Amongst the trees and shrubbery, she saw a familiar face.
"Kolvar," she said regarding him.
"Ni'Yana."
"I presume the master has sent you to meet me?" She asked.
"Yes, but first things first..."
Kolvar's lips crashed against hers, their tongues viciously battling for dominance. Pushing her up against the nearest tree, they groped each other longingly as if they had not seen each other in a year. Which was somewhat true.
He fiercely ripped her cloak and pushed her undergarments to the side revealing her nether regions. She scratched his back in anticipation and hissed in pain when he entered her, his girth stretching her wide as she had not partaken in such sensuous acts since their last meeting. Her hiss evolved into squeals of delight as he continuously filled her aching center. It was delicious yet primal the way he was pounding her into the trunk of the tree. She grunted harshly causing her to let out a string of expletives at the pleasure building within her. With one leg hoisted around his waist and the other in the air, she met his thrusts with equal force using the indomitable tree behind her as leverage. Panting, she reached her climax first and squeezed the shaft of his length with her inner muscles. She gripped his horns and held on for dear life as he continued rutting against her. He came soon after that releasing his seed into her womb. He slid out of her sloppily and rested his head against hers affectionately.
"Next time, we go slow," he murmured against her lips, eventually kissing her. "Agonizingly slow."
"Agreed."
He slipped a small package into her hand and closed his around hers tightly. "Open this when you are alone. Not a moment sooner."
She nodded. "And the instructions the master left for me?"
"Right," he said. "You are to make haste for Båstad. The master senses a commotion in the wind. Something is coming and she wants you to uncover what or who it is. You will use my steed to get there."
"Many thanks and gratitude, but how will I get back?" She asked.
"You won't be," he answered. "Another will be waiting for you to report in the Daemon Inn by midday at the latest. I pray to the goddess, Rhay'El, you don't greet them as you have greeted me..."
"I shall not," she sniffed, the obvious irritation gracing her features. "You have my word and my pu—
He immediately covered her lips with his hand, shaking his head playfully.
She chuckled and mounted his steed.
"Take care of her, Starbolt," he said to his alicorn. It neighed in return. "I will see you again."
He bid her farewell with a searing kiss and a look of pure adoration before slapping the alicorn's hide.
It took off and soon jumped, spreading its wings. Waving as his steed rose into the air, she kept her gaze on her lover until he faded from sight.
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