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The Mystical Warrior	By : kallison Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 17896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The Mystical Warrior

Chapter 5: Changes
Ashtara's heart beat with anticipation. Skjor had asked her to meet him at the base of Skyforge. She wasn't sure exactly of what was going to happen, but she had a good idea. They'd already celebrated the fact that she was now a member of the Companions, so hopefully now, they were going to show her the way to becoming a werewolf. Ashtara didn't see the set of silver eyes that watched her enter the secret ritual chamber.
Skjor met Ashtara as agreed upon and he lead her inside to a ritual chamber. In the center stood an empty font. Skjor motioned to the only other occupant in the chamber.
“I hope you recognize Aela in this form. She has agreed to be your forebear.”
Saying this, Skjor held Aela's forearm over the font. Using his dagger, he made a slash on her arm, and the font filled quickly with Aela's blood. Skjor motioned for Ashtara to drink from the font.
Ashtara walked to the font and took a deep, long drink, ignoring the metallic blood taste. Oh gods..the agony. Ashtara could feel her bones popping and snapping as she dropped to all fours, her breathing rapid as she tried to adjust to pain of transforming into this new form. Ashtara could still feel her own consciousness, but it was being overtaken by her beast form. She was quicky losing any rational thought that she possessed.
Racing past Skjor and Aela, Ashtara headed for the secret tunnel that would take her out and away from the city. Outside, underneath a clear, beautiful, night sky, she ran. She ran faster and longer than she'd ever done in her entire life. She jumped and climbed rocks that she'd never been able to as a human. Her hearing and sight was 100 times better than before. It was glorious! She chased after a fox before it managed to escaped down into it's den. Wait..what's happening? She wanted to enjoy this fantastic new freedom. Her vision started dimming and then she knew no more.
“Well, your initiation was harder than most, but you survived.” Ashtara heard Aela say somewhere through the fog in her mind.
Ashtara looked up from where she lay on the ground to see Aela standing over her.
“I envy you, Ash. That first time, it's just so...incredibly intense.”
Ashtara stood up slowly, still trying to get her scattered wits together, when she realized she was naked. She looked around and saw that her armor was on the ground just a short distance away from her. Hundreds of questions sprang to Ashtara's mind that she wanted to ask Aela, but they would have to wait. She walked over to her armor, bent to pick it up, but stopped. She turned around and placed herself in front of Aela.
“Thank you for agreeing to be my forebear.” Ashtara said, before softly pressing her lips to Aela's.
Feeling no resistance from Aela, Ashtara wrapped her arms around Aela's neck, and pressed her body to Aela's. Hesitating only a second, Aela slid her arms around Ashtara's waist pulling her closer and deepened the kiss.
Ashtara's clever fingers found the buckles to Aela's armor and in moments Aela was naked. Ashtara broke the kiss and drew back so that she might admire Aela's lean, strong body. Pulling Aela back to her, she cupped one of Aela's firm breast to play with the hard nipple. Kissing Aela softly, Ashtara trailed her lips down Aela's neck towards those begging nipples. Aela moaned when Ashtara's lips fastened onto her nipple, sucking on it hard. Ashtara buried two fingers deep into Aela's damp hole.
Vilkas changed directions and headed down wind of where Ashtara and Aela were. He'd been following Ashtara as a werewolf while she'd been in werewolf form. He'd been enjoying her enthusiasm for her new form. His full intention had been to take her for himself, but then Aela had shown up, damn her. He'd already changed back to human form when he spotted them. While he knew Ashtara wouldn't realize the full extent of what being a werewolf meant, Aela did and she would smell his scent in a heartbeat.
Vilkas crouched down and watched the two, beautiful, warrior women, hypnotized. He'd never seen anything so entrancing in his life. By now, Ashtara was on her back, with her face buried between Aela's thighs, licking and sucking Aela's clit while sliding three fingers in and out of Aela's wet hole. Aela had her face buried in Ashtara's pussy, licking and sucking at the delicious juices.
Unable to bear the agony, Vilkas wrapped his hand around his hard dick and started stroking it with long, slow strokes, envisioning that is was Ashtara's firm, hot body that he was sliding into, instead of his hand. He bit his lip and let out a low moan. Then froze, praying that Aela hadn't heard it.
Aela lifted her head from Ash's body and tilted her head. She delicately sniffed the air. A sly grin came across her lips, then was gone.
Aela could feel her climax coming. She started rubbing her clit back and forth across Ash's expert tongue.
Vilka's heaved a sigh of relief. Aela hadn't heard him. Resuming his stroking of his dick, he thought again of how he'd be buried balls deep into Ash, ramming fast and hard into her, while she writhed and moaned in pleasure beneath him. He was so caught up in his fantasy, he barely heard Aela reach her peak.
“Oh yes...Ash...that's it...do me..” she moaned.
Aela clamped her thighs around Ash's face while she rode out wave after wave of pleasure. Aela slowly got off of Ash's face, then kissed her.
“I have a surprise for you. Just keep your eyes closed and you will soon know pleasure that you've never even dreamed of.” Aela said softly.
Aela snatched up her clothes and headed toward Vilkas' position. He didn't even notice her until it was to late.
“She's all yours Vilkas. I got her nice and ready for you.” Aela snickered.
Vilkas didn't even bother to reply. He was already racing towards Ashtara's waiting, naked body.
He knelt down, spread Ashtara's thighs wide and he thrust his tongue deep inside of her. Ashtara moaned and tilted her hips to receive even more pleasure from that delightful tongue thrusting in and out of her. He buried his nose deep in her red curls and breathed the scent of her in. By Ysgramor her scent was intoxicating.
It was several moments before Ashtara realized that the hands on her thighs, and the tongue buried deep inside her weren't Aela's. Opening her eyes and propping herself up on her elbows, she saw Vilkas' head between her legs.
“Gahh....get away from me!” she yelled, while trying to scoot away from him.
It wasn't in Vilkas' nature to let his prey get away. He grabbed her hips more firmly and pulled her back to him. He rose to his knees and it was then Ashtara saw the size of his erection.
“By the stars,” she gasped, her eyes wide with something close to fear.
“You'll...you'll never fit.”
Ashtara had never seen one that size. It wasn't so much long as it was thick. She didn't think she would even be able to wrap her hand around the entire thickness. She tried wriggling and scooting away from him again. Vilkas pulled her back to him and placed a hand on her stomach, easily holding her down. Rubbing the head of his engorged cock at her wet entrance he slowly eased the tip inside. It was divine, it was a nightmare. He wanted to give her body time to adjust, but she was so hot and ready for him, that all he wanted to do was pound himself in her again and again.
Ashtara stopped wiggling and trying to get away. Just her entrance felt so full, so stretched to the limit, and it felt ohhhh so good. She wondered what it would feel like to have him buried deep inside her. She laid back down, feeling the cool earth beneath her skin. She held out her arms to him.
“Now...take me now.” she whispered.
That was all the encouragement Vilkas needed. He slammed himself into her heated core. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him down on top of her. He buried his face into her hair and pounded her willing body relentlessly.
“Oh...now...stars, now Vilkas!” she screamed, while raking her nails down his back over and over, drawing droplets of blood.
Wave after wave of pleasure hit her. Her muscles clenching him so tightly was almost his undoing. He rose up, pulled himself out and flipped her over. Without even giving her a chance to get her hands underneath her, he grabbed her hips and was ramming himself back into her still spasming pussy. Vilkas held onto her shoulders to anchor her in place as he went even faster and harder into her.
Ashtara moaned. She was cumming again. He was going faster, harder, and deeper than anyone ever had. He slammed into her again, then one more time and released his hot load into her.
“Take it she-bitch, take it all,” he growled, then leaned down and bit her hard on the neck.
“Ahhh...gods....” Ashtara screamed as she climaxed again.
Ashtara's arms and legs buckled from the intense pleasure and she dropped to the ground. Vilkas laid down on the ground next to her. He pulled her into his arms just to make sure that she was going to recover he told himself. Her breathing was slowly returning to normal, so he was just content to lay there with her in his arms and stroke her hair.
“Just rest a bit for now,” he said softly.
“Ummm, you are nice and warm,” she murmured sleepily. She snuggled into his arms and fell fast asleep.
When Ashtara opened her eyes a few hours later, Vilkas was gone.

A/N: Hope you enjoy this one! Why is it, while I'm trying to concentrate on this chapter, a completely whole new idea for a story pops into my head?!?! It concerns a female, elven mage. Though, I've been toying with the idea of a male, Khajiit story too! Anyways, cheers! -Hugs, Kyari
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