The Price of Love

Chapter 2

Drowned

As was normal practice among night elves, Kyrien slept through most of the daylight hours, he especially was in no hurry to face a new day of regret. By the time Kyrien crawled out of bed it was late afternoon, he was sore all over from the night before and despite being asleep for most of the day, he still managed to have dark circles under his crystalline eyes. Kyrien tried to focus on the minor day to day tasks of grooming himself and tidying his home but no matter what, all he could think about was Ryka. It had felt so good the night before; the touch of Ryka’s hands all over his body, the scent of Ryka tingling his senses, Ryka’s voice sending chills through his ears; but it was not meant to last. Ryka had simply been drunk enough to indulge a curiosity of his all the while enjoying another conquest; but to Kyrien he had dared to hope his secret desires had at last earned some merit only to sacrifice his virginity to the wrong person.
Kyrien slammed his fist angrily against the wall, not only was he sad that his heart had betrayed him but also furious that he had allowed himself to be so gullible. Ryka was no doubt off courting the next would-be lover and here he stood moping and depressed.

“I can’t just hide here all day…” he spoke absently to himself, “Maybe I just need to clear my head.” Kyrien went to grab his bow and quiver, as well as a small pack of food and water before heading out into the woods. It had always been a way for him to cope with difficult situations; to run off into the woods and focus on the hunt. If he returned to the village with a handsome stag or basket of fish he’d be met with enough praise and approval that he might forget his sorrows if only temporarily.

A few steps into the woods he heard the crack of a twig beneath someone’s feet, he turned fast to see who was behind him and saw Ryka.

“Some night huh?” he remarked in greeting.

“Yeah… I guess you could say that.” Replied Kyrien.

“So where you going?” he asked, he then glanced at the bow and quiver full of arrows, “You’re going hunting? Alone? I hope you plan to stay on the island, our scouts have brought in reports of possible horde activity in our territory just on the mainland.” Kyrien bit his lip and furrowed his brow, it wasn’t the warning that made him uncomfortable but rather Ryka’s total nonchalant way of addressing him. How could Ryka be so intimate with him one night then expect to act so casual as if none of it had happened?

“I’ll be fine Ryka, I just want to clear my head a bit is all.” Kyrien turned back around towards the forest but a sudden firm grip on his arm forced him to be still.

“Are you mad about last night?” Ryka gazed steadily into Kyrien’s eyes looking for the answer before Kyrien could answer properly.

“No no..!” Kyrien lied, “It’s nothing like that, my head is still a tad fogged from the spirits last night and I was feeling cooped up.”

Ryka’s gaze softened as did his grip on Kyrien’s arm.

“Well be careful then.” He replied while giving a firm friendly punch to Kyrien’s arm. Kyrien put on a false smile and watched Ryka transform into a handsome saber cat and bound off back towards the village. He let out a longing sigh then resumed his trek through the woods.

Despite his better judgments and instincts, Kyrien stood at the edge of the beach of the night elves’ island and gazed across the water to the mainland of Ferales. The sound of sea gulls cried out from overhead, the sea spray filled the air with a salty taste and giant crabs skittered about the shoreline. Kyrien lay down his bow and quiver, he had found a far better means of relaxing and clearing his mind.

Kyrien stripped down to his loin cloth and began to braid his long green hair, there was no one around except for the usual flora and fauna and a nice swim would surely relax his mind and soothe his aching body. By now it was nearing sunset, which for a night elf was practically midday. The sun dipped into the ocean, spilling her colors into the waters as the sky began to match the violet hues of Kyrien’s own skin. The druid smiled and puffed his chest towards the sun, trying to absorb her last bit of warmth before she sank into the ocean’s depths. The night began to chirp and croak with life, fireflies peeked through the brush, and the first hums of fresh night wind blew through the trees. Kyrien at last turned his attentions away from his appreciation of nature and submersed himself in the dark water that was now war from the day’s sun. Floating about on his back, the druid looked up at the stars, it wasn’t long till his mind once again started to replay his intimacy with Ryka once more. Kyrien closed his eyes and thrashed his head as if to shake the memories out.

“Damn it! How could he do this to me!?” whispered Kyrien to himself. So engrossed was he in his own torment he failed to notice the strange ripples in the water that steadily approached him.

Then came the silence, no fireflies, no chirps, even the trees had gone still it seemed. Kyrien’s long ears twitched and he arose in alarm, something wasn’t right. He stood alert in the water and began heading back to the shore, then he caught it, a scent of something that should not be there. Kyrien searched the shoreline for his bow, it was farther away than he remembered; the current must have pulled him away from it.

“Damn it.” He cursed mentally, then before he could make another move, they were upon him. Out of the water’s surface came two large brutish naga. Kyrien’s yell was cut off as one naga grabbed him from behind and the other jabbed the blunt end of a spear into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Although the naga resided south in the Isle of Dread, every once in a while some would get bold and venture to Sardor Isle.

