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Orin fell to her knees and placed her hand on Larian’s mouth. That was already surprising. Normally he would expect , Orin to hold a knife to his throat . Or just be done with it and slice it open.
“ Not a word Bloodkin … I’d hate to massacre this entire camp before we had our little talk. Nod if you agree. “
Her putrid blood was calling to him to free from it’s fleshy prison…. His blood urged him to do the same!!! He did not know how long he could hold onto to his humanity. He thanked the Gods that as with all nights he chose to sleep far away from the others.
With his nod Orin released him and rose to her feet. Larian followed her example. He felt unprepared, not to mention underdressed for this fight, wearing only pants.
Orin the Red leaned on a nearby tree and crossed her incredible pale legs. Next to her , laid Larian’s backpack.
“ I don’t know your reasons little insect , and I do not care to learn them. But I know you you saved my flesh from being turned into carrion. “
The Dark Urge eyed his backpack before turning his attention back to her .
“ You called me Bloodkeen . We aren’t related are we?”
Orin stopped manicuring her nails with her blade and looked at Larian in utter disbelief before letting out a crude laughter . Larian was surprised, the others didn’t wake.
When her laugh subsided, she walked towards him , her hips moving sexily. Wait , what?! Don’t think about such things!!!
“ You truly don’t remember don’t you? No we are not related but we both share the Blood of Bhaal . We are both his champions. Only there only can be one , little piggy and it will be me!! Me!!!”
Larian took a step closer to her . He could see black ink moving all over her Snow White body sub dermal. How was this even possible?! And why did his Urge wanted him to cut it out of her and spill it on the ground?
Control yourself!! As he approached he could feel her shaking with anticipation as well. Same blood after all.
“ I’ve been getting visits from a small devil butler . He commands me to do Bhaal’s will. He rewarded me with a crimson cloak when my urges took the better of me.”
At that her eyes bulged and she put away her blade .
“ That filthy little… did he look like this?”
Orin grabbed her head and twisted as she transformed to the fiend of a butler .
“ Well I’ll be gods damned … you are a shapeshifter as well. Gotta say, I liked you more before. “
“ Focus , insect!!! Was this the piece of rancid meat that visited you at night ?”
“ Yes that was him all right…”
Orin turned back to her original form.
“That means the master still thinks there’s hope for you to become his Chosen. No!!! Me!!! It needs to be me.” Orin growled as she fished out Ketheric’s hammer from Larian’s backpack .
“ You claimed the General’s weapon as your own. Very good Bone Slayer… now use it !!! Let us find out who is truly deserving of Bhaal’s favour.”
She threw the hammer to Larian and he caught it.
“ Must there really be a fight Orin? “
“ Yes little piggy!!! Bhaal demands it.”
Larian stepped even closer to Orin , close enough to punch her, and he felt her’s and his own blood burning inside their veins. Despite that, he let his hammer fall to the ground.
“I do not want Bhaal’s favour Orin . You can have it . You’re welcomed to it. I just want to be rid of this tadpole and help the people.”
Orin looked at the hammer dumbfounded and then back at Larian.
“ Wh-What?”
“ You can sit on the Slayer’s bloody throne . I do not want it.”
She moved even closer to him , their noses almost touching, putting her blade on his throat.
“ No… no no no this isn’t how it’s supposed to go… I can feel your blood. You can feel mine . We can barely control each other when I am this close to you. Pick up your hammer . Smash my bones to pieces!!! Drink their marrow!! Give me pain beyond imagination , while I’ll flay the skin off your pathetic body!!! “
Larian couldn’t take it anymore . He gave in , but not before channeling his thoughts into another type of violent release .
He grabbed Orin by the small of her back and leaned down to kiss her violently on the lips .
Her eyes went wide before giving in to her boiling blood, and kissing him back closing them again. She withdrew her blade from his neck and pushed her hot tongue into his mouth as her nails scratched his muscle bound chest.
Larian pulled down her chest armour and too one her perky breasts in his mouth.
“ Yes!!! Devour me!! Show me no mercy!!” Orin purred as Larian slammed her hard on his bedroll . He swiftly pulled the rest of her armour-dress down , leaving her naked as the day she was born, apart from her tiara and her crimson panties.
The lust had taken over her as she used her feet to push down his pants exposing his massive , rock hard cock.
“ By Bhaal’s blood!! You are truly well endowed. Does my body light your fire to such an extent?”
Larian took her beloved dagger out of her armour. Orin tensed at that.
“ Don’t touch that!!!”
“ Sssssshhhhh!! Be quiet Orin . We wouldn’t want to wake my friends after all. You like blood and pleasure ,same as me.”
He placed the point of the blade on her heart and her breath hitched.
Larian continued.
“ You like killing and you adore the idea of someone giving you a painful death. “
The blade went to her stomach.
“ Like now . I could disembowel you , with your own weapon not less…”
Orin had gotten so wet her juices had soaked her panties clean through , and was causing a wet spot on the bedroll .
He moved the weapon to her pussy and pressed the cold blade on her wet hot entrance.
“Yessssss… “ she hissed like a snake as she raised her head, to see all the action.
Larian cut her panties and pressed the dull of the blade to her juicy lips.
“ Gods , you are soaked.”
He pulled the knife away and while looking into her pale eyes licked her juices of her beloved blade.
“ You are delicious. Open your mouth Orin. Bite down to this. “ Orin bit down on her blade tasting herself in the process. Her body trembled with anticipation.
And Larian was about to satisfy his hunger.