Ignoring the pain, I ran as quickly as possible, leaping over streams, which felt like flying. He roared out in laughter, and I cursed at the awful noise. I was still running though and made a second attempt, dashing under its legs and slashing my spear under its belly. I inflicted another wound upon the rhino, who growled at the top of its lungs. I tried to run quicker, but it proved to be difficult as the blood kept leaking from my wound. The adrenaline was fading too, and I had no choice but to finish it as quickly as possible. I also noticed the rhino wasn’t running as quickly either, limping as big chunks of blood dripped from its belly. I took the opportunity and ran under the rhino’s leg but had to abort when I noticed he tried to stop the rhino again.

  “You have to try harder than that, lonewolf,” he said contemptuously. “Just wait till I’ll find Nalia and Chabia.” He licked his lips. “I will repopulate my tribe with them.”

  Instead of talking back to him, I focused and saw the perfect opportunity. With the help of my reflexes, I dashed under its legs, jumped and stabbed my spear deep into its belly. The rhino roared out in pain and ran zigzag.

  Jamukha desperately tried to seize control of it and managed only a little as he aimed its course toward me. Jamukha aborted at the last minute, throwing himself off the rhino. The hundred-ton animal came crashing on top of me. Kneeling and breathing, I raised my hands in the air, catching the beast without breaking my back. I held onto it, and even with my superior Grizzly Strength, this was the heaviest beast I’d ever carried in my life. Yet, I made myself up to my feet and kept it above my head, watching Jamukha’s jaw drop while blood kept flowing down my wounded leg. I hurled it away from us and the noise was deafening as it landed on the ground, which shook shortly after.

  I picked up my spear and aimed my eyes at him, knowing he was defenseless without that beast. He was so flabbergasted by my display of strength, he didn’t try to make a run for it. “Not even Grizzly Strength will make you so strong,” he said in disbelief, not understanding where the hell it had come from. Tightening the grip on my weapon, I plunged the spear right into his heart and kicked him right in his guts. He fell, landing on his back.

  Breathing out deeply, I was exhausted. It was a bit of a battle and I desperately needed some rest after having run around like that. Looking around, I saw so many bodies and burnt tents. They’d gotten what they deserved, and finally, Jamukha was dead. I looked around for my women, and Chabia and Jasmina helped Nalia as she limped. Her face glowed so strongly inside my mind, and I answered.

  Are you hurt? she asked, sounding worried.

  Kind of.

  You sound tired and your legs are covered in blood.

  I’m alright for the moment.

  She tried to move quicker, but I felt bad as I saw her limping as well. Instead, I tried to hurry. “Oh Venus,” Jasmina said and covered her mouth with her hand. “That’s some deep wounds.”

  Nalia threw her arms around my neck, hugging me tightly and crying in my neck. “Oh, I was so worried. We watched and heard you run around this place like a maniac.”

  I patted and stroked her back, sighing deeply. “It’s alright … We defeated him.”

  “Oh but you could have gotten hurt,” she said and sniveled. “And you did.”

  “It’s alright, Nalia, Jasmina is here for us.” I settled down by some wood logs, inhaling the burnt smell and trying to ignore the corpses and massive rhino lying beyond us.

  Jasmina quickly went to work, and Chabia looked at me differently, flabbergasted. “I can’t believe you brought it down,” she said.

  “I had to run between its legs and inflict a wound under its belly,” I said, jerking my head at the bleeding underside. “It was difficult and I managed to get hit by its heels and wounded by his arrow.”

  “I see,” Chabia said, watching the blood seeping out from the rhino. She quickly teamed up with Jasmina, helping her clean my leg.

  I didn’t bother so much about my own wound. I watched Nalia’s. “How’s your leg?”

  “It hurt a little at the beginning, but Jasmina helped. The thought of seeing you hurt … hurt me more.”

  “I’m proud of you.”

  “You are?” she asked in disbelief.

  I nodded. “You faced your fears, and you inflicted many wounds upon those who’d hurt you before. You are a strong woman, Nalia.”

  A blush blossomed on her cheeks. “But without you, I wouldn’t even have imagined doing anything like this.”

  I took her hand and held it warmly. “Together … we are strong.”

  I winced as Jasmina started sewing the wound. She’d cleaned it well with Chabia’s help, and I beckoned her to sit next to me. “Jasmina can take care of that. I want you next to me, holding your hand for a moment.”

  Chabia joined my side and took my hand immediately. I sighed in relief as I felt all their touches, healing me greatly. “You’re an amazing fighter, Chabia.”

  “No, you are,” she said and draped her free arm around my neck.

  “No, you fight with both your heart and strength,” I told her, knowing she’d stood up for Nalia and herself when they’d fled from this tribe.

  “I do, but my strength isn’t comparable to yours.”

  It was a bit hard to argue with that one. “I don’t want to interrupt,” Jasmina said. “But when I’ve helped your wound, can we go sleep elsewhere? This entire scene is filled with so much negativity.”

  “Don’t worry about it,” I said and knew the importance of being sympathetic toward her as well. “We’ll find somewhere else. Let’s just eat first and then burn Jamukha’s corpse.”

  While Jasmina took care of my wound, she accidentally touched me between my legs, seizing my attention as she sat there on her knees right between my legs. “We also should celebrate our victory,” she reminded me with a wink, perhaps wanting to take her mind off this mess.

  “I’ve already promised you that,” I told her.

  Nalia leaned her head on my shoulder and interlaced her fingers with mine. “Our man,” she said cutely.

  “My women,” I said and appreciated every single minute they spent taking care of me.

  “So,” Jasmina said and kissed me right between my legs. “Try to walk now.”

  I gave it a try, rising and walking around. I noticed the pain, but it was bearable for the moment. She’d done an amazing job and especially as I glanced at the stitches and herbs she’d applied there. She truly was a master in the arts of healing. “Feels a lot better, that’s for certain.”

  Jasmina clasped her hands over her heart and looked honored. “A thank you kiss, wouldn’t hurt.”

  She sounded a lot flirtier now than earlier. I gently grabbed her neck and pulled her in for a deep kiss, my lips fully covering her mouth and tasting her tongue and lips. We broke the kiss and it satisfied her somewhat. “Get the fire going, and I will dump that ugly body on top.”

  They quickly helped each other with the pyre, dumping as much wood as necessary in the middle. Jasmina lit a stick on fire and let it lick the wood, so the flickering flames spread rapidly. I sauntered to Jamukha’s dead body, pulled out the spear and tossed it aside. I picked him up as if he weighed like a leaf. He certainly was as worthless as one, and I dumped him right on top of the flames, which quickly devoured him. I sat down on the wood logs and draped my hands over my women’s shoulders as we watched this moment in unity. I didn’t know what got a hold of me, but I felt a traumatic experience suddenly heal, and I glanced over to Nalia, who looked different and more optimistic.

  “Can we hold hands?” she asked cutely.

  I couldn’t deny her that and took her hand, holding onto it as we watched his corpse burn while listening to the wood crackle. When there were only bones left, our stomachs churned, and I went to the woman bound to the tree. She looked at me in awe, and it was the second time I would release her. “I will only release you if you apologize to Chabia and Nalia.”

  She pumped her head up and down, just wanting to escape from that wretched tree. “I … I will,” she said in disbelief, probably thinking I would take her life as well. I motioned for Chabia and Nalia to come over. They did and found it hard to look her in the eyes.

  “Chabia … Nalia, I’m sorry. It wasn’t an easy decision. If we didn’t obey him we’d end up here, please forgive me.”

  “I forgive you,” Chabia said and tried to smile. The woman wasn’t completely sincere since she had a choice of coming with them. “His tribe is buried under ash anyway.”

  “I forgive you too,” Nalia said curtly.

  But neither of them wanted to salt her wounds. I took my spear and cut the rope, making her fall down. Chabia took her hand and helped her up to her feet, dusting off her knees and helping clean the spit off her face. She sniveled and looked around herself but avoided our eyes. She was about to say something but couldn’t. Instead, she ran in the direction where the other surviving women had fled. “Please, forgive me,” she said while spilling tears.

