Chapter 11
SPOLIER ALERT: Raunchy Chapter/Explicit Sex (18 years of age and older). There is your official warning.
The night of the ceremony had arrived and everyone was delighted. Everyone, that is, except Sahara. She was worried about Little Knife because, he wasn't going to be there to see her be accepted as an honorary member of the village. The only thing that was making her day less miserable was being able to play with Adalwolfa's son and them discussing names for the young pup.
"Unfortunately, I don't know any names outside of ones that are human" Sahara stated as she held the large young pup while her friend cleaned up as best as she could. They both ate very little yesterday but, woke up famished this morning.
"I believe I have a name for him. You actually inspired me" Adalwolfa stated as she finished cleaning all the sweat and blood off her body and changed into a clean ceremonial outfit.
"Really? I'm honored" Sahara smiled as she tickled the pup's naked tummy.
"You brought me and my son honor. You brought yourself and your child honor. In return, your honor inspired me" she said as she knelt in front of Sahara and held out her arms. Sahara gently handed the wiggly pup over to her.
"Sahara" came the sound of Mas'TEall as she entered the room.
"Mas'TEall" Sahara still bowed her head in honor of the village leader and then looked back up at her.
"Come. It's time for us to clean you up for the ceremony" she said. She couldn't wait to give Sahara the news that Little Knife and his crew had arrived back a few minutes ago. She hadn't told him what was going on just yet but, she would fill him in on the details while she was being bathed.
"Alright" Sahara said as she stood up and was led out of the tree house and down to the river where there were several females there to help her get ready. She noticed that Mas'TEall didn't come with her but, Adalwolfa was there with her son.
"Little Knife" Mas'TEall said as soon as she caught back up with her son.
"Mother. What's all the cause for celebration? Is it a welcoming home party for us brave warriors?" Little Knife chuckled.
"No. It's for your sister and her son. Also, it's for Sahara" she knew that last bit of information would get his attention because, he turned his head to the side and stared at her.
"Oh. Explain" he hadn't expected for Sahara to rapidly gain the attention and favor of entire village while he was away.
"She killed the Bad Blood who was the leader and also the father of Adalwolfa's son. She brought great honor upon herself" Mas'TEall couldn't help but, be proud of the young female as she chattered away.
"Well, it appears as though she was more worthy than I originally perceived her as. She is slave no more" Little Knife couldn't believe it. His little Sahara was all grown up and taking down a Bad Blood. He wanted to congratulate her immediately but, his mother shook her head and stated that she was being readied for tonight.
"There will be plenty of time for you and her to express your feelings for each other. For now, let her be readied and attend the ceremony. After the ceremony, she's all yours. In more ways than one" Mas'TEall insinuated.
"Mother!" Little Knife couldn't believe that she would even make such a comment about him mating with Sahara. He knew now that she was about to be honored, which made her a little more worthy of being mated to by him. He also knew that if he mated with her that paternity of her child would be transferred to him, making the child a product of his loins and not of the human male that had impregnated her originally.
"What? I'm just stating the obvious. I know of her attraction to you, even if she tries to hide it from me" Mas'TEall let a small chuckle slip through her mandibles as she walked towards where Sahara was being washed up for tonight and made a motion with her hand for Little Knife to go hang out with his crew. This was female stuff that he didn't need to be involved in. She heard him groan in slight retaliation but, knew it was not up for debate.
As she arrived, Sahara was being helped out of the water and being dried off. Sahara still had some very human actions about herself, especially trying to use her hands to hide her nudity from all the other females. The females just clicked their mandibles together and chuckled at her. All it took was a low growl from her and they stopped their laughter.
"Mas'TEall" Sahara nodded her head in recognition of the senior female.
"Mother" Adalwolfa approached with her son cradled in one of her arms and a garment tossed over the other.
"Excellent. This is what you will wear to the ceremony" Mas'TEall stated as she took the garment from her daughter and showed it to Sahara. She knew because Sahara was human her taste in clothing was going to be vastly different from their own. On top of which, her skin wouldn't be able to tolerate the same material as theirs. So, she had to fashion one that would be acceptable for tonight and comfortable for her.
"It's beautiful" Sahara gasped as Mas'TEall handed the dress to her. The material was of a silky texture and silver in color. One of the females, who had been helping her bathe, assisted her into her new gown. It was a halter top with an extremely deep V down the front that extended to her waist. Her entire backside was completely bare. From her waist, an ankle length skirt flowed with a split on both sides that went up to her hips. Sitting at her waist was a steel and cloth belt.
"Thank you. It's more beautiful than anything I have ever had or even seen" Sahara knew that she must have spent all night working on it just for her.
"You're welcome. Come. It's almost time" Mas'TEall stated as she pointed to the sun that was beginning to set.
"Alright" Sahara stated as she waited for Adalwolfa to join her. She felt more comfortable when the young female was with her.
As she followed the leader, she noticed that Little Knife and his crew had made it back just in time for the ceremony. Letting out a breath, she tried to steady her nerves as he looked her way and nodded his approval. She thought she was going to grow wings and fly at that moment.
Making her way through the crowd and into the center of everyone, Mas'TEall spoke about why they were celebrating. For honoring a human and her grandson.
"What will we call your son?" Mas'TEall asked as Adalwolfa handed her child to her mother so she could show everyone the newest addition to their village.
"Dachande. Different Knife" Adalwolfa proudly spoke, knowing that if it wasn't for her brother, Sahara would not have been there to save their lives. So, she decided to honor them both.
"DACHANDE!" Mas'TEall shouted to the village as she held him up for all to see before handing him back to her daughter.
