For Honor: an unlikely attraction

Ch. 6 (Lemon)

Ingrid's POV

I'm surrounded by darkness. 

Just me and the voices but the voices are agitated. 

They're saying something but they unclear and hard to understand. Why is it like this? The voices are rarely like this. Only when something dire or important is going to happen and even then they tell me what is going to happen. All they're saying is to feed. Nothing else.

Stop it. Just stop! Shut up, shut up, shut up!

William's POV

I awake to the sound of a woman screaming next to me, as if in pain. I look over to see the shaman, Ingrid. She's clutching her head and is writhing around her side of the bed.

I hold her down and shake her, trying to wake her. She doesn't and still continues screaming her lungs out. 

"Ingrid!" I yelled. I hoped saying her name would wake her but it doesn't. I try again but to no avail.

Seeing I had no other clue as in what to do, I released on of my hands and slapped her on her face, hard. Perhaps I should have done it a bit softer but It worked. She woke up.

She stops her screaming and stares at me. I release my hands from her and place them on both sides of her head. 

"You alright? I didn't hit you to hard did I?" I asked

She doesn't respond but continues to stare up at me, blinking her eyes in a lazy manner.

What's gotten into her? First she was screaming in her sleep and now she's looking at me as if I grew a second head. Is she mad that I hit her? I think so.

"Look I'm sorry I hit you. You were screaming and-" I said but before I could finish, she pushes me off her and gets on top of me, growling as she did so.

Did I push her too far? Is she going to kill me? If so I'm not going to die so easily.

Before I could've gotten my hands on her, she brings her head down and locks her lips with mine in a very passionate kiss.

I was shocked, of course. why was Ingrid acting like this? In our time together, never has she once shown any romantic or sexual desires for me.

Wait, could this be another side to her? She is a shaman after all. It wouldn't be far fetched to assume that she has a civil and animalistic side. And from where I'm standing this seems to be her animalistic side. 

I soon melt into the kiss, eventually closing my eyes and letting my hands glide on her sides before settling on her waist.

I was going to start removing her panties but decide against it. I'll let her take things on her own pace.

Ingrid's POV

By the gods, what is happening?

I feel like myself but at the same time, not myself. It's like a combination of my sane, rational side and my unhinged, feral side.

The voices stopped their chanting the moment I awoke from my slumber. I felt a pain in my cheek but I didn't care. I've been through worse after all. The only thing my mind was on at the moment was the man on top of me, William. My heart started to race as my eyes wander over his body and face. He was handsome and well built too with strong muscles. To top it off, his chest had multiple battle scars and probably on the rest of his body as well.  He was speaking but I didn't listen as I stared at him, the voices returning but softer and calmer than before and before falling into my half-me, half-feral state, they said two words.

Take him

William's POV

Ingrid kissed me for about a minute or so before trailing down my body, leaving tiny kisses before coming to the place I knew she was gonna go.

She actually ripped my underwear off me and stared at my semi-erect cock before wrapping her hand around it and started stroking it slowly, bringing it to its full length.

My cock, at its full length, is about 8.5 inches last time I checked. I've been told before by most of my partners that I'm packing so satisfying other women won't be problem.

Ingrid stares at my length momentarily before putting the head of it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. God I felt like I was gonna cum right there but luckily, I held it in. She started to put more in her mouth, all the while stroking the part that wasn't in until her mouth came to the base of my manhood.

She deep throated me for a good while before taking her mouth off. She then rips off her panties and bra, showing off her gorgeous body. She straddles me as she grabs my cock and lines it up with her slit.

She wastes no time, slamming herself down onto my cock, making both of us moan deeply. She then lies he head down on my chest as I fuck her, drawing more moans out of her. 

As I pound her tight pussy, I quickly think about what has gotten into Ingrid. Is she in control of her actions? Am I taking advantage of her in this state? 

I was gonna pull out when I came to that thought but refrained when Ingrid started speaking.

"Don't stop. I'm so fucking close" she moaned.

I started to fuck her harder until she became a moaning mess on top of me. She suddenly grabs my head, pulling me in another kiss.

As we kissed, She came hard on my cock, moaning in our kiss. I soon joined her, finding it difficult to last longer due to the extra tightness of her already tight pussy.

I felt so tired and from the look on Ingrid's face, she's tired as well. She crawls to the side of me, laying her head on my chest as we both slowly went back to sleep listening to each other's breathing.