A Giant's Heart: Chapter 10

“What is going on in that thick head of yours Osa?”

Still biting her bottom lip her smile widens.  Her finger strokes down my neck to the top of my chest in an almost playful way.  I was no expert on giantkind but it was not hard to pick up on the openly lewd energy coming from her.

“You can’t be serious.”  I push her finger away but she just uses the opportunity to rub her hand up my arm.

“You pretty.”  She croons in a bassy yet lovely voice.  “Small.  Still pretty.”

As I shove one hand away the other strokes me from the other side.  “Thank you Osa, but…”

“Osa pretty?”

“Yes, Osa is very pretty.”  I say as I gently parry her grasp.  The answer was an honest one, Osa’s blunt talk was rubbing off on me.  It was surprisingly refreshing being able to speak one’s mind openly.  “Osa…we can’t do what I think you want to do.”

“Mouth sex.”  She says in her direct way, leaving zero doubt anymore what was happening.  She presses a finger to her lips.  “Feel good.  Fun time.”

“Osa, we can’t.”

“Drake, we can.  Want sex!”

“Osa, I’m married.”  I say.  “I already have a mate.”

This stops her dead.  Looking at me seriously she asks.  “How many?”

“How many?  Wives?”

“Little ones.”

“Children?  Well, none so far but…Osa!”  The moment she heard my answer her smile returned and she was grabbing at me again.

“No mate.”  She grins.

“OSA!”  I yelp as she tickles my ribs nearly hard enough to bruise them.  “Ha ha ha!  Stop that!”

“He he he!”  She giggles with me.  “Squirmy Drake!”

“AH!”  I wrest free and kick her hand away.  “Back you fiend!”  I gasp for breath from the hard tickles and giggles.

“You touch now.”  Pulling her blankets off she loops her right arm out of neck of her loose tunic to reveal her enormous tit.  The cinnamon brown nipple alone was the size of my palm.  It was big, heavy, and sagged a bit to the side.  A world apart from the impeccably firm and petite teardrop breasts of my elven wife.  Osa tugs me closer.  “Touch.”

“By the gods woman.  You have a broken leg!  You need to rest.”

“Tough!”  She says.  “You say.  Osa tough woman.  Good tough woman.”

“Put that away!”  I demand as I point at her exposed breast, unable to completely hide the amusement on my face.

“No!”  She shakes her shoulders in order to jiggle it proudly, and jiggle it does!  “Bouncy!  Ha ha ha!”

“Have you no shame woman!?”  I laugh.

“No!”  She laughs back.  A good honest hearty laugh from the gut.  I’d almost forgotten what they sounded like.  “You like!  I see!  You like boobie!  Give kiss!  Sucky sucky!  He he he!”

“Would you…AH!”  She pinched my butt!  I spin in the spot with her pinching fingers nipping just behind me.  “You are incorrigible!”

“No!”  She corrects me.  “Osa ridicalas!  Remember?”

“Oh my gods!”  I swat and slap at her hands that came in from every angle.  “Are you a giant or a kraken?”

The laughter only got harder.  She just kept touching me and grabbing me and knocking me about.  My arms, my legs, my body and my head.  Persistent pats, strokes, blunt little pinches.  Far from gentle but never enough to hurt.  I twist and defect but the hands just kept coming.  At one particularly bold attempt toward my crotch I give her hand a hard slap, hard enough to make a stout dwarf take a backward step, and this only makes her smile more.  Seeing it as a signal she smacks my side roughly causing me to stagger into her good leg.  She had the strength of an ox!  Her buffeting hands and that last hard jolt got my heart pumping, an unexpected reminder of the raucous and rowdy days of my youth.  The laughter had my troubled spirit soaring.  I was actually having…fun!

At any point I could have stepped away from her.  Had I really wanted to I could easily avoided her touch.  Yet here I was.  Making excuses, trying to reason with her, yet never actually saying no.  It seemed my foolishness knew no limit this night.  Try as I might I just could not see her as a monster anymore.  She was a woman, as dynamic and vivacious and precious as any other soul of any other race I had ever met.  More so than most.  That should have given me even more reason to step away.