"Now, we honor Sahara. A human whom my son brought here in order for him to be able to rid us of the Bad Bloods that were destroying our homes. And now, we honor her for bringing down their leader. She will no longer be looked upon as a slave because, she is now one of us" she brought Sahara to stand in front of her and allowed everyone to see her as an honored human. Every member of the tribe came up and placed a hand on her shoulder, welcoming her into their lives. She smiled and mimicked their movements, knowing that this was necessary.
"Sahara" Little Knife was the last one to welcome her into the tribe. He placed both hands on her shoulders and gave them a gentle squeeze.
"Little Knife" Sahara returned his gesture but, she really wanted to jump into his arms and hug him. In her mind, he looked like a Norse God complete with a deep red cape.
As the evening continued, there was dancing and lots of eating. Some of the much older females even told stories about how things came to be. Mas'TEall sat at the head of everything with Adalwolfa on one side and Sahara on the other. In the process of being honored, Sahara had also been adopted by Mas'TEall as being her other daughter and Adalwolfa couldn't have been happier to have a sister. Sahara was thrilled to have family but, it also made her hunger for her own and for Little Knife.
As if reading her thoughts, Little Knife approached and placed a hand on her shoulder. She looked up as he clicked his mandibles together and held out a hand for her. Looking over at her "mother", Mas'TEall nodded in agreement that Sahara could be excused. Taking his hand, he helped her up and she walked beside him, unsure of what he wanted.
"I'm glad you made it back" Sahara softly spoke as she followed him to a quiet place beside the river.
"As am I" Little Knife couldn't believe that Sahara was now honored. Turning to face her, he placed his hands on her shoulder. He watched as she placed her hands on his arms.
"I was worried about you" she confessed, feeling tense.
"Sahara, you needn't worry. I will always come back to you" he promised.
"As will I come back to you" Sahara knew she confessing more than what she should.
"Sahara. I need to know your thoughts. Do you have feelings for me?" Little Knife questioned.
"I know I shouldn't but, yes" Sahara felt no guilt over her confession.
"I want to mate with you" he knew it came out strong but, he had to let her know the truth.
"I know" she hung her head in fear of being put in pain again.
"I make this vow to you that I will never hurt you ever" he brought a hand up under her chin and made her look up at him.
"I know you're a male of your word and I trust you" she looked up at him as she closed the space between their bodies.
"Now?" he questioned to be sure he didn't misread any of her body language.
"Yes" her voice was barely above a whisper but, it carried to his ears.
She felt his hands slide over to neck and undo the tie at the back. The top portion of her dress fell away to reveal her swollen breasts. She gasped when she felt his hands cup both of them and the pads of thumbs roved over her taunt nipples, causing them to ache. Then she felt one of his hands slide down to her waist and undo the belt, causing her dress to fall to the ground.
He removed his cape and tossed it behind her, where it created a mat for him to be able to mate with her. Then, he led her to the tossed cape and gently laid her down on top of it. He could hear her breath catch as he nuzzled the side of her neck before kneeing in front of her. Piece by piece, he removed his armor. He noticed her curiosity building as he removed his metal loin cloth revealing himself to her for the first time.
"Tell me again that you want to mate with me" Little Knife had to be sure so this way he wouldn't dishonor her or himself.
"Yes, I want you" she whispered, unsure of what she was suppose to say but, knew that she desired him.
Little Knife drew her beneath him. Bending down, he growled against her pale neck and inhaled her sweet scent. His clawed fingers stroked her skin, causing her to shiver as her skin goose-fleshed. Then, the palms of his hand moved softly and arousingly over her as he parted her legs with his knee and began to slowly press himself inside her delicate folds.
He heard her gasp at his immense size and saw that she seemed unsure of what to do with her hands because, he noticed her fingers gripping at his cape. Using a hand, he moved her hands to where they would grip his shoulders.
She winced slightly as he continued his slow pursuit into her tiny body. He felt her nails dig into his shoulders as she nibbled on her lower lip. He took his time and used his patience to give her body time to adjust to his.
It didn't take long before she twined her arms around his neck and then her knees came to rest against his hips. She rode him from underneath, taking from him all he that he offered. She moved in unison with him.
He quickened his pace and leaned his head against the hollow of her neck. Over and over again he plunged even more deeply into her, his hands digging into the flesh of her hips pulling her even tighter against him.
Overcome by the unbearably sweet pain, Sahara began rolling her head from side to side, the whimpers that came to her ears were her own. She trembled with excitement as Little Knife began sucking one of her nipples, then flicked his tongue around its hardness.
She drew in her breath sharply and gave a little cry as he gave one last, hard thrust. Sahara strained her hips up at him when she felt a great shuttering in his loins and Little Knife tossed his head back and roared his climax.
With a groan, Little Knife rolled off of her and pulled her naked body against him. He felt the sweat on her skin as he wrapped his arms around her. He pulled the side of his cape over her as she snuggled up against him. He knew by the way her body reacted and by the smile on her face that she was completely satisfied by their mating. He basically patted himself on the back for taking care of Sahara's need.
It was long before Sahara was fast asleep in his arms. Little Knife made up his mind and carried her up to his mother's home. He then came back and retrieved their clothes. Inside his mother's home he used a small burner in her room so that Sahara would stay warm. He laid down next to her and made sure his cape was covering her body so she would stay a bit warmer. He felt her curl up next to him and the comfort she provided to him enabled him to relax. Before he could even think about anything else, his eyes closed and sleep came over him.
I'm sorry it took me so long to get this chapter done. I hope everyone enjoyed it. To answer DystrVction question: the song is by Christina Aguleira and it's called When you put your hands on me. As far as kids existing, I have two teens that I have to keep up with at all times. They are one of the main reasons why I don't post regular chapter updates as I would like. Many Cyber Hugs to all my readers and reviewers.