It had been long enough since Gandalf had added her to their company, they were all used to the small Bari being around. She had been on the run from an abusive brother, and she was finally healed of her injuries. Her ready smile and witty humor had alleviated many dour nights. So, when she went missing in Rivendell, they all noticed. Well, not all at once. Fili asked his brother if he had seen the plucky blonde, and Kili had no ideas about where she may have gone.

It had not taken long for the Dwarves to get all worked up and upset about their human vanishing in the city of Elves! Thorin himself went to find her, telling the others to wait. His plan was to demand her whereabouts, but he never made it that far. He heard her voice faintly, as she sang. He did not recognize the words or melody, but followed the sound. Finally, he found her.

Bari jumped and yelped when the door slammed open and covered herself up with her arms. “What’re you doing?!”

Thorin frowned slightly, his eyes drinking in the sight of her milky while legs, her rounded hips, her flat belly, and her strong shoulders. She was bathing and perfectly safe. “I could ask you the same!” he snapped.

“What I’m doing is obvious! Why are you breaking in?” She thought about going for the towel the nice Elf had left for her, but doing so would require her to stop hiding behind her arms and hands.

“You left without a word! We all thought you were in danger.” He felt a bit foolish, and that annoyed him. But he could not take his eyes from her. “What do you need to stand under a waterfall for?” he huffed. “You didn’t stink!”

She rolled her eyes. He was such a man! Or such a dwarf… or both! “I happen to like being clean, when the chance to be presents itself!” He could at least have had the decency to stop staring and turn around. She felt very, very awkward.

He took a step toward her. “Maybe you should stay here,” he growled. “This place suits being clean.”

“Why is it bad to like being clean? Oh, wait. You’re a man.” She frowned back at him. “Don’t come closer… and would you stop staring at me!?”

He offered no apology. She was beautiful for a human. Would make an ugly dwarf woman, but human? She was a jewel. Almost as short as a dwarf, she was shapely with her pale skin and green eyes. Her short hair had long since ceased to bother him. “Are you sayin… men cannot be clean?” he asked, raising an eyebrow, his eyes meeting hers.

Bari’s stomach flip flopped and she swallowed. The light in his eyes was nearly primal. “You’re certainly quick to scorn it…”

“We are traveling,” he reminded her, removing the fur from his shoulders and setting it beside her own clothes. “You’ll be dirty again this time tomorrow. I see no point.”

“Sheer enjoyment.” She backed into the water. “What are you doing?” He was taking his clothes off! Her heart hammered in her chest, and she stared at him as surely as he stared at her. His body, now partially revealed, was incredible. The muscles on him were amazing.

His pants were discarded and he stood, as naked as she, with a smirk on his face. “I wish to see how… enjoyable bathing can be. Show me.” That said, he stepped into the water. Immediately, he frowned. “What sorcery is this? This water is warm!”

She smiled slightly. “It’s coming through a furnace.” This was so awkward!

“It’s a waterfall.” He looked up at it.

“Alright, so the furnace is in the rocks. I don’t know how it works, I just know that it does.” She huffed and turned away, needing to not be looking at him for at least a moment. Her nerves were all over the place, and her loins were beginning to ache in an unfamiliar and uncomfortable way.

He regarded her in silence for a moment. “Well? How does one enjoy this?” His smirk widened. He could afford to take his time.

She shrugged. “You just… do…” Bari jumped, her hands abandoning their posts, when one of his large hands settled on her shoulder. “Thorin? What are you…?”

He turned her to face him, eyes catching and holding hers. This was going to happen. “I know a way.” His hand slid from her shoulder to her breast. Under his palm, he felt her nipple harden, and his lips curled in a slightly predatory smile.

She shivered, her eyes widening. “I thought… you didn’t like me…”

The King chuckled, leaning forward to graze her neck with his teeth. “Not as a warrior, no…” He gave her breast a squeeze, pressing his hips to hers. “You’re too small.”

She bit her lip, not sure what to do. “I’m faster than all of you… and I shoot better than Kili… I think you’re being… unfair…!” Her voice changed in pitch when he slid his other hand down her back and gripped her rear. She could not think, not really. “You don’t… have permission…”

He paused at that. The King had not expected to be resisted at all. He took a half step back and met her eyes again. “I don’t?” His blood was already on fire! It was taking every bit of self control to not drag her to the stones at their feet. He had not expected to want her so badly. But his body was demanding hers with an intensity that he had not experienced in a long time.

She looked at him, her eyes widening, and gulped. He was impressive in every way. His cock was large and hard. Her mouth dropped open slightly, looking at it. “I…” She wanted him! She had admired him, and thought of him as especially attractive, but this… this was unknown territory.

“What?” he grunted, removing his hands from her completely. Anger was starting to pulse through his veins. Who refused a king? “What is the matter?” he demanded.

Her fingers, quite without her prompting, touched him, and her hand slid from the tip of his throbbing cock to the base. His flesh was soft, like velvet, and she bit her lip, lost. What was she doing?

Thorin took that as permission. His mouth found her neck again and his hands began to wander her body, exploring her as he bit and sucked up to her ear and back down to her collar. His strong fingers brushed the folds to her sex and he felt, more than heard, her gasp.

“Oh…” she sighed, her hands suddenly coming to life as well. She moved her hands over him and paid close attention, well as much as she could, to his reactions. When her fingers found his nipples, his cock jumped. Her breath caught. Was it supposed to do that? His fingers brushed against her most secret place and she gasped. How far were they going to go? When they dipped into her, she gripped his shoulders, moaning. Oh, this was amazing! His fingers were strong and large, like the rest of him, and after a few moments of him sliding them in and out of her, her knees buckled.

