trapped above her head when she felt a warm mouth settle
over her high breast.
Svana gasped as his tongue laved her bