The Five Forms of Kimber Ch. 02

Satisfied at last, Kimber collapsed into Jonath, her head on his shoulder, her pussy still enveloping his cock, and her legs straightening out, moving down alongside his. She resumed purring and was soon sound asleep, and Jonath finally stopped petting her as he too fell into slumber.

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Kimber's eyes opened just before dawn. She could finally see Jonath in the full view of daylight. He was not an especially large man, but his muscular chest paid tribute to his training and the physical prowess needed to be an ogre hunter. His face still spoke of youth, with wavy brown hair and a scraggily beard. His eyes opened as he too awoke. They were deep green, and held the distant look of a boy forced to grow up too fast due to a hard and tragic life, but also a deeper warmth of a man that strongly believes in family and protecting those he cares about.

"We need to move quickly, those ogres will be on our trail much faster in the daylight," Kimber said.

"Quite right," said Jonath. "We best be away from here with haste. I hate to leave a job unfinished, but I no longer have the benefit of them not knowing that I am here stalking them." Kimber gave him a quick kiss and then arose to allow him to don his armor. "So where will you be off to now, more treasure hunting?" Jonath asked.

"Indeed," said Kimber from behind him. "The next stone is located a great distance from here, along the ocean coast to the west."

"The sea? I have never seen it. Is it as majestic as I've heard?" Jonath said.

"Every bit, and more," she replied, but her voice was now coming from a greater height. Jonath turned around to find not a feline woman, but a centaur.

He gasped, and exclaimed, "Astonishing!"

Kimber nonchalantly stated, "This is better for speed over larger distances. I doubt that the centaurs of myth allowed humans to ride them, but for now I think it best that I serve as your steed. Although, my apologies, but the medallion does not provide a saddle."

Jonath replied, "I'm an old farm boy, remember? I'm well accustomed to bareback riding. As long as you don't mind my arms around you when you gallop."

"Is that a promise?" Kimber asked with a wink. Jonath folded his blanket in half and placed it on Kimber's back as a pad, gathered his belongings, and then mounted her with a swift and well-practiced motion. "You know, there could be ogres along the way to the ocean," Kimber said as she started off traveling west.

"All the better," Jonath replied.

Continued in Chapter 3: Water Stone

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