0 comments/ 4955 views/ 2 favorites Ice Wars Ch. 01 By: LustyMadame Gabriela unveiled her hood as she approached the tent pitched in the dark. The wind was howling—swaying the enemy flags through the crisp, ebony air. The snap of tent flaps flickered warm firelight glow into the barren, snowy plain. The Royal basecamp was in the heart of Barbarian territory. The two leagues of rogues were at war; each as wild and merciless as the other. Gabriela was a Barbarian, and she walked invisible among the enemy basecamp, avoiding the eyes of the guards on the edges. She slipped into a small tent in the center, occupied by only one resident. Sydney jumped to her feet when Gabriela walked through the tent flaps. The other girl's eyes were relieved. "You made it," Sydney whispered. She spoke in a low whisper, afraid their voices might carry through the wind. The leaders of the Royals were asleep in another large tent not twenty feet to their left. The firelit stove on the far end of Sydney's tent made the inside toasty and it tingled comfortably on Gabriela's snow-bitten fingers and toes in leather boots and gloves. The peach-colored light illuminated Sydney's female shadow as she sat on the edge of her cot, a fur blanket wrapped around her shoulders. A playful smirk played on Gabriela's lips. "I wouldn't miss seeing you," she said. "I was worried the guards would have caught you. We had to put up more reinforcements since the Barbarians attacked the other day." Sydney's breath was frantic, her eyes wild and ferocious. She was dressed in a skimpy shawl, very different from her usual wardrobe of animals skins and thick, iron armor. Gabriela's pale skin shone like sandstone in the warm light, whereas Sydney's dark skin looked like warm chocolate. Sydney watched carefully as Gabriela untied her outermost layer of fur coats and set them onto the ground near the fireplace to keep warm. She sat down on the edge of the cot next to Sydney and untied her boots, setting them neatly aside. Sydney's warm body was heavenly and Gabriela felt the bitter cold of the outside world slipping away. Sydney's hands gently caressed Gabriela's strong shoulders, shrugging away her under layers and exposing bare skin. The girl's touch sent goosebumps to her skin. Gabriela trembled as she grasped Sydney's hands and wrapped them around her. A comfortable sigh escaped from Sydney's lips before Gabriela touched them with her own. The two girls played with each other's lips, soft like rose petals. Sydney opened her mouth and guided Gabriela's tongue into her crevice, snaking her way to meet her velvety tissue. Gabriela seized Sydney's waist and pushed her back onto the cot, their mouths never parting. Gabriela settled atop the other girl, fitting like a glove into her well-curved, muscular body. When she broke away, she kissed under Sydney's jaw as she wrapped her fur blanket around both of them, enveloping them into each other's warmth. The bitter wind whipped through the icy countryside outside, but within their shelter Sydney and Gabriela remained well and warm. They felt buried into a separate world—if only temporarily. Gabriela lifted Sydney's shawl away from her skinny body, revealing her chocolate skin. Seeing Sydney's beauty always took Gabriela's breath away. She feasted upon it with her eyes as she pulled away from the other girl to lift her remaining shirt over her head. Sydney's body was so lean her ribs showed, every last muscle of her well-toned torso and her iron thighs rippled under her coffee skin. Her curves were luscious and plentiful, the perfect hourglass shape as she arched her back against the cot and trapped Gabriela's hips between her thighs. Sydney's naked breasts lie upon her chest, spilt and free, a few handfuls at most, but round and baby soft to the touch, yielding like warm water balloons. Her darker, ebony nipples hardened at Gabriela's touch as Sydney gasped with arousal and arched her body closer. Gabriela flicked her tongue across the hard nipple points as her hand caressed her thigh and massaged the bottom of her round, clenched ass. The tips of her fingers inched around until she brushed her clinched asshole, which twitched loose and tightened again with Gabriela's tickling. Sydney moaned, her hands knotting into Gabriela's hair as the two girls kissed again. "Touch me, baby," Sydney pleaded, using one hand to guide Gabriela's hand up her crack to slide between the folds of her pussy. It was oozing wet and hot, her juices dripping from her hole and covering the slick, sensitive folds. Gabriela used her middle and index finger to stroke between the lips, teasing, before she pinched them gently around Sydney's clit and she moaned again, tensing her thighs. Sydney's mouth fell open and she shuddered her hips forward in a desperate thrust as Gabriela prodded her clit with her index finger, pushing it in circles before relentlessly back and forth. Sydney's moan turned into a desperate whimper, her eyes fixed on Gabriela's, as she dipped her index finger, and then her middle finger, into her tight, steamy hole. Already, Gabriela's hand was soaked in Sydney's juices. Gabriela curved her fingers to stroke the inside of Sydney's pussy before she extracted them, plunging them again, and heavenly rubbing against the ridged g-spot. Sydney cried out in delight, one hand flailing to Gabriela's neck and pushing the girl's mouth down to kiss her, while the other found Gabriela's wrist and followed her hand down to where her fingers were penetrating her. Sydney's nimble fingers grasped hers and thrust them faster, triggering another cry which burst through their kiss. Gabriela plunged her fingers faster, until Sydney's cry caught in her throat, her grip went rigid and them limp, as her juices sprayed her thighs and Gabriela's hand and she trembled in waves of orgasm. The inside of her pussy clenched and released in upmost ecstasy, milking Gabriela's fingers with joy. Sydney was always easy to come, while it took Gabriela a lot of foreplay and coaxing to reach her climax. Sydney gasped in a breath again, grunting softly in the back of her throat as the afterwaves of orgasm still rippled through her hips. A smile played in her lips, her eyes glistening with happiness. Breathing heavily, Sydney clutched at Gabriela's head with both of her hands and sealed her mouth, grasping her tongue. She pushed against Gabriela's body until both girls sat upright, tangled into each other. Sydney mounted the other girl's lap and pushed her back all the way against the cot. She gripped the waist of Gabriela's shorts and yanked them down her legs, the silky fabric easily falling through her feet and lost among the blankets and other articles of clothing. Gabriela moaned delicately, the soft cry slipping over her lips as Sydney stroked her hot cunt once it was free. Sydney's eyes went brighter with surprise. "You're already wet," she whispered with delight. "Baby...it feels good." Gabriela moaned in contentment, closing her eyes and arching her back a little. "Yes," she whispered. "I missed you..." Sydney's smile was blinding, a mere two inches away from Gabriela's eyes, and the girl brushed her lips against hers. Gently, intimately, Sydney stroked Gabriela's tender pussy to vibrant arousal, and all the nerves under her skin grew hot, the pink flushing in her peach cheeks. Sydney admired Gabriela's brilliant body—gold, shining with lean, muscular splendor. She did not have the hourglass shape that flattered Sydney, but she was even leaner than her, the highly toned muscles intimidating. Gabriela's blond hair was the antithesis to Sydney's silky, ebony black hair, her pale skin the opposite of Sydney's chocolaty skin. Sydney was stunning in her ebony beauty, but Gabriela was a precious, flawless gem of female attributes, every asset more glorious than the last. Her breasts yielded plentiful on her chest, the coral nipples pointed and in the center of the plush, warm bulges. "I missed you, too," Sydney cooed. "So much." Gabriela grunted loudly in surprise, a cry catching in her throat as Sydney carefully placed a single finger in Gabriela's soaking pussy hole. Her juices were abundant now, thick and slippery as it coated Sydney's finger and much of her hand, spreading to the inside of her ass cheeks. "Careful Syd," Gabriela panted. Sydney's warming smile pressed against Gabriela's nervous lips. "I will, sweetheart, I always do." Sydney was always very careful when penetrating Gabriela's tender pussy. Tighter and more sensitive, Gabriela couldn't hold more than two of Sydney's slender fingers at a time. This was true no matter how wide Gabriela stretched—she always molded back into her tiny, original hole that wrapped so securely against anything that penetrated it. Sydney stroked lovingly against the prominent ridges on the forward inside of her pussy. Gabriela whimpered delicately, her muscles encouraging the touch. Her hips twitched a few times, her pussy opening wider and then clenching tightly when Sydney ventured a little deeper. Finally, Gabriela's pussy loosened enough for Sydney to insert another finger and begin to thrust faster. The pleasure was so intense Gabriela squealed. "Oh...fuck," she whispered. "Oh...ye...yes... Keep going..." "I'm never gonna stop," Sydney promised. Gabriela groaned and pressed against the cot behind her back, arching her back and grinding her hips against Sydney's palm. Sydney kissed each of Gabriela's breasts before she crawled lower and Gabriela spread her legs wide in appreciation. As she thrust her fingers inside Gabriela's coaxing hole, Sydney licked at her clit, flicking her tongue across it and then pinching it gently between her lips and massaging, licking, relentlessly pushing Gabriela to come. Gabriela was whimpering, moaning as her body succumbed to the pleasure and slowly the feeling solidified into an urgent heat pooling under her skin. It grew hotter and hotter until her body trembled and the pleasure pushed her into the valleys of satisfaction. She lost her breath, the cry trapped in her throat, as her hips gyrated and clenched at Sydney's fingers frantically. "Oh," she gasped. "Oh baby, yes!" "You gonna come?" Sydney asked around Gabriela's tasty pussy lips. "Yes!" Gabriela wailed. "Oh, yes! I'm so...close! So good..." She clasped her hand into Sydney's hair and pressed the girl's face against her cunt. "Finish me!" Sydney giggled and vigorously licked at Gabriela's clit, thrusting her fingers inside her quick and hard, rubbing each time against her g-spot. Gabriela wailed, desperate to be free from her rising climax that simply wouldn't come. Sydney exerted herself, pushing all of her efforts to finish her lover, kept stroking and licking, feeling her own pussy become wet with arousal. Finally, Gabriela's whimpers grew silent and her thighs began to shake. Sydney felt Gabriela's pussy muscles clench mercilessly, pushing up and away, and then sucking her fingers in. Her pulse beat quickly, the skin around her thighs trembling as Gabriela lost control and got swept through a powerful orgasm. Gabriela groaned desperately, her orgasm lasting much longer than Sydney's and her body jerked in the aftermath. Breathing heavily, both girls came to and Sydney surfaced from Gabriela's mound, crawling back over her and wrapped into each other's limbs. Gabriela wiggled her way on top of Sydney and settled there comfortably. "I was glad you could come tonight," Sydney whispered, stroking Gabriela's face. "Me, too," she said. "It'd been so long." Sydney smiled seductively. "I'd been lonely." Gabriela blinked and rolled to the side, her glorious golden face thoughtful. "No suitors in my absence?" she asked. Sydney shook her head. "None. Unfortunately, the war has got every warrior preoccupied. Even in the face of death, I couldn't stop thinking about you. And us." Sydney sighed. "I've been on the battleground twice since we last saw each other." "Twice?" Gabriela gasped. "I thought the General had decided you were too valuable to be put on the front line?" "He said that, yes," Sydney murmured. "But we've lost a lot of warriors. I'm strong, I fight well. I suppose winning this war is more important to the General than losing me." The General was Sydney's father. The General of the Royals was a powerful man—the leader of the rogue force. Gabriela had never met him, say for a few glimpses here and there. Once, she was waiting outside the Royal encampment for Sydney to join her, and Gabriela spotted the General exiting his tent to talk to the guards. He was a tall, burly man, black-skinned like his daughter—so strong, Gabriela was sure he could crush her like toothpicks in his arms. "You are more important than that," Gabriela assured her. "To me at least." Sydney sighed, her eyes growing sad. "Look at this war. Look what it's done to us." Sydney lovingly pecked her on the cheek. "Torn us apart. Sworn to secret trysts once every few months... I hate it." Gabriela's face remained placid but she felt the sorrow in her heart. She nodded. "At least we're still alive. And together." They wrapped their legs around each other to prove it. The Ice Wars have only erupted these last five or six years. Before the wars had severed the trust between the Royals and the Barbarians, Sydney and Gabriela were notoriously best friends—the troublemakers. Their secret affair blossomed the same year the wars took hold. Perhaps it was the forbiddances that attracted them so mercilessly to each other. Sydney had promised her father she would take Gabriela's head if she ever saw her again, and Gabriela, in order to earn protection from her own people, joined the Barbarians and pledged hatred to the Royals. Now the two lovers were forced to organize secret rendezvous to meet like this. They don't risk seeing each other more than once every few months, and it'd been a good three since Gabriela and Sydney were together. "Have you been in battle, my sweet Gabs?" Sydney asked, her eyes cast downward and gazed upon her creamy flesh. "Yes," Gabriela breathed, squinting her eyes shut. "Jace says I'm one the best warriors he has." Sydney's mouth went tight with despair. She pressed her cheek into Gabriela's chest. "I knew you were strong," she said. "It doesn't surprise me." "I don't like it," Gabriela said. "But it is my duty...for my people. For our survival. But I won't let them lay a sword on you." "And if they do?" Gabriela's face went serious and hard, determined, angry, stony. "I'll kill them." Sydney smiled darkly. "And same. If any of my people were to hurt you...I'd slice their throats in their sleep." "I love you," Gabriela breathed, kissing Sydney's smooth forehead. "And I love you." Sydney huffed out a breath as Gabriela maneuvered on top of her. She devoured her mouth, spreading her lips and wrapping her tongue against hers. Gabriela moaned as Sydney caught her lower lip between her teeth and nibbled playfully, the sensation pushing both girls to a quick lust. "Spin around," Sydney demanded. "Let me taste your pussy again." Gabriela ducked under the blanket and straddled Sydney's shoulders with her knees. Joyously, her pussy was spread, pink and open, for Sydney to feast upon her succulent nectar. She eagerly pressed her mouth against Gabriela's cunt and she heard her muffled moan from the other end. Sydney felt Gabriela's hands spread her thighs and her heavenly lips were kissing her pussy, her tongue stroking her clit and her fingers slithering into her increasingly dripping hole. Sydney growled in pleasure around Gabriela's pussy lips and wiggled her muscular tongue into Gabriela's super tight hole. Gabriela wailed, groaning with ecstasy as Sydney pushed far enough in so she could stroke her sweet spot. "Oh, Syd!" Gabriela cried. She tried very hard not to buck her hips deeper into Sydney's mouth and suffocate her, but the pleasure was too deep. Sydney pushed against Gabriela's ass to keep her from moving too much and continued to lap, while Gabriela sealed Sydney's clit between her lips and stroked. It took less than a minute for Sydney to feel the climax building. She broke away from Gabriela's cunt to moan adroitly. "Baby," she called. "I'm so close! I'm gonna come!" "I want to come with you," Gabriela breathed. "Wait for me...please..." "I'll try," Sydney panted. Sydney stroked even faster, plunging her fingers in and out, in and out, swiftly and in an increasing tempo, until Gabriela's body swayed with the bewildering speed and ferocity. It was enough to send her over the edge and as Gabriela's orgasm took over, Sydney hardly needed any coaxing to let herself join. Seeing Gabriela in ecstasy like that is enough to turn her hot enough to come. Sydney's juices poured out of her pussy hole and Gabriela lapped at it, while moaning and shaking delicately in her orgasm. Sydney stroked tenderly at Gabriela's sore, aroused clit and pussy folds as she calmed down again, and she hooked her ankles behind Gabriela's head and an appreciative, wordless embrace. The girls gathered their breath and turned to face one another. Their eyes glassy and happy, they relished in this rare moment—of pure love. It was a thing rarely seen anymore in the heart of the Ice Wars. Hatred and death shadowed every day...love was hard to come by. Gabriela spent a quiet ten minutes embracing Sydney before she was awoken to the bitter wind outside and what was waiting for her out there. "I must go," she whispered. Sydney clutched her scorching skin. "You must?" she begged, her eyes fearful and sad. "Can't you stay a little longer?" Gabriela's eyes searched Sydney's for a long time, flickering with silver in their dark blue depths, but her decision was resolute. "It's too dangerous...if they were to find me here. I need the cover of darkness to get back home." Finally, Sydney nodded once with defeat. She let go of Gabriela's beautiful body and the other girl scrambled out of the luxurious fur blanket and found her pieces of clothing. She slipped on her under layers and it took several minutes for her to tie on her leather boots and fur jackets once again. Sydney wrapped herself in the blanket and shuffled over to Gabriela before she departed. They shared a frantic kiss before Sydney broke away with a tender stroke of her hair, an encouraging smile, and she stepped away. "Be safe," Gabriela begged. "Please..." "I promise I will." Sydney grinned over her shoulder as she headed back over to her cot and snuggled into its secure nest. Gabriela put on her hood, secured all the ties on her jackets, before she lifted the flap of the tent and headed out into the piercing cold. The howling wind and darkened blizzard outside swallowed Gabriela from Sydney's sights. Sydney rolled over onto her side and tried to let sleep come, but she could only think of Gabriela, out there in the cold. She sighed heavily, wishing Gabriela could be back here to cuddle her and keep her warm. Gabriela trudged through the snow, maneuvering carefully through the knee-deep drifts. On the outer ridges, a good number of the Royal guards were hovering near a fire sheltered by a snow cave, and so she took her chance and disappeared from the encampment unseen. She headed west for a full mile, head down and bracing herself against the wind, until she came to the first ridges of the foothills. The mountain caverns were her home—where the Barbarians kept safe from the raging winter storms. She slipped into a narrow, deep crevasse, where this tunnel led all the way to the icy staircase that led to the heart of the caverns. Julia was keeping watch tonight, one of the many women warriors. She lifted her torch higher when she heard Gabriela's footsteps approaching. "What were you doing out there?" Julia asked, her voice shaken. Their breaths came out of their mouths in long, white puffs because of the bitter cold. Ice Wars Ch. 01 "Scouting," Gabriela supplied. "Jace's orders." Julia blinked suspiciously but didn't say another word, allowing Gabriela access up the stairs and into the caverns. Branches of hallways broke off into a maze of directions, but she took the pathway to the far right. A window in the ice along the left side of the hallway looked out into the main plaza—the underground encampment where many of the warriors dwelled. Only a few torches lit up the dark space, and hundreds of bodies lay about, dozing. Gabriela, on Jace's request, received her own living quarters away from the main room. Jace was her captain, she didn't question his antics, but she knew Jace fancied her. She was wary whenever he stopped by her room. He had yet to try anything with her, but Gabriela was warned by many of her friends that Jace had plans to take her for his woman. Gabriela stomped up a narrow, circular doorway into her dome-like room beyond. It was cold here, so she lit the torches and changed clothes, wrapping herself in furs and huddling on her cot in the corner. She stayed awake, sleep unable to take her, for several hours until she heard footsteps approaching her room. Sure enough, it was Jace himself. Jace was a particularly tall, strong man. He had long, blond hair, like hers, pulled back into a ponytail that chiseled his sharp face and grey eyes. He was handsome, highly toned, but his personality wasn't particularly likable. He wasn't the most emotional being, and Gabriela wondered whether compassion even existed to him. He stared at her stonily, his gaze piercing, before he softened a little and nodded in recognition. Gabriela's beauty had him distracted every time he set eyes on her—his thirst for her growing every second in her presence. One of these days he was going to lose control. "You have watch duty," he said. Gabriela nodded wordlessly and got to her feet. She diligently retrieved her fur jackets and tightened them, tying on her boots. She grabbed one of the torches along the walls and followed Jace out of her room and into the hallways. Their footsteps echoed across the sheer ice walls. "When I went to talk to Julia," he said, as Gabriela watched his bold, broad shoulders saunter proudly through the hallway, "she said you were out scouting on my orders." Gabriela hid her fear as Jace glanced over her shoulder with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. "You obviously weren't scouting...or at least on my orders." "I was checking the enemy basecamp," she said quickly. "I've told you not to go there. You disobeyed me again." Jace halted at the entryway to the staircase below. The torchlight flickered across his handsome face, casting his eyes in shadows. "You are a magnificent warrior, Gabriela...but you are terrible at following your captain's orders." "My apologies, captain," Gabriela said sincerely, bowing her head. Jace grabbed Gabriela's chin and forced her to look up at him. Her eyes that were staring at the floor slowly looked up to meet him in the eye. He bore his grey, sleet eyes on her, and he feasted on Gabriela's shimmering blue depths. "So beautiful," he murmured. He let go and Gabriela turned away. "You still haven't pledged yourself to a man." "My priorities, it seems, Jace, are elsewhere," she said, her voice cold. Jace stared at her in silence for a few moments. "I would not mistreat you," he finally said. He turned to leave. "Think about it. You need protection, Gabriela. I can give it to you." He disappeared and Gabriela was alone. Jace's footsteps faded along the echoing walls and Gabriela stepped carefully down the staircase to perch at the base. She lingered near the candlebra in the wall and waited. There wasn't much to do when she had watch duty, besides just stand there. The staircase stood at the base of two branching crevasses. One, to the far right, led to another section of the cavern city. The other led out into the open plain—straight to the Royals' basecamp. An hour later, Gabriela was leaning against the wall, scratching designs in the ice floor, when a pair of footsteps approached. She flew to her feet, listening to the echoing steps down the crevasse to the right. Around the blind corner somebody appeared. Gabriela's heart stopped when she saw it was Shayne. He stopped, too, his body going rigid, his eyes taking her in. "Gabs?" he asked. She wanted to turn and flee, but there was nowhere she could run. Shayne's presence had her blood whirring, the heat between her legs and flaming inside her pussy longing to swoon to him. She kept her control, but only barely. Beneath all her layers, she felt the folds between her legs begin to moisten and lust clouded her thoughts. She tried very hard not to dwell on her imagination conjuring up him naked and in her room. "Hello Shayne," she said. Shayne shuffled on his feet for a moment before he decided to stay. He walked up to her, his hands in his pockets. Shayne was a skinny guy, strong in his own way—his courage like steel in the battlefield—and incredibly smart. He was sensitive, unlike Jace, and had a good heart. But he was too sexy for his own good—the way he carried himself and his sparkling dark green eyes, the mellow face, almost boyish but impossibly attractive. He was Sydney's ex-boyfriend. Before the wars hit and tore the rogues in two, Sydney and Shayne were in a very passionate relationship. A relationship that made Gabriela seethe with jealousy, not of Sydney, but of Shayne. She hid her envy, for her friendship with Sydney was far more important to her. Near the end, things had gotten complicated and Shayne confessed he cared for Gabriela as much as he did for Sydney, and especially since the two girls were beginning to show signs that they, too, cared for each other beyond friends. There was almost a breaking point, where the three of them formed a love triangle, but then the war started...and sides were chosen. Gabriela and Shayne were caught on one side, with Sydney on the other. And without Sydney, there was an emptiness between Gabriela and Shayne. The two of them made a point to avoid each other, but the sexual tension always thrust them together inconveniently. "How's...how's Sydney?" Shayne asked, his voice hesitant. He was the only one of Gabriela's friends that knew of their relationship. "Good." Gabriela paused, heaving in a steadying breath but it did little to douse the flames pulsing in her clit. Shayne's huge layers of fur coats also did nothing to stop Gabriela from imagining him naked, his toned muscles around his skinny body, the golden skin, and his glorious cock, plump and hard with arousal, ready to puncture her deep in the hole that felt so empty without it. A whimper of longing nearly burst through Gabriela's lips. "Lonely," she added breathlessly. "I only get to see her maybe once every few months. And she...misses you, too." Shayne looked down at the floor for a moment before his worried, adorable eyes met hers again. "Is she out in the battlefield?" Gabriela nodded gravely and Shayne huffed out an anxious breath. "Jace says we're attacking tomorrow," he said. Gabriela's eyes popped open. "What? Since when?" "Jace told us earlier today." "He didn't tell me." Shayne didn't talk for a while, filtering through his thoughts. "It's because he doesn't want you fighting." "Why not?" she demanded. "You're too important to him." Shayne sounded defeated and angry. Gabriela fumed, her eyes going furious and frosty. Her jaw clenched tighter, teeth snapping together. "Gabs?" "What?" "When do you get off guard duty? I'd really to talk to you...about Sydney. I haven't been able to talk about her...at all...lately...you know." "At three," Gabriela choked, clearing her throat embarrassingly. "I'll meet you in my hallway." Shayne nodded once. "Don't disobey Jace this time," he begged. "Please...just stay behind. I promise no one will hurt Sydney. I swear on my life. But I don't want you hurt, either. The battles are getting too dangerous." Gabriela sighed and turned away from him without a word. Shayne took the hint and left, trotting up the steps and disappearing completely. When he was gone, Gabriela waded out the last hour of her guard duty sitting against the wall and the first step, eying designs in the ice. Shayne was waiting for her in the hallway to her room. Gabriela approached with her hands stiffly at her sides, biting her lower lip. She walked up to him and he continued to lean against the wall, his arms crossed and gazing at her. There was conflict in his eyes—he certainly shouldn't be looking at her so provocatively, but he couldn't help it. Shayne was the more reserved type of guy, the one who second-guessed himself. It was endearing, one of the things Sydney liked so much about him. But it drove Gabriela a little nuts—he constantly played hot and cold and she could never get a reading whether she should just seduce him or stomp all over him. "Hey," she said. "Hey." Gabriela opened the door to her room and both of them entered the threshold. Once beyond in the dome-shaped, blue-tinted room, Gabriela immediately stood before the fireplace on the opposite side and tried to warm her hands and feet. Watch duty was frigid work, and downright arctic after her heated session with Sydney. Shayne lingered near her bed and finally sat on the edge of it, elbows on his knees and staring up at her across the room. Gabriela sighed and turned around, pulling off her coat agonizingly slow. She tossed it onto the floor near her bed and worked to untie the second layer. "Jace told me you were in the Royal's camp," Shayne said, breaking the crisp silence. "Were you with Sydney?" Gabriela nodded wordlessly and Shayne sighed with angst. "You two...still...?" Gabriela narrowed her eyes over her shoulder until her gaze darkened with warning and confusion. Shayne looked at her with a bit of incredulousness. He was a funny guy, when he didn't let his nerves get the best of him. "You know what I mean, Gabs." Gabriela smiled and sniggered under her breath. "Yeah. We are." "Wish I could say the same," he admitted. "You still love her?" "Course I do. I miss her. In every way." Gabriela dropped her outer fur layer of pants and her second coat. She worked tentatively on the last layer before she was only in her undergarments. She couldn't help notice Shayne's acute, wary eyes on her. "We all do," Gabriela said openly, right as she slipped off her second pair of pants and her last leather coat. Standing bare in nothing but her boots and undergarments, Shayne didn't say anything as he just stared, his eyebrows rising fractions of an inch at each passing second. He could never forget how beautiful Gabriela was, but it'd been a while since he'd seen her so...exposed. She quickly grabbed a robe from a nearby chair and wrapped it loosely around her shoulders. She pulled her hair out from under the fabric and it spilt gloriously golden down her back, waterfalls of blonde hair that reached her waist. "Hey Gabs?" She turned around, putting her back to the fire and her eyes were open and curious. Shayne forced himself to look her straight in the eye. "You still haven't pledged yourself?" "No," she said quickly, tilting her chin downwards and her eyelashes cast a glorious shadow on her cheekbones. Her skin glowed warm from the fire, peach and dazzling. Shayne was rapidly losing control of the spark in his crotch. "Because I know Jace has his eyes on you." Gabriela huffed out a breath and