up as the head of his cock slid between her asscheeks to her slick labia. Iona hunched her hips downward and per lowered her until two inches of his cock was lodged in her hot, moist pussy.

"Oh, yeah!" moaned Iona. "This is what I need. Let's do it long and slow."

Per followed Iona's lead as he gently slid his cock in and out of her tight hole. The water rippled away from them to be lost in the current farther out. Soon, Iona was taking eight of his twelve inches inside her vagina and Per fucked her with exacting slowness. Iona closed her eyes and opened her mouth in passion as she savored the hard fullness filling her ecstasy to the brim.

"Oh, yes!" she panted. "Just like that. I can feel it...oh...just a little...Oh, yes!"

Iona's heavy breath came in time with Per's thrusts. Her inhales and exhales were long and protracted as his cock slowly pushed in and out of her hot pussy. Per could feel the tension building in his balls. He spied a flat rock, which seemed to hang out over the pool they were in. An idea formed in his mind and Per slowly waded over to it without missing a beat.

"Iona, I'm close," panted Per in her ear.

"So, cum," she whispered back before nibbling on his ear. "I know you're good for another one."

Per increased the pace of his fucking and his cock slithered quickly in and out of Iona. Water splashed from the motion of their bodies. Per knew his climax was almost there. The tension in his balls was almost to its peak. Iona gasped in surprise as Per lifted her off his cock and set her ass down on the flat rock.

Iona did not say anything when Per gently pushed her back onto the rock. He then splashed out of the water to stand over her. His fist gripped his cock and began to pump it vigorously. Iona's eyes glittered in delight and her mouth opened wide as she saw that he was pointing his cock right at her face. She used one hand to squeeze a breast as the other zip down to rub her clit.

"AHHHHHH!" groaned out Per as the tension inside him released all at once and his cock began to pulsate.

The first blast of ropey white cum shot out from the tip of his cock to splatter on Iona's chin, mouth, and cheeks. She moaned and shook as the thrill of it set off her own orgasm. Her fingers were moving in a blur on her clitoris. Per's second spurt hit her at the base of the throat and sprayed all the way down between the valley of her breast. His third shot of sperm completely coated her hand and both pliant mounds. Per was shaking and weak in the knees as his fourth and fifth spurt erupted from his cock. Both hit Iona full in the face, sticking to her forehead, eyes, hair, and nose. Iona's back arched off the rock and she cried out as her fingers took her over the edge in a massive orgasm.

They both stayed still, each gasping for air in the climax of their passion. Per, however, soon felt the familiar burn of lust begin to blaze in his balls. Iona, wiping his cum from her eyes, saw his cock deflate and then lengthen to become rock hard. She scampered up and moved over to a boulder, which was only waist high to her. With her legs in the water, she bent over and leaned on the boulder.

"C'mon, Per," she said to him. "Fuck me from behind."

Per moved up behind Iona. He grabbed his cock and rubbed the tip of it against her wet slit. Iona groaned and hunched back against it. The lust was taking over and Per felt his need to cum again building inside. He aimed his prick at Iona's opening and grasped her hips. With a shove, he stretched her cunt wide open as eight inches of his cock slid into her. After readjusting his feet for a better angle, Per began to pump his hard shaft in and out of her hot, tight hole. Keeping a firm grip on her hips, He never went deeper than eight inches in, but his strokes bore into her vagina relentlessly. His lustcraze soared as his mind went blank and his body took over. The piston-like action of his cock kept the rhythm and Iona, moaning in passion, humped back against Per.

"Oh, yeah!" exclaimed Iona breathlessly, her feet splayed apart as Per's large cock squished in and out of her juicy cunt. "Oh, fuck me...that feels so good!"

Iona's hands rested on the boulder to keep her balance as she bent over. Her breasts hung down and swayed in time to Per's thrusts. She could feel her body heating up as his prick slid aganst every inch of her insides. The sensation sent jolts of pure pleasure straight down to her toes.

"Oh, gods...oh, gods..." chanted Iona as she started to quiver. She hung her head down as sweat and cum dripped off her into the water. "Oh, gods...OH, GODS!...OHH-AHHHHH!!!"

Iona's body bucked and shook as her sexual tension peaked and then exploded inside her. Her vaginal muscles tightened and released spasmodically around the hard, thick shaft in her pussy. She felt Per increase his speed as her juices coated his cock and, gritting her teeth, she squeezed her cunt even tighter around his prick. She felt his hands tighten their grip on her hips and with one last shove he came. Iona sighed in bliss as she felt his hot wet sperm squirt into her time and again, filling her to the brim and beyond.

"How...how was that?" panted Per with his lust abated as he caressed her back.

"Hold on," she said to him, moving his hands back to her hips.

Iona moved them back a couple of steps with his cock still inside her. Letting go of the boulder, she bent straight down to her knees as Per held her hips for balance. Per gasped as her pussy tightened dramatically around his softening cock. The shortening of her vagina caused their combined juices to squeeze out of her pussy and dribble down her legs. Iona, looking over her shoulder at Per, chuckled at his expression. She splashed water on her face and chest, washing off the splattered remains of Per's first climax. She then straightened up, causing Per's cock to slip out of her slick cunt. She then turned around and kissed him tenderly.

