Naked Warrior

PART FOURTEEN

PART FOURTEEN

Daria stood, looking out over the night sky from the window in Novick's bedchambers. She let out a big sigh of relief, glad for the fact there was a full moon tonight, which would make traveling at night much easier. She went and retrieved her bag from where she had it hidden and quietly made her way out to meet Marcus, Megan, and the rest of the group, who had assembled in the stables.

Everyone was nervous. They still had to deal with the two night guards at the gate entrance before they could even consider "being on their way." Daria took charge of the people, telling everyone to keep the noise down.

"Okay, folks. This is your last chance to change your mind." Everybody nodded 'no.'
"Well then, I need the gate team to come with me. The rest of you stay here and wait for our signal.

Marcus and four young men, all carrying weapons that Marcus had taken from Novick's armory, stepped forward. They left the stables and sneaked across the courtyard to the wall west of the gate. Daria set down her sword and looked at the men.

"Ready? Here I go."

She followed the wall around and spoke to the guard closest to her.

"Excuse me, sir? Could you help me to move this big bag of flour to the kitchen, please? Everyone else is asleep and it's too heavy for me to move by myself.

Both guards looked Daria over. They knew she was Novick's new playmate.

"Why are you moving flour around at this time of night? Isn't Megan supposed to be taking care of things like that?" one guard asked.

"Well, yes, she would normally. But tomorrow is her birthday, you see, and I wanted to surprise her by baking a cake. This is the only time she's not working in the kitchen. So I started to mix everything together and realized there was no flour and so. . ."

"All right, all right. I'm coming. Just quit your babbling, okay."

"Oh, thank you!" she said and started to lead the guard back around the wall where the men were waiting to clobber him. As they walked past the hiding men, one grabbed him around the mouth to keep him quiet while the others disarmed him and knocked him out. They dragged him out of sight and hid him under the hay next to the stables.

Daria turned to the men with a pleased look on her face. "One down, one to go."

She returned to the gate, this time running with a panicked look on her face and spoke to the remaining guard.

"Help, quick. The large flour bag fell down on the other guy and I think it might have knocked him out. Please, hurry." She didn't wait for a response. She turned around and ran back the other way, hoping the guard would follow her. He did. And was soon lying next to his buddy underneath the hay.

The signal was given to the waiting group and everyone moved out of the stables with their lives in their hands. Marcus had already entered the guard shack to unlock the gate. When Marcus returned to the group and Daria was sure everyone was together, she pushed the gate to freedom open only to freeze in her footsteps.

Standing before her, with eyes flaring in built up rage, was Novick. Their faces were just inches away from each other and she could feel the heat coming from his body.

"Master!" she cried. "We were just coming out to greet you," she boldly toyed with him.

Novick noticed something different in her eyes. Something he hadn’t seen before. A newfound confidence. He saw no indication of fear any longer.

He stepped back and withdrew his sword, yelling for his guards at the same time.

"Going somewhere, Daria? Perhaps to meet MARS?"

Daria also drew her sword. She laughed mockingly at Novick.

"Mars? You think I'm leaving you for Mars? Well, I guess you could say that."

"I knew it! I knew he was up to something. Fucking Immortal."

"You’re jealous!" she laughed. "Big, bad Lord Novick is jealous of the God. What's wrong, Novick? Feeling insignificant, are we?" Daria was egging him on. She hated this man and everything he stood for. And since her memory of the time spent with Ares had returned, she had felt like her old, cocky self. She never took shit from anyone before, and she wasn't going to take any more from him now, either. She found great satisfaction is letting Novick know what she really thought of him.

"Step aside, Novick. We're leaving."

"Oh no, my sweet little slut. You're not going anywhere except back to my bedchambers for a lesson in respect."

"Wanna bet?"

Novick laughed. "Is that a challenge? I love a good challenge," he smirked.

Daria became momentarily distracted by the noise behind her. Some of Novick's guards had awakened when they heard Novick summons them and were engaged in fighting with the slaves. Although the guards were more experienced with their weapons, they were outnumbered four to one, so the slaves were holding their own.

Novick tackled Daria while her attention was drawn away. She struggled to get free from under the weight of his body. She saw an insane excitement in Novick's face. He loved violence and was actually becoming aroused by Daria's rebellion.

He had her pinned down and was looking into her eyes, shaking his head in amazement. "Gods, are you ever magnificent when you're angry. I think I'm in love!" he teased. He started kissing her roughly. Daria resisted at first, but could not break free. Her mind was running at light speed trying to figure out how to turn the situation around.

