Nash Nighthammer was not what you would call a social creature. He was used to doing quests, traveling to strange lands and smiting big monsters. That was why he was so uncomfortable sitting at dinner with the Mayor of a village. The mayor needed his help with a vile villain and Nash was happy to bilge. He just wasn’t so happy to be sitting at a formal dinner. That and the fact that the mayor kept crying.
“The Ruby of the Sun has been stolen!” the Mayor sobbed.
Nash Nighthammer considered his response. He was a hero, and as a hero, he needed to know about the kind of enemy he might be facing. Granted, most of his enemies he simply smashed with his heavy warhammer till they stopped moving. Whatever he couldn’t crush with his warhammer, he could usually strangle with his mighty arms or kick to death with his powerful legs. Still, it helped to be prepared.
“I thought it was said that the Ruby of the Sun could never be stolen from the Chest of Iron?”
The Mayor started crying again. He had done this three times already. As he cried, the serving girl took the opportunity to bend down to refill Nash’s goblet. She dangled her inviting cleavage inches from his face. The serving girl took a very long time to pour a very small amount.
“The Chest of Iron had been lockpicked!” the Mayor bawled. He had recovered and the serving girl was standing back up again. Nash noticed she did not move away though.
Nash was more concerned about the Chest of Iron. “I had heard that if the Chest was tampered with, it would turn anyone who touches it to an iron statue?”
“The sacred runes had been defaced by an expert!” the Mayor cried. He was sobbing into his roast beef again. The impossibility of the theft greatly depressed him.
Nash thought about saying something comforting, but the serving girl took this moment to touch his shoulders. Her nails scratched lightly across his bare skin. She was feeling the hidden power, as well as letting Nash know how she planned to scratch him if he mounted her.
Nash sighed. In his life, it wasn’t a matter of if he mounted a woman, but when. He had that kind of a life.
“It would take an extraordinary thief to accomplish this,” Nash said. “Do you have any suspects?”
The Mayor stopped his sniffling. “It is almost time for the Festival of Thanks. Many people travel here to glimpse the Ruby of the Sun before we lock it away for the winter. Visitors have been coming by the dozens every day. And now without a Ruby to see, our village will be ruined!”
“Hmm,” Nash said. He had a bad suspicion about this. “Tell me, have you seen a woman with long blonde hair, with colorful tattoos on her body?”
“Sounds like an entertainer,” the Mayor said. “I don’t usually deal with that kind of riffraff.”
Nash nodded. “This one would have tall black boots the color of midnight.”
“Oh, I’ve seen her!” the servant girl said. “She was doing some juggling. She could keep five daggers in the air easily and kill a fly that was across the street.”
Nash groaned. “That was Chakra, and she is the known as the Queen of Thieves.”
The Mayor started crying again. The servant girl decided that now was the time to refill Nash’s drink again and take a stroke of his loincloth. Her touch was pleasing, but Nash moved her hand gently away.
He had a thief to catch.
Nash Nighthammer walked outside. It was night in the village and the streets were busy. Visitors and pilgrims were here to see the Ruby of the Sun. There was a lack of town guards, and Nash suspected that they were patrolling the roads as they looked for the thief. A good thief would have left the village as soon as possible.
There was something that Nash knew that the guards didn’t. Nash knew what Chakra was really here to steal.
He walked around the town till he found the right place. It was a closed shop where the owner had passed on. The windows were boarded up and the dust of neglect clung to the wooden walls.
One smash of his warhammer sent the door flying. It was dark inside, but Nash Nighthammer wasn’t afraid. He stepped boldly in with his warhammer in both hands.
“I know you are here, Chakra,” he said.
Something sharp pressed into his back. How did she get behind him so easily?
“Nash Nighthammer,” Chakra whispered. Her voice was silky and soft. It was like what Nash thought moonlight would sound like. A lantern flared to life behind him.
“You sound surprised,” Nash said.
Something sharp pressed against his ass. “Just surprised that you thought you could take me,” Chakra said.
Nash spun around. People sometimes look at his big muscular body and assume he was slow. It takes a lot of power to move that much body, and Nash had plenty of power to spare. His warhammer came up and smashed the dagger that was aimed at his buttocks. A flash of metal was the only warning that he received about the dagger flying at his face. He turned his head just in time.
Chakra stood before him. She was wearing a black tunic that covered her ample chest. Her arms were bare, except for the twisting intricate tattoos that decorated her arms. Long legs ended in black leather books that were as silent as kitten paws. Her long blonde hair was bound behind her in black scarf.
She lunged at him. He grabbed her wrists and twisted. She dropped the dagger but another one appeared in her other hand. Chakra tried to stab his leg but Nash wasn’t falling for that. He grabbed that wrist as well and disarmed her.
Nash pulled Chakra to him. “I have you, thief,” he growled.
“I will never tell you where the Ruby is,” Chakra said. She was trembling with excitement in his hands.
“I guess I will have to search you,” Nash said.
