Dragon Jade Chronicle Ch. 02

"Dragon's bells," she swore. "I was wondering what was taking you so long to steal a horse."

"Who's that?" asked Nella. She'd tried to cover herself with her dress, but hadn't managed more than a sleeve. Seeing it wasn't her father, she relaxed a little.

"My traveling companion," said Pol. "Hey, Kiera, you know how to saddle a horse, right?"

"Of course."

"Well, I don't, and the lady here isn't in any shape to," said Pol. He found his breeches, and began to lace them back up.

Kiera hazarded a peek over her shoulder, where Nella was still licking her fingers clean.

"We're taking the one in the last stall. His name's Brady, and he likes peaches," said Pol.

"Apples," Nella corrected.

"Apples, that's right, he likes apples," said Pol, grinning at Nella.

Kiera made her way towards the back stall, pointedly not looking at where Nella and Pol were. She found Brady's stall and his saddle and bridle and went about making him ready for travel. When she was done, she snuck a glance around the stall, and saw Pol was pumping his fingers in and out of Nella's pussy while the girl bit his shoulder. Kiera ducked back, her cheeks burning and her breath coming a little heavy. She tried to take a moment to compose herself, but the image of Pol's cock came unbidden to her mind, and her nipples hardened under her smock.

She cleared her throat, steeled herself, and led Brady out of his stall.

Again pretending that Pol and Nella existed in some forbidden space in the barn, Kiera announced, "We're ready, Pol."

Nella groaned as Pol removed his fingers from inside her, apologizing.

"We've got to go," he said. "Unless you can bring Tia Vashil here."

Pol took Brady's reins from Kiera, and cautiously swung himself into the saddle. He considered the horse

"I can do this much," he said. "But I don't know how to ride."

"Well, that's a lie," said Nella, climbing to her feet, the bliss having finally worn off. She let her dress down and did the laces back up and joined Pol at Brady's side. Kiera marched out of the barn to collect Blade.

"If you want him to go left, you pull left," she explained. "Go right, pull right. Go forward, you give him a kick, and whip the reins a little. To stop, draw back on them and say, 'whoa.'"

She patted Brady's neck.

"He'll do most of the work anyhow. You're just clever baggage."

"Ready, Pol?" shouted Kiera from outside.

Pol gave Brady an experimental kick, and the horse took off. Pol started screaming "whoa" to no avail.

"Pull on the reins!" shouted Nella, and Pol managed to do that, drawing Brady to a halt. He experimented with a gentler kick this time, and Brady stepped forward. Pol turned him out of the barn and stopped.

Nella followed him to the threshold of the doorway, and giggled as Pol tried to say goodbye to her, Brady turning in a slow circle as he mishandled the reins.

"Thanks for the horse, gorgeous," said Pol. "If you're ever in Tia Vashil, come find me at the Guild of Sorcerers!"

Kiera was riding Blade down the road at a steady trot, and Pol dug his heels into Brady after her.

"You're a sorcerer?" asked Nella.

"I will be soon!"