She started to respond to his kiss, biting at his lower lip. She moaned and began grinding her hips against his groin. Passion started to overtake Novick, and he moved his hands to her face and hair. "Oh, baby! You excite me so," he purred.

As soon as Daria felt him drop his guard, she made her move. Flipping him over, she dug her knee into his balls and was able to get away from him. She grabbed the sword she dropped when he tackled her and stood ready for a fight.

"You little bitch. No one treats me that way." The rage had returned to Novick's eyes again as he stood and picked up his own sword.

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Ares had been monitoring everything from his cloaked position in a nearby tree. He knew Daria didn't want him to interfere, and the others didn't want his help, but he certainly wasn't going to stand by and watch Novick destroy them either. As he watched Daria and Novick, he fought the urge to show up at her side. Daria was no match for Novick. She had nowhere near the training she needed to fight a Roman soldier. But . . . Daria had never said anything about helping her personally. He cast a protection spell on her alone, and then increased her fighting ability to match that of her opponent's. At least it would be a fair fight now.

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Marcus and the others had successfully managed to defeat the guards they were fighting and they all began to form a circle around Daria and Novick. Daria had not been the aggressor thus far, she just kept fending off Novick's attempts to disarm her. She moved as gracefully as a swan and as quick as lightening, which pissed Novick off to no end.

Ares was enjoying the show from his tree branch. He admired Daria. She was not afraid to stand up to this powerful man. And with her ability enhanced, she was like poetry in motion to him. Ares became mesmerized by her form, the way she thrust her sword, her keen senses. She was beautiful in battle. Yes, all the rage, the passion, the violence, had its strange sexual affect on the God of War, too. He couldn't wait until Daria got to Greece. Her fearless determination exhilarated him.

The longer he watched her, the more he desired her. He started to undress her with his eyes, stripping her clothing off, layer by layer. In his mind, he removed the vest she had on. Daria was too caught up in the fight and didn't feel anything. Next, Ares removed her tunic.

Daria felt a slight chill and the nipples of her breasts became hard. The next thing she noticed was she felt her pants were missing and she knew that Ares was close by, watching her. She did her best to ignore the distraction and focus on Novick.

In less than a minute, Ares had Daria completely undressed in his mind. She was totally nude, with nothing but her sword in hand, fighting Novick. Ares smiled as her full breasts jiggled as she moved. His cock started to strain against the leather of his pants when Daria had to tuck and roll, giving Ares a perfect view of her shaven pussy. He couldn't help himself - he wanted to play.

He started to finger her pussy in his mind, not realizing that Daria was actually able to feel him imagining it. He could feel her slick juices lubricating his fingers and she could feel herself getting wet as well. The feeling in her pussy became more and more intense and she was finding it harder and harder to concentrate. Ares pictured fucking her with two fingers while his thumb brushed wildly against her clit. It was too much for her to ignore any longer.

Daria lost all focus on Novick and was just standing there, moaning. Her head rolled back and her free hand reached for one of her breasts. She felt Novick knock the sword from her hand, but she didn't care. Ares was going to make her cum with his mind. Novick charged her, backing her up against a tree. His body was pressed against hers, and he held his sword to her throat.

"You die now, bitch." He was just about to slice across her neck when she started babbling.

"Oh, Gods! I want your cock. Please, I'm begging you," she murmured, completely lost in the erotic feeling Ares was causing. She was barely conscious of the fact that Novick was about to kill her.

Novick paused. He thought she was talking to him and frowned. That's all he ever really wanted from her. To be his willing sex slave. To beg him for his cock. And now, just as he is ready to end her life, she turned into his ultimate desire. But she was the enemy and she had to die.

While Novick was preoccupied with his thoughts, Daria managed to get her hand around the handle of Novick's dagger without his knowledge. She started to cum, and her body shook and writhed against Novick. She pulled out his dagger, stabbing Novick in his left lung. The harder she came, the more twi twisted the blade in Novick. He dropped his sword and tried to back away from her, but quickly died and fell backwards instead.

Daria was pulled along, landing on top of him. Her body was still jerking with pleasure. Her hand was still on the dagger, and she was covered in blood. She had just had the most intensive orgasm in her life. The combination of taking a life and getting off at the same time was overwhelming. Daria had gotten her first taste of blood lust and she liked it.

Ares almost couldn't control himself when he saw her cumming. He could tell thact act moment when the power of blood lust manifested itself in her. His passion for her flooded his veins and the fire of desire burned brightly in his eyes. He disappeared abruptly, knowing he wouldn't be able to resist taking her right then and there for a moment longer.

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