Awele rushed down the path. She couldn't get over the fact that she thinks someone is looking at her. Her heart thumped in her chest and she heaved a huge sigh of relief at seeing their hut at the end of the slope.
Mother! She thought. Oh my God. Mother would have been back from the market by now! And i have never stayed this late by myself before.
The stern face of her mother flashed in her minds eye and she braced herself for rebuke. Mama will kill me tonight, she thought. She hastened faster and then, another wave of delicious agony ripped through her.
"Aaaaaarrrhhhh" she screamed in pain and she doubled over. The pot fell from her head and broke into pieces. The pain eased a bit and she felt as if she's being watched again.
I can't take any chances anymore.. After all, the pot is broken. She broke out into a run and ran like the hounds of demons were chasing her.
She entered the fence and a huge wave of relief filled her. Thank the goddess. She quickly entered the hut and prepared her mind for her mother's word lash.
The dark hut was unnaturally still; as opposed to the palm oil latern called "fitila" that was usually on by this time of the day by her mum.
"Iya awele" she called and by some perk- she could see clearly in the dark and her mum couldn't. She made her way to it and lighted it. The room was bathed in a warm yellow glow and her mum wasn't in it.
It was then she noticed the unnatural stillness in the house. She rushed out of the room into the compound.. she screamed up and down for her mom, but she was not there.
It wasn't long before she realized that her mom is not in the hut. Nor anywhere inside the compound. Worry engulfed her. What to do now?! It's late already and the nearest house is a few miles away.
"This has never happened before! The market should be over by now! What is keeping mama? She wondered. She felt something began to drip down her thighs and she touched it.
It was warm and wet and slowly seeping from her private part. What's happening? Her skin began to crawl and felt very very sensitive.. the cold night air sent shivers up her spine..
She decided to rush inside, lest she fall outside. She sat on the floor; thoughts of her mother forgotten for now. She slipped her hand up her thighs and touched the place seeping the liquid.
A frisson on pleasure went through her and she shivered. Suddenly, her stomach cramped again and she almost doubled over from the pain.
Pain hit her square and fair! What was wrong with her? The pain shot spikes of red-hot agony twisting through her body and she collapsed with a cry to the mud floor; her hand resting on her pussy.
****
"Is she awake yet?"
"I think she's coming to already."
“She will not survive the mating if she does not eat.”
“She is in no shape to fuck, Sola,” another voice snapped. “She knows nothing about who she is and has had no one to teach her on what to expect”
“That is unfortunate, but the fact remains…her body knows what it needs. Her temperature is elevated, her skin is beaded with sweat, and her tits are enlarged. She needs to fuck. And she needs it now!" Digun said.
"I hate it when you make more sense.. Her mother told her nothing apparently. By the way, where is the woman?"
"You focus on inconsequential things. Let us do what we have to do without wasting so much time. You know the consequences if we delay. They are coming soon! We need to act fast!
Awele tried to regain consciousness and opened her eyes blearily to find two very large men standing over her.
They wore a dark cloth wrapped around their torso and seemed almost indistinguishable from one another.
Their muscles bulged in the honey coloured glow of the room and she took in a sharp breath.
Their heads were shaved clean and they looked impossibly gorgeous and their beautifully tilted dark eyes stared into her soul.
Oh, and she was lying on her bed of bamboo, naked!
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