My pent up horniness certainly didn’t help matters.  It had been weeks since Lana and I had been together in a carnal way and it would be weeks still until she was in the mood again.  Also, as a man with tastes both male and female, it had been since before my marriage that I broke off the special part of the friendship I had with Zayne and allowed myself to enjoy that side of myself.  I was not ignorant to the fact that Osa could offer both.  And beyond this, Osa was just different.  As different from my wife as was possible to get in a humanoid form.  New and mysterious and exciting.  Not that any of that was a good excuse, I knew what I was getting into when I made my sacred vows to Lanaestra.  No, I had no excuse.  No defense.  No rationale.  There wasn’t one single logical reason why I ought to stay.  Yet here I was playing with a forbidden temptation.  A fair folk flirting with the taboo of a savage race, a monster.  The label of monster-fucker was one even a hero of the realm did not live down in civilized lands.

If I didn’t stop this now Lym would be once and for all proven correct, that my stupidity truly was incurable.

I wait for the next reaching hand to suddenly throw all of my weight and strength into her right arm as it goes for me again.  My shoulder against her forearm and driving with my legs I push the arm back to pin it for a moment against the rise.  She grabs at me with her other hand.  Without even seeing it I knew by the shift in her weight exactly where it was coming from and so duck beneath it causing her to grab her own arm.  In that moment, no more than a few seconds, I draw a spare length of rope that I had tucked into my belt and in a flash loop it around both of her wrists two times before, in a flourish, I tie it off with a half hitch.  It wouldn’t stop her but it would slow her down.

Osa was still blinking and processing what had just happened, staring at her bound hands in confusion, when I weave out of her arms.  I spring to the right and, using the nook of her elbow as a foothold, leap up to land heavily down onto her chest.

“Ooomph!”  She grunts at my landing.

One foot to either side of her huge head, my butt on her chest, I casually place my elbows on my knees and lean down to look her eye to eye.  She gazes up at me still stunned by what had just happened.  As soon as the surprise fades I feel her body relax beneath me and the flames of lust burn twice as bright in her lovely eyes.  “Strong!”

“We can’t!”  I say softly yet firmly.  “What is it going to take to make you listen to me?”

“No listen.”  She says back defiantly as she reaches out for my groin with her lips.  “Sex.”

I push her head back into the earth.  “What if I say no?”

“No say no.”  She whispers pleadingly.  “Make happy.  Mouth sex fun.  No belly.  No little ones.  No mate.  Fun.”

“You know about mating?  I didn’t know your people had put it together, sex and pregnancy.”

“Not stupid.”  She says, a little hurt at my graceless words.

“No, you’re not.  Are you?”  Being so close I could smell her raw earthy aroma.  It was so….so…real.  Nothing like the perfumed bed awaiting me at home.  I stroke her cheek and she pushes into my touch.  The feel of her skin, that I had cleaned earlier, not as fair and flawless as my wife’s yet rich and supple and warm and inviting.  “You are not like I expected.  You are really…so…beautiful.”  She kisses my hand, her lips as wide as it was.  My other hand runs through her thick curly black hair as she kisses my hand again.  “Osa…I…I really…we can’t.”

“No talk.”  She says quietly.  “Make happy.”  Parting her pillowy lips she takes my four fingers into them and lightly suckles.  Her intense amber colored eyes peer up at me with wild wanton desire.  I had been with men and women of many races over the years yet none with eyes like hers.

“Osa…”

“No talk.”

After a long pause I whisper back.  “No talk.”

Just as with my inability to bring myself to slay her it had taken my mind awhile to catch up with what my will had already decided.  Suddenly I hoped Arjan WASN’T looking down on me from the afterlife after all.  I could bear no witness for what I was about to do.    Gods have mercy on me…I was about to have oral sex with a hill giant!

Chapter 11