He started with her hair. He ripped the scarf from her hair and tossed it to the side. Poison pins and lockpicks glittered in the scarf. Her blonde hair fell around her like gold straw. His fingers went through her hair, searching for ay gems or further tricks.
Next he tore her tunic from body. The flimsy cloth was perfect for blending into the dark but it was little defense against Nash’s hand. Firm breasts jiggled as he tore the tunic from her body. A crouching lioness tattoo lurked over her right breast and a screeching hawk tattoo guarded her left breast. A winding snake tattoo wrapped around her belly down to her furry blonde sex.
Chakra kneed him in the groin. Nash grunted with pain and then picked her body up and threw it against the abandoned store counter. Her body folded against the counter, her legs kicking helplessly off the side. Chakra gasped as the wind was knocked out of her.
He grabbed her by the hair and kicked her legs apart. He reached down and pulled his cock from his loincloth. The dragon tattoo on her ass clenched as he pressed his cock against her sex.
“Sweet All-Mother!” chakra cried out as he filled her sex with his cock. “You are bigger than I remember! How long has it been?”
He pulled her hair harder to make her back arch. “Last spring, you had stolen the Pearl Crown.”
“That is right,” Chakra said. “You captured me in the stables. Oh fuck!”
Nash grunted in agreement. He was smashing his cock into her sex with the fury he usually reserved for combat. Hard, savage fierce thrusts that would make normal women cry with grief only made Chakra cry with joy. It was one of the reasons he kept stopping her thefts.
He knew it was also the only reason she let him catch her.
Nash pulled out of her. “You didn’t hide the ruby there, this time,” he said.
Chakra laughed. “Are you sure you do not want to check there again?”
Nash was about to answer when she kicked him in the chest. He stumbled back as she leapt to her feet and then onto him. His hands grabbed her wrists just as she was about to plunge her fingernails into his eyes. Her limber legs wrapped around his chest and squeezed. Nash could feel his ribs and lungs strain from the pressure.
Chakra might let him catch her, but she never made it easy.
He let go of her hand and grabbed her throat. He applied way too much pressure and she forgot about clawing his eyes. Her legs unclenched from his waist. Chakra smiled as he squeezed the air from her throat.
Nash found that the more civilized the woman was, the stranger their love-making.
He let go of her throat and Chakra fell to the ground. While she was still gasping for air, Nash grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. His cock went into her mouth, choking her in a different manner.
Chakra groaned as he fucked her mouth. He pushed her head this way and that. He was making sure to check both of her cheeks with his cock. Once she hid a magic coin underneath her tongue and he had nearly missed it.
There was no way she could hide anything in her mouth this time. Nash rammed his cock deep down her throat with a fierceness that barely allowed breathing much less clever concealment. Chakra squirmed but there was no escape until he had invaded every inch of her mouth.
Eventually he released her. Chakra fell back on the ground and wiped the spit from her lips. Her black boots scraped against the floor as she tried to move. He thought about taking her boots off, but decided against it. The boots were so skintight, nothing can be hidden there.
Which left just one last place.
Chakra laughed as she saw the look on his eye. She tried to scramble away but Nash was already on top of her. Their bodies rubbed against each other; his hard muscular body on top of her soft limber form. They grunted as they wrestled. Each of them pushing and grabbing each other’s body as they sound an advantage. Bites and scratches were exchanged as they tried to shock the other out of a good hold.
In the end, Nash was able to pin her down. He held her head down as he put his cock against her ass. Chakra screamed like a wildcat as inch after inch of his cock went into her tight bottom.
He hit bottom far too early. He pulled out and slipped a finger into her ass. A moment’s search, and out came the Ruby of the Sun. Despite the inglorious location in which it had been hidden, it still sparkled with a divine radiance.
“It is a great treasure,” Nash said. “I can see why you would want it.”
Chakra laughed with her face still pinned to the floor. “That is not what I came to steal.”
Nash put the Ruby of the Sun aside. “I know.”
He put his cock back into her ass. Chakra purred as he truly filled her this time. All of his cock disappeared into her ass as he nailed her to ground.
They fucked like the great heroes that they were. He attacked her ass with his cock. She took all of him with her acrobatic body. Their exertions were legendary as they sought to outdo each other. Their sweat mixed together on the dirty floor.
When they climaxed, even the Gods took notice.
When it was over, Nash collapsed on top of Chakra. His fingernails traced the shape of a bat tattoo on her shoulder. She bit a new scar he had on chest.
“Come with me,” Chakra whispered. “We could rob the treasures of the world. You and your muscle, and me with my guile.”
“Come with me,” Nash said. “We could defeat the monsters of the world. You and your cunning and me with my might.”
Neither answered. They kissed until the lantern oil burned out.
In the morning, Chakra was gone. So were her tunic, her daggers, her lantern and of course those amazing boots. The Ruby of the Sun she left behind.
Nash sighed. His heart had been stolen once more.