“Look here Grazz, a two legged cousin…” hissed the spear wielding naga. Grazz hissed what was most likely a laugh as he held up the night elf to get a better look.

“This one’s not bad Xis, we might could enjoy this one before we kill him.”
Xis leered at Kyrien and trailed his clawed scaly hand down the soft curve of the druid’s cheek while Grazz sniffed at his captive’s throat. Kyrien groaned in pain as he became aware once more of his surroundings. The situation before him filled him with dread as the grip on him tightened and the naga before him suddenly trailed his long forked tongue down Kyrien’s bare abdomen.

“Get off me!” he snarled angrily as he curled up and kicked the first naga away from him. Grazz growled and hissed as he grabbed Kyrien’s head roughly and plunged him under water. Xis recovered from the kick and glared vengefully at the night elf who was now desperately struggling for air.

“Let him breathe brother.” hissed Xis.

Grazz nodded his head and pulled Kyrien back up out of the water upon where he began coughing and choking up water.

“Poor land dweller, need me to revive you?” hissed Xis as he grabbed Kyrien roughly by the jaw and firmly kissed him. His thick forked tongue filled Kyrien’s mouth and throat and he wrenched his head back in time for the night elf to gag and cough violently.

“With a gag reflex like that, he won’t do us much good will he Xis?” hissed Grazz in a sick excuse for a laugh. Kyrien gasped for air as the burning in his lungs subsided enough for him to once again speak.

“Let me go or I’ll kill you both!” he growled.

“Silence!” snapped Xis as he slapped Kyrien’s head sideways. The night elf’s next threat was cut off as Grazz muffled his mouth with his own large scaly hand. Xis began casting a spell that Kyrien did not quite recognize. He winced, expecting something terrible to suddenly end his life force but it never came. They were moving, Kyrien opened his eyes and they were deep underwater. Kyrien gasped in alarm but instead of choking he felt the water fill his lungs to no suffering. Xis had cast a water breathing spell on him, but there was no telling how long it would last and he was so far beneath the surface. If only he could get free and transform into a sea lion, then he might stand a chance.

Kyrien’s attentions were once again rudely turned to his captors as Grazz released him only to pass him off to Xis to yanked at his braid again. He then felt a slimey tentacle wrap around his throat, there was an odd tingling sensation then he felt the naga’s words form in his head.

“Listen up whelp, my brother and I are going to make sport of you, you have until that water breathing spell wears off to show us a good time. If you please us, I’ll recast it and let you live, if you don’t we’ll very much enjoy watching you drown.”

Kyrien gave a look of alarm and began to thrash in an attempt to escape but Xis’s grip was much too strong.

“Stop fighting, you’ll only wear yourself out.” growled Xis mentally. Grazz slithered up and raked his claws down Kyrien’s sides, little trails of blood vanished into the water. Kyrien screamed into the water and Xis swam up to meet his scream by plunging his own cock down the druid’s throat. Kyrien was so alarmed and startled that he bit the thick invader causing Xis to scream as well. In that fraction of a moment of confusion, Kyried tore free from Grazz and swam up towards the surface. A firm scaly grip on his ankle began to pull him back, Kyrien cried out again and managed to twist free of the hand.

“Get back here!!!” screamed Xis but Kyrien didn’t hear him, his eyes were set on the surface. He magically transformed into a sea lion so that he could swim fast enough to possibly out swim the two naga that slithered through the water after him. Faster and harder he pushed himself, desperate to get away. When at last he broke through the water’s surface, all aquatic spells dispersed as his lungs filled with air. Kyrien staggered out of the shore and ran up onto the beach. He could see the trees, if only he could get to the trees he could easily lose the naga. He was almost past the sand when pain exploded from his side. He watched the spear land buried in the sand just a few feet in front of him. He gripped his side where the spear blade had grazed him. There was so much blood and it hurt so bad, he missed his step and fell. Before he could get up, the naga were upon him once more, this time there were no smart remarks or teasing threats, it was all sheer brutality. Xis landed a clean punch across Kyrien’s face that cause him to cry out. Grazz was dragging him back to the edge of the water, sand was getting in his wound, and Xis was beating him all over, blow after blow of Xis’ heavy scaled fists upon Kyrien’s vulnerable flesh. Xis then growled as he slithered back a bit to clutch his own throbbing member.

“I ought to make you choke on it!” he hissed, still obviously in pain from the earlier bite. Xis gave a meaningful glare at Grazz And Kyrien suddenly felt himself being flipped over onto his back. Xis slithered back once more and grabbed his wrists, pinning him down against the sandy beach. Grazz hoisted his legs up and far apart, Kyrien could feel the rip of fabric on his skin as his loin cloth was discarded then something thick and firm press against his unprepared entrance.

“NO!!” he yelled out in severe alarm, he thrashed about helplessly. Xis smirked and leaned over to lick Kyrien’s face.