"Oh, I'd say it was adequate," she told him before diving off into the river.

When she broke the surface, she saw that Per was still standing where she left him with a dumbfounded look on his face. Iona's merry laughter seemed to shake him back to reality and, with a roar, he went charging in after her. After a while of chasing around boulders, splashing each other, and not a few dunkings, they both sat down to relax and soak in the cool water.

"You see, Per, you are a good person," said Iona.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Iona looked over at him and said, "I mean I was bent over, the lustcraze was taking over, and you didn't drill that monster of a cock all the way into me. You know I still can't take it all the way in. Well, except maybe the other way, but that's beside the point. You had the opportunity to do it and I'm sure your lust wanted you to. You didn't."

"I don't know what to say."

"Nothing to say," said Iona with a shrug. "It's a part of you. It's something to be aware of, but nothing to be deathly afraid of. Oops, wait a minute."

Per wondered what was wrong as Iona took a deep breath and sank under the water. He then stiffened in surprise as her hands grasped his thighs and her mouth sealed itself around his soft cock. Iona took the entire thing in her mouth and sucked on it, pulling it out between her lips before taking it in her warm mouth again. Per gasped as his cock began to harden and Iona sucked less and less of it in her mouth as it lengthened. She finally had to splash up out of the water for a great gasp of air.

"Sorry, thought I saw a snake," she said slyly while arching an eyebrow. She then grasped his cock with both hands. "And damn if it isn't! Here, sit up on that flat rock."

Per sat on the rock with his feet dangling into the water. Iona moved forward so that she was between his thighs. She licked and sucked on his cock with abandon as her hands pumped the shaft up and down. Per felt the tension building quickly in his balls.

"I...Iona, I'm going to cum soon," he warned her.

Her response was to bob her head up and down even faster with the head of his cock lodged between her lips. One hand came down to fondle his heavy testicles. At her touch Per felt his sac tighten and he cried out his joy as his cock fired off its rich load into her waiting mouth. Iona, swallowing as fast as she could, still could not keep up with him. White jism oozed out of the corners of her mouth to slither down to her chin. She cupped a hand under her chin so not to lose a drop. As Per's climax finished, he laid back on the rock, gasping for breath at the quickness and intensity of it.

"Whew!" exclaimed Iona, savoring the warm, full feeling in her stomach. Her hand was half full of his white seed and she quickly gulped it down. "One of these days, I'm going to have to get a measuring cup. I don't know where you get it all from." She then washed off her face and hands.

"Children, finished playing now?" said a thin, reedy voice from the nearby bank.

Per and Iona both jumped in alarm. Over on the bank was a thin, decrepit old man. His white hair and beard was all matted and his clothes had not seen soap in years. He stood hunched over leaning heavily on a wood staff.

"Who are you?" asked Per, angry at being snuck up on.

"Who am I? Who am I?" muttered the old man, looking around distractedly. "I used to have a name. What was it? Mack? No, no, no, that's not it! Max? Yes! Max, that's it! I'd be Max!"

Per had circled around the old man drawing Iona along behind him to where their armor and weapons lay. Per was certain that Max did not have all his oars in the water and, despite Max's frail appearance, Per wanted more that just his fists to defend himself with.

"No need weapons," smirked Max as he crookedly turned to face them. "Max is no danger to you. The day wanes fast and HE comes. Dress! Dress!"

"He? Who is he?" asked Per as he picked up Dorgeth and motioned Iona to get dressed.

"HE comes, but strong walls and a stout door will bar his path," said Max, not watching them, but looking around. "Come...come...we must be inside before night falls."

"Because he is coming?" asked Iona, quickly buckling her ringmail on.

"Yes, yes, pretty one. Please, you must accept my hospitality," pleaded Max earnestly. "You will be safe this night in my castle. Please, come!"

"What do you think?" Iona asked Per softly as he buckled on his armor.

"He's scared of something," replied Per. "Look at him glancing at the sun every few seconds. He might be a raving lunatic, but I'm willing to go on his advice for now."

"Come! Come!" cried out Max. "The sun sinks!"

Per went over to retrieve a food pack and then headed over towards Koth.

"No room! No room for horses!" cried out Max. "Animals be safe. HE hunts humans. Come!"

With that last word, Max turned and began to hobble downstream. Per picketed the horses and the mule. He and Iona then quickly followed Max.

"I remember hearing stories about this guy," said Iona. "If he is who I think he is, then he is Mad Max. He is a hermit who has lived out here for years and years. They said he came out to Delta to live with his family. They were killed and he lost his mind. There have been sporadic sightings of him from time to time, but no one has seen him more than once. He's supposed to be insane, but harmless."

"I hope he is harmless, but he is definitely scared of something," said Per.

Max led them several hundred yards downstream. The river made a bend there and gouged out a cliff on the opposite bank. A sandy beach ran down to water's edge on their side. In the treeline just before the beach was Max's destination.

Per stopped dead when he caught sight of Max's castle. He shook his head and changed the word castle to hovel. He shook his head again as he thought hovel was too grand a word and changed the description to pigsty, even though he was sure no self-respecting pig would live in it.