strode over to the bedside, her robe hanging loose so it exposed a good portion of her bare shoulder and just the peak of her breast before it disappeared behind a baby blue bra. Her bare legs were weaving out of the skirt of the robe, smooth and glistening from the firelight. Shayne tried not to focus on where her luscious thighs pressed elegantly together between her hips but his eyes had minds of their own. "Jace has never ill-treated me," she said, "but he's never shown me compassion, either." She sat down beside him, close enough that their legs touched. She flickered her eyes up to meet his face. "I feel being with him would be like a man-machine, a true barbarian. He's masculine, not deep. Sex would be...animalistic but boring. With him, at least." "I..." Shayne lost his train of thought. "What I mean to say is, he's not you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She slit her eyes as she cast them downwards for a moment and then back up. For several moments, Shayne bit back the urge to snag her into his clutches and found his words. "Gabs...before the wars?" he started. Gabriela nodded for him to continue. "I meant what I said. And my feelings haven't changed. Towards you, I mean." Gabriela smiled and blushed a little pink, which jerked at his frantic heart and pulsed all the way into his cock, warm and pleasurable. "I just think after the wars split us apart we were missing Sydney and too afraid to, you know...betray her in any way," he went on. "Because I know she'd feel...left out if we..." "I still want you, even though I love that girl," Gabriela admitted, her eyes focused and gleaming. "I don't think we'd betray her, necessarily." She leaned closer and Shayne groaned quietly as he slit his eyes and nearly took her lips but he pulled back a second before. "Gabs..." He shook his head. "This is probably not a good idea." "I don't care," she said. "I'm just horny right now..." Gabriela pulled his head towards her and mashed her lips against his. The frantic kiss, which started out desperate, turned fierce and hungry. Shayne and Gabriela had only kissed once before, a long time ago before the first battle. But Sydney was there, too, and the kiss was just part of the orgy moment. That night was the only time Gabriela ever came close to being with a man, even though Shayne didn't come near her. He had sex with Sydney, while Sydney had sex with Gabriela. He saw her naked, he saw her orgasm, and vice versa, but never did he enter her. This kiss brought back that night, and their unfinished business. Sydney had wanted them to feel each other, but both Gabriela and Shayne resisted. That night was about Sydney, not them. They thought they had a hundred nights ahead of them to explore their new love triangle, and they didn't want to take it too fast. With a breathless gasp, Shayne and Gabriela broke away and he feasted his lips on her neck, her collarbone, down her bare stomach as he pulled the robe apart and she lay back on the fur blankets. He lifted her legs onto the bed as he nestled between them. He kissed her belly button, each point of her hip, as he hooked his fingers around her black cotton bikini panties and pulled them over her tight, round ass, down her thighs until they hooked at her ankles and she looped them through. Each of his hands pressed against her thighs to open them further and she obeyed, until she splayed them open like a flower. Shayne kissed both the insides of her thighs and the tip of her mound, his eyes unable to break away from her coral pink pussy. It was oozing wet with arousal, the juices soaking the folds and outer lips. Her hole was so tiny, a dark spot that dropped a droplet of juice as it twitched with excitement. Though he loved being inside Sydney, that night before the wars he was looking at Gabriela's pussy as he came. "Shayne I..." Gabriela gasped as his lips met her cunt and his tongue snaked out to taste her. She was succulent, a perfect syrup. He groaned with his own arousal, the heat coursing straight to his cock, as he found her clit and Gabriela's head flew back against the bed and she arched her back. She cried out, her hand gripping his hair and knotting her fingers through it. "Oh god!" she screamed. "Keeping going, oh god. Shayne, fuck!" He lapped at her bead for a few seconds before he kissed her lips and surfaced, meeting her highly aroused eyes. She was breathing heavily, her thighs twitching a little in excitement. They stared at each other for a moment before Gabriela sat up at the same time he did and flew herself at him. Their mouths collided and their tongues filled each other's as Shayne fell back and nearly toppled over the side of the bed. Their lips parted as Gabriela backed away and worked to untie his shirt. "I can't believe this is happening," Gabriela remarked breathlessly, a triumphant smile on her face as she finally got the ties undone and Shayne helped her pull it over her shoulders, through his arms, and then it fell onto the floor behind them. He used a free hand to grasp her neck and kissed her again. "You afraid?" he asked around her lips. Gabriela looked at him incredulously as she untied his pants and pulled them down his legs. Even through his underwear Shayne's erection was obvious—a tent in his pants begging to burst free. She was able to free his legs from the pant legs before she sat on his ankles and hooked her fingers on the edge of his underwear and gently yanked downward. It was a feat to get the top string around his cock but finally it sprang free with a vengeance and Gabriela froze, her eyes fixated on it. Shayne watched her expression with interest, and he could hardly tell what she was thinking. She abandoned getting his underwear off and her head dove, her lips immediately wrapping around the mushroom tip and her tongue tickled the underside of the shaft. Bewildered and surprised, but not at all disappointed, Shayne bit back the yelp of pleasure but it still came out as a long groan vibrating in his throat that turned guttural. Gabriela's hot, wet mouth wrapping around his cock was better than in his dreams. At first she was tentative, afraid she might bite him, but soon she gained confidence and began to pump him faster and deeper, until she was taking half his length with each thrust of her mouth and her hand gently messaged the base. Shayne's hips bounced a little with enthusiasm and Gabriela stopped pumping, taking her hand away and landing it on the bed next to his hip to balance herself. Her lips still wrapped around his tip and her flexible tongue licking at his dickhole, her eyes flickered up to look at him and her look said it all. Unable to compose his expression, Shayne placed one hand on the back of her head to keep her in place as he began to buck his hips and slide his dick freely in and out of her mouth. She tightened the ring of her lips so it snugly wrapped to the shape of his dick as he thrust, and her tongue was wild, blanketing him in warm, wet heat every time he entered. Shayne struggled to breathe, the shallow breaths were all that he could manage as he got lost into her mouth and began to move faster, his dick making a satisfying swishing sound at each pump. Her saliva coated his shaft, dripping down around her lips and pooled near his balls. He longed to thrust deeper but he was afraid of gagging her. "Gabs..." he breathed. She lowered onto her elbows and brought her hands under his bucking ass, squeezing his cheeks and coaxing him deeper into her throat. She gagged through her nose and pulled away, gasping in a breath. "Fuck my throat," she demanded, her voice hoarse. "Fuck it!" "Warn me," was all he got out before he began to thrust again, each time his large cock pumping in deeper, until he began to feel the back of her throat with the tip, and then slide down even further. Gabriela gagged but encouraged him for several thrusts where Shayne was able to fuck her mouth all the way to the hilt of his shaft. She extracted him, massaging it with her hands, as she sat up again. His eyes remained fixated on hers as she got to her knees and shimmied forward until she hovered over his crotch. She guided his dick to her vaginal opening with her hand, coaxing the tip into the tiny hole. She gasped in pain and took him out again. He reached out and grasped her hand tenderly. Ice Wars Ch. 01 "It's okay, go slow," he said. Gabriela exhaled shakily and sat on his cock again, whimpering a little as the tip nudged its way inside and she kept going, her pussy hole sucking him in by fractions of an inch. Shayne groaned as he felt her super tight, hot pussy wrap snugly around his dick, and a pulse of excitement made it twitch inside of her. She jerked at that, which made her begin to slide it up and down, very slowly. "It feels..." She searched for the right word. "Really good." "Me too," he said, his voice cracking. She slipped down onto him again and they both got into a hypnotizing rhythm of jerking and pumping. Shayne would thrust her from behind, his thighs rubbing against her ass, as her pussy softened and begged for harder and faster force. Shayne gripped onto her ass as he fucked deep inside her, pulling out, and then quickly diving again. Juice pooled between their legs, they lost track of their shallow breaths or where they were. Gabriela latched onto his ass with one hand and held herself up with another, and they lost themselves to the bucking rhythm. Gabriela couldn't hold the loud moans behind her teeth, which increasingly grew louder. Eventually, she found the words on her lips again. "Yes!" she wailed. "Fucking yes... Harder...please..." Shayne thrust several more times until the heat boiled in his shaft, the undeniable increase in pulse that signaled the orgasm around the corner. "I can't..." he breathed. "I'm gonna come..." He tried to focus, to give her enough time to come, too. Gabriela, however, didn't need it. "I'm right there, so close," she panted. "God I'm gonna come..." She reached between her legs and rubbed at her clit, the tips of her fingers feeling the opening that was getting fucked by Shayne's cock. He groaned as the heavenly heat burst from his balls. He had one last second of logical thinking and he pulled out of her, just in time as he spewed his load onto her. The white streams stuck to her hips, her thighs, his belly. His cock twitched triumphantly and his orgasm faded right as hers started up. He watched magnificently as she fingered herself and made herself come. Gabriela wailed as an orgasm took her, her thighs shaking with energy as a trickle of pussy juice dropped onto him. She moaned delicately, jerking her hips in the remaining waves of orgasm, and then her knees collapsed and she fell into his chest. Both of them were breathing hard. She pushed him to the side and they lay side by side on the bed. Gabriela opened her eyes and gazed at him for a moment before her gentle hands grasped the back of his head and her lips met his mouth and she throttled him in an extremely intimate kiss. When they broke apart, Gabriela was still panting and she stroked his chest with her hand. Shayne gazed at her face from under his lashes and ran his fingers across her cheek. "Shayne?" she whispered. Shayne blinked and cleared his throat, not sure if his voice worked after the intense moment they just shared. "I can't...I can't pledge myself to you." Shayne exhaled steadily and nodded slowly. "I know." "It's not fair to Sydney." "I know." "I mean I would...if it wasn't for her. I still...really care about you," Gabriela muttered, turning her eyes away. Shayne searched for them again and smiled, chuckling once under his breath. "Gabs...I know. I understand," he said, truly meaning it. He grabbed her chin with his hand and feasted his eyes on hers. She looked lost, innocent, as if she didn't understand what just happened. "You okay?" She shook her head. "I don't know what happened. I just...I really wanted you and so I... I didn't think about what it meant!" "It's okay," he breathed. "It was special to me, too. I care about you a lot, you know that." Gabriela bit her lip and nodded again. "Sydney will be okay with it, too. I'm sure she will. We didn't betray her. We just did what she wanted us to." "But that's not why I did it." Shayne laughed. "That's not why I did it either. I took you because I wanted you." "I guess...this means I'm not pure anymore. I was planning on saving it for the man I pledged to, but, you know..." She shrugged. "It's not a big deal." "It's not?" "No." She sounded resolute. "It's not." Shayne looked down with angst. "Will you pledge yourself to Jace?" "I don't know," Gabriela said with a headshake. "I hope not. But it's really not up to me. It's up to him." Neither one of them said anything for a long moment. Gabriela rested her head on Shayne's chest and closed her eyes. "I'm so tired," she said. "Sleep here with me?" Shayne nodded. "Of course." Both Gabriela and Shayne were awoken rudely to the sound of horns racing through the icy hallways outside her door. Shayne shot awake, his whole body stiff, and Gabriela rolled away with a groan. Before she could look over her shoulder again Shayne was on his feet and pulling on his clothes. He caught her worried stare. "I have to meet Jace in the armory," he said. "We attack today." Gabriela nodded. "I'm...staying here," she said through gritted teeth. "But I'm going to hate every minute of it." Shayne suddenly hovered over her, his hands on either side of her hips and their lips met briefly. "I promise to look after Sydney," he said heavily around her lips. "I won't let anyone touch her." "Keep her safe," Gabriela begged, her eyes glassy. "Please...I couldn't bear it if anything happened to either one of you." "Just stay off the battlefield," Shayne growled, before he picked himself up, put on his boots, and headed for the door. Gabriela scrambled to put her robe on and met him at her door. They shared one last kiss before he opened the door and he strode out into the hallway, his back disappearing around the corner with a hundred other warriors heading for the armory. Gabriela swallowed the knot in her throat, got dressed, and mulled by the fireplace, going over what happened last night with Shayne. Not ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. It was Julia. "Jace wants to see you," she said. Elated, Gabriela thought Jace had changed his mind about keeping her away from the war and he wanted her fighting. She practically sprinted down the narrow northern passageway to get to Jace's chamber and knocked on the door. Jace, who was all suited up in metal armor with a quiver of arrows strapped across his back, opened the door and let Gabriela inside. It was warm in here—the raging fire in the center of the grand room gave off a pleasurable amount of heat and light. Gabriela eagerly turned to him, hoping for some good news. He just strode up to the fire and picked up his bow leaning against the stone ledge. "I wanted to make sure you weren't headed off to the armory," Jace said stonily. "You are notorious for not following my orders." His grey eyes pierced hers and Gabriela looked at the floor, trying not to let the disappointment overwhelm her. "I wasn't thinking of disobeying you this time," Gabriela said. "I'm staying here." Jace turned around, his eyes wary and somewhat surprised. "You're giving in that easily?" "I figured there's no point in fighting it." "Is that you talking...or Shayne?" Gabriela's eyes looked up at Jace's with fear and she shook her head. She didn't get a word out before he continued with a guttural growl in his voice. "I heard he was in your bedroom last night. All night." "He..." Gabriela forced the lump in her throat away. "He's one of my best friends...we were talking..." Jace dropped his bow and powered over to her and his stiff hands grasped her upper arms. Gabriela kept the yelp of surprise and fear behind her teeth and clenched her jaw, her furious blue eyes flashing up to his face. Jace squeezed tighter and tucked his chin. His hardened lips met hers ferociously, his tongue forcing her mouth open and he feasted upon her glorious lips, tongue, and mouth. Gabriela was overwhelmed, she didn't know how to respond, but her heart fastened into her throat as Jace's hands released her arms and gripped her body, sliding down to clench her ass and press her crotch against his groin. He grinded against her. His grip was tight like vices, inescapable, and Gabriela couldn't even fight. He released her after a short moment and she stumbled on her feet. His eyes were alight, like she had fully awakened some primal part of him, and he stooped to pick up his bow off the floor. "You will be mine. You are mine," he said. "When I return, I will summon you again...and I have high expectations. Don't disappoint me." The promise of that hung heavily in the air as Jace stormed through the door and left Gabriela alone. The walls crept in on her, so Gabriela quickly followed Jace out of the room and headed straight for the armory. The place was crazy—fearful, anxious voices rocketed around the wooden and stone walls, the clang of metal against metal as helmets were placed, swords were sheathed, chainmail was slipped on over tense bodies. Shayne was on the far side, strapping a belt of daggers and swords around his waist. Gabriela went up to him and touched his shoulder. He was extremely apprehensive—she could tell by the way his shoulder was rock hard with anxiety. His eyes seemed surprised and relieved to see her. "Hey," she said with an encouraging smile. "I came to see you off." "Jace says we have one chance to ambush them," Shayne said urgently, his voice low and focused. "If we fail..." He could only shake his head. "That's not going to happen." "I'm going straight to Sydney's tent," he suddenly said. "And getting her out before anything happens." "That's dangerous," Gabriela warned, but she could understand his reasoning. If she was out on the battlefield today, that's probably what she would do, too, despite the risk. The clop of horse hooves interrupted their conversation and both of them turned to see Jace mount a large black Frasier stallion, its long shaggy mane and fur matching the rugged lifestyle of the Barbarians. The Royals had shiny, pristine horses—the Barbarians had wild, hardy ones. Jace raised his sword towards the ceiling and the point nearly touched the rafters. "Today...our enemies will fall!" Jace bellowed, before he charged his horse out the wooden doors to the stables and everyone cheered and followed. It was a mess of people mounting horses and charging off into the snowy plains, but Gabriela caught Shayne's eye one last time as he mounted a brown horse, gave her a nod, and turned and raced off with the other Barbarians.