He was a bit surprised, and more than a little pleased, when Bari fell against him, unable to stand anymore. She was ready, finally! He lowered them both to the stones, just at the edge of the fall, and kissed along her collar, moving down to find a nipple with his lips and teeth. His fingers continued working within her while he adjusted her legs with his other hand. He pressed his thumb into the knot of nerves at her entrance and grinned when she shuddered.

Her first orgasm washed over her in waves, making her shudder and moan. She arched into him, her sex tightening on his fingers, her breathing shattered. Bari had never known such bliss! When it ended, far too soon, she fell back, panting, and stared. “Oh… wow….”

The king chuckled, biting her nipple gently as he removed his fingers. Oh, yes. She was ready. He positioned himself against her and slowly pushed in. She was so tight! His eyes nearly rolled back in his head for the pure pleasure of this woman’s body! Further in, he pushed until she whimpered in pain. His eyes snapped back open, wide. She was a virgin!?

She held his shoulders, eyes squeezed shut. That hurt. Everything else had been wonderful, but her maidenhead breaking had not been fun. Why had he stopped? She moved her hands down his back to his rear and squeezed his muscles. Nope, nothing. She opened her eyes, and he was glaring into hers. “What’s wrong?” she gasped.

Of course, he should have known. She was so nervous… He shook his head. “Nothing,” he growled, withdrawing from her. Well, he would make her first time amazing, then! Pushing back in, he groaned softly. She really was very tight, and felt amazing. It took a few goes, but she finally started to thrust back toward him, and he bit her neck again. “Get ready,” he warned.

Bari blinked. “Ready for what…?” she wondered. But he did not answer. He lifted her hips slightly and increased his speed and power, pounding into her. “Thorin!” she howled, wrapping her legs around him to meet his thrusts. The pain of her deflowering forgotten, she rode the pleasure. His length and width commanded all of her attention. Suddenly, he descended on her mouth, kissing her for the first time. His tongue invaded hers and dominated it completely. She moaned into his kiss, her mind gone.

So was his. He sought pleasure, and even the water pounding on his back felt good. He finally released her mouth and let one of his hands wander over her. Her skin was soft, and her body supple. She felt so good! He hilted himself within her again, her warm wetness overwhelming him. He found that knot of nerves again and kept on, rubbing back and forth as he pounded her with everything he had.

Bari felt her body start to tighten up, and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him down for another kiss. Almost as soon as their lips met, the tightening became electric fire which began where he was within her and spread through her whole body. She moaned into his mouth, her hips rolling from one side to the other.

Thorin slowed down a bit, panting. He broke her kiss and initiated another, giving her a moment to recover. He was near his own release, and he needed it now. When her quaking stopped, he resumed his speed, his pleasure evident on his face.

She curled and licked one of his nipples, making him grunt. She shivered and laid back. “Don’t stop!” he grated, and she curled again. If that was what he wanted, he would have it! She latched onto his nipple and rolled her tongue over it, biting gently. Her fingers found the other, and she played with it, switching back and forth.

Finally, the king could take it no longer. He buried himself again in her and moaned, his cock pulsing as pleasure washed over him. Each wave of pleasure was accompanied by a strong spurt of his seed into her darkest place. He thrust hard and with purpose with each wave.

Her eyes widened, but she did not stop. She could feel his heat filling her and knew that he had found pleasure. When he stopped thrusting, she laid back, looking at his face with wide eyes and swallowed. He opened his eyes and looked down at her, and her loins tightened around him, making him moan softly. They remained like that for a moment or two before she touched his cheek.

He pulled out of her and stood, drawing her up as well. “I see your point,” he chuckled. “Bathing can be enjoyable.” He touched her face and frowned.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“You should have told me you were a virgin,” he informed her.

“Why? What difference would it have made?” She was confused now. Why did that matter?

He shook his head. “I would not have taken you at all.”

Watching him turn away and step out of the water, she followed, shivering suddenly. “Why not?”

He looked at the single towel and handed it to her, hauling his clothes on wet. “It shouldn’t have happened as it is. I allowed my desires to get the best of me, and I shouldn’t have.”

“I don’t… understand…” She hugged the towel, afraid now. “What did I do that was wrong?”

“Nothing!” he grunted, turning on her. “You did nothing that was wrong, Bari. You’re a good woman. Fine, even. But you aren’t for me.”

She blinked and narrowed her eyes. “Because I’m not a dwarf.” At his nod, she growled, picking up a vial of oil and throwing it at him. “Get out!”

He blocked the projectile, instantly amazed. “You’re throwing me out?”

“I just gave you my maidenhead, and you’re telling me that I’m not good enough for you because I’m human! Yes! Get out, King Under the Mountain! Leave!” She flung a few more bottles and other bathing things at him, turning away. She wrapped the towel around her for comfort and sat down.

But he did not obey. He set both hands on her shoulders. “Bari… I told you this shouldn’t have happened. I’m…”

“Do not apologize.” She stood, shaking his hands off, and dried herself. “I wont believe you. Not for a moment. You took advantage of me.” Dry now, she dressed herself quickly. “You did.”

He knew he had. “How can I make it up to you?”

Her eyes widened with wrath. “You can’t. Now go away!” She coiled the towel and snapped him on the belly with it, leaving a quickly forming red welt.

The king jumped back, shocked. This damn woman could make a weapon out of anything! “Fine!” he snarled, leaving and slamming the door. But this was not over. He knew that. She was part of his company, thanks to the meddling Gandalf, and he would see her every day. This was a disaster. He returned to the others. “I found her. She’s fine.”

Kili raised an eyebrow. “Thorin, you’re soaking wet!”

He nodded, sitting by Ori and the fire. Yes. A disaster. A beautiful disaster, but a disaster nonetheless.