“Scream all you want, no one will hear you, we’re on the beach of Ferales, there’s no night elves to save you here.” Just then Xis reached down to dig his clawed finger into Kyrien’s bleeding wound. Kyrien screamed in agony, his cry dissipated into the wind of the shore. Grazz slowly pressed against the night elf’s tight ass, the head of his cock, forcing the tight muscles of Kyrien’s entrance to stretch painfully. Kyrien felt tears run down his cheeks as he cried again both from the slow menacing intrusion of his rear as well as the cruel aggravation to his bleeding side. Kyrien then felt he head being turned as Xis once again shoved his own swollen cock into the night elf’s throat.

“Bite me again and I’ll rape that hole in your side!” growled Xis. Kyrien let out a muffled whimper as Xis thrusted his salty meat into the druid’s mouth. Grazz smirked and shoved the rest of his cock into Kyrien’s tight ring of muscle. Kyrien felt Grazz fill him up to the hilt, his eyes widened in pain and Xis gripped his hair and shoved his face further onto his cock. Grazz grabbed one of Kyrien’s wrists and Xis held the other, his body was twisted and contorted awkwardly to suit his two captors’ lust driven abuse. Hot salty precum trickled down the back of Kyrien’s throat and he was forced to gulp it down; Xis reached down and again inserted his clawed finger into the night elf’s open wound and Kyrien widened his mouth to scream again but only got more of Xis’ cock shoved into him. Grazz meanwhile began to thrust in and out of him and a steady pace, it wasn’t that he was trying to be gentle, he was pumping his cock so as to lubricate his victim using his victim’s own blood as well as his precum. Kyrien’s eyes watered up again in severe pain and his stomach turned when his tears were greedily licked up by Xis.

Harder and harder came Grazz’s thrusts; Kyrien’s muffled cries only seemed to stimulate Xis as he hissed in pleasure. Xis’ cock began to well in Kyrien’s mouth, his tongue could feel the veins as they became more pronounced. Xis let out a hiss of pleasure as he released his seed into Kyrien’s mouth. Kyrien struggled and Xis gripped his head firmly.

“Swallow or drown…” he hissed. Kyrien had no choice, he winced in disgust as he swallowed the thick salty cum. Even as Xis’s organ went limp in his mouth, Xis held him firmly until every last drop was gulped down. Kyrien gasped for air as well as in pain as Xis finally released him and then leaned over to lick away the trail of cum running down Kyrien’s chin.

Grazz grunted and growled, still plowing his own heavy meat into the young night elf. Kyrien squirmed again and tried to get away but was roughly grabbed by Xis who held him down so that his brother could increase his pace. Kyrien thrashed his head from side to side, the bitter taste in his mouth, nor the burning in his side was anything compared to the sheer violence that ravaged his ass. The sick wet noises, and the scent of his own blood mixed with the nagas’ essence overwhelmed his senses.

“NO MORE!!!” he cried in outburst. Grazz hoisted him almost upside down with Xis supporting him enough to accommodate his brother. Grazz thrusted cruelly into the elf, Kyrien could feel the blood rushing to his head as well as the warm trail of blood abd precum trail down his back.

“Almost there…” grunted Grazz, “Just…a little… MORE!” Grazz grunted out loudly as the stabbed his cock fully into Kyrien one final time, hot agony erupted inside him and he was uncaringly dropped onto the ground as Grazz pulled his blood and cum soaked member from the exhausted night elf. Xis and Grazz’s hissing laughter burned in Kyrien’s ears, he hid his face in the sand, ready to meet his end.

Then the ground gave a slight quake and both naga looked up apprehensively. Kyrien too looked up curiously and saw that both naga no longer seemed interested in him; they both had their gaze fixed in the same direction as another quake shook the ground, this time it was more noticeable. Kyrien groaned weakly in pain and got up to see what had stopped the naga from finishing him off.

Another heavy quake and there it was, approaching along the beach, a sea giant; covered in scales, seaweed and barnacles. The giant carried a huge heavy mallet and each slow mammoth step cause the ground to shake. Xis and Grazz turned back to the water and fled , it had been a foolish move however, their sudden movement and the splash of them entering the water had caught the giant’s attention. Kyrien lay frozen in pain and fear on the beach as the giant let out an ear shattering roar and bounded after the two naga. The ground shook violently and Kyrien hissed in pain as he was thrown from the ground and landed on his wounded side. He struggled to his feet as the giant passed him and hurried for the trees as fast as his aching legs could take him. He only turned around when he heard a hiss like scream, the giant had plucked Xis and Grazz from the ocean by their serpentine tails.

Kyrien watched in cold amusement as the giant dropped Grazz into his mouth and swallowed him whole. Then as Xis tried desperately to escape, the giant held the naga with his finger tips and then simply pulled the naga in half before devouring him as well. The sound of their bones being crushed between the giant’s teeth were like a sick music to Kyrien’s pointed ears.

Kyrien then turned and under the veil of a shadow meld spell he vanished into the forest of Ferales.