  “I wouldn’t have minded if she would have dined with us,” I said but shrugged.

  “Neither would I, she’s probably too embarrassed after all,” Chabia said and watched as she disappeared into the forest.

  “Alright then,” I said. “Do any of you remember where the meat is? I’m starving.”

  Chabia nodded and patted Nalia on the shoulder. “Come.”

  I gathered wood for the cooking fire, and Jasmina helped me by lighting it on fire. We sat down around the flickering flames, and Chabia and Nalia returned with the meat and roasting equipment. I rubbed my hands together because this was a meal I’d looked forward to, needing to replenish my strength after all that strenuous effort. Jasmina still didn’t look all that comfortable and her eyes often strayed to my meat rather than what we had in front of us. I patted her thigh. “Just a meal, and we’ll get out of here.”

  “Alright,” she said and waited as the meat was cooking in front of us and turning into a nice golden-brown color. The scent of cooked flesh was divine and made my mouth water.

  Chabia then moved the flesh aside and piled it up on a wooden platter, but pushed it a bit closer to me. “After everything you’ve done for us, you should be honored with the first bite.”

  It sounded completely off to me, and I shook my head, sternly rejecting her kindness. “We are a tribe, and we fought side by side. All of us helped and no one’s work was worth more than others. We’ll eat simultaneously.”

  “You truly are different,” Chabia said and a smile flashed across her face.

  “And mysterious,” Nalia added.

  “I thought you knew me by now.”

  “There’s more to know,” Chabia said. “Something I’ve told myself every day, but what I do know for now is that you’re one of the greatest men in this world.”

  I thought she was exaggerating. We grabbed a chunk of meat simultaneously and then started feasting, and I swore it was the most fulfilling and sweetest meal I’ve ever had. We ate and ate, tossing bone after bone over our shoulders, and in the end, we leaned back and used straws to clean our teeth. It was a magical experience as we knew we could live in comfort and peace as we’d removed a threat from our lives.

  Jasmina started getting impatient, nudging me with her elbow. “Come on, it’s soon sunrise, let’s get to business so we can still get a good night’s sleep.”

  I exchanged glances with Nalia and Chabia, and they all agreed too. We rose and Chabia helped Nalia as we made our way out of there. Jasmina kindly offered a hand to me. I accepted it, although I could walk by myself. I just wanted to get near her sweet flesh, like a little foreplay.

  We found a couple of caves not far from Jamukha’s camp and settled down. Chabia made the bed ready while the women untied their chestwraps. After being used to constantly seeing their nude breasts, it felt a bit dissatisfactory when they wore their chestwraps, although now that they’d been freed from their confines, I could finally drink them in. But visuals didn’t satisfy my hunger, I wanted more, especially as my cock hardened and mouth watered.

  I leaned back with my back against the wall and Jasmina pressed her lips to my neck, causing a shiver to race through me. “I wanted to leave the second I got there.”

  “You coped well.”

  “It’s because I kept thinking of what we would do afterward. The only incentive.” She reached beneath my loincloth and wrapped her fingers around my cock, stroking it up to full mast.

  “Someone is having a false start,” Chabia said with a grin.

  “I’ve been horny for so long,” Jasmina said and kept pumping my erection. “Forgive me.”

  I snaked my hand beneath her loincloth and was greeted with one of the wettest slits. She wasn’t kidding. Although she wasn’t the only one who was horny. I hadn’t blown a load in more than days, something which seemed a bit unusual in this world, to begin with. While Chabia was standing, she took the opportunity to undress, sliding her loincloth down to her ankles, and Jasmina and Nalia quickly followed her. They turned their angry gazes to me when I still sat there with my cock throbbing against the garment.

  “Give me a helping hand,” I said. “I’m still wounded.”

  “Right,” Chabia said. “We’ll take care of you tonight.”

  She gave me a helping hand, and as soon as I stood on my two feet, Jasmina pulled down my loincloth, so it fell to my ankles, but I then turned to Nalia, who was also wounded. “Who’ll take care of you though?”

  “You will,” she said gladly.

  Jasmina and Chabia took my hand and led me to the middle of the bed. I lay down with my boner pointing right up to the ceiling as if it were about to blow through the cave.

  “Lie there and we suck you,” Jasmina said quickly before she opened her mouth and took my cock into her mouth, guiding it to the back of her throat. My girth was already stretching her lips, but she boldly swallowed the last few inches till her lips kissed my root and made my precum fall down her gullet.

  “Gosh,” I said, baffled at her skills of pleasing a man. After the battle, that I could just lie here and have those women take care of me was a sensation unlike no other. I glanced over at Nalia, who lay next to me and tugged my arm. I knew what she wanted and I gave her a kiss. We held it for many minutes while Chabia and Jasmina took friendly turns sucking me, competing over who could take it all the way in without gagging. I then caressed the curve of her hip and reached her ass and even stuck a finger into the bottom of her pussy and let it sink in. “Will it be painful if you sit on my face?”

  She glanced at her wound and shook her head. “I don’t think so … and if so, the pleasure will make up for it.”

  I fondled her breasts. “Let me just suck on your nipples for a little.”

  “Okay,” she said submissively. She crawled up to me and pushed her boobs to me, bringing her rosy tip to my lips. I covered her nipple with my mouth and flicked my tongue across the erect nipple. I came off with a smack and aimed my mouth at the other nipple, covering it with my mouth too and sucking it like a child. I kept alternating between her full, busty breasts and enjoyed the sweet, warm taste.

  The women who sat between my legs then started covering my shaft in their spit, lubing it up. Turning her back on me, Jasmina mounted me first in a reverse cowboy position, seizing my cock and thrusting it right inside her. Once she bottomed out, she slowly started fucking me, building up the pace teasingly, slapping her ass against me and her pussy swallowing my cock again and again.

  Moaning, she suddenly stopped and swiveled her hips. She sat up and her pink hair glowed like a beautiful sunset. I wasn’t far away from firing, and she must have felt that as she dismounted and let Chabia take me. Facing me, she straddled me with my cock poised right at her entrance. A string of honey hung from her pussy and struck my wet erection. She gave me a flirtish look while trying to get a hold of my cock, but it kept slipping from her grip. Jasmina helped her guide the slippery cock into her hole. She was about to get stuck when the middle of my shaft was inside her, but then squeezed her eyes shut as she forced her pussy to gobble up the final inches of my cock. With a great moan, she bottomed out and planted her hands on my waist, clawing them.

  I found it hard to concentrate on Nalia’s tits while those two women took turns fucking me. “Hmm, Nalia, sit on my face now.”

  “Okay,” she said gladly and straddled my face, lowering her fruit right onto my mouth.

  “Is it okay?” I asked her and carefully caressed her thigh.

  “It feels good, don’t worry,” she said and giggled with the ladies, seeing them two in action. I pressed my tongue flat against her wet pussy and licked her wings madly till honey spilled all over my face. My free hands explored her breasts, cupping them. I then went down to her ass, my fingers sinking into her flesh. She had an amazing curvy body, in fact, they all did.

  I think it was Jasmina who mounted me next. She started fucking me like mad, not even Nalia’s impressive bottom muffled the sounds as she started moaning desperately. “I can feel it … I can feel his seed—They are coming!”

  She was damn good with feelings and such. Because the following moment, I grunted, my body jolting as I spilled all my stored-up cum into the depths of her womb. “Oh gosh,” I said as I kept firing my creamy seed which splashed against her walls. After what felt like an explosion, my body slumped for a moment. Opening my eyes, I saw a pink, glowing light. I resorted to nibbling on Nalia’s pussy as Jasmina slowly milked me.

  Nalia dismounted, and I was greeted by the sight of Jasmina milking me some more. Her pussy felt so damn good, so I didn’t mind. Nalia wiped her finger on my face, which became thick and sticky with her own sweets. “Your face is sticky,” she said with a giggle but lay down next to me anyway, holding onto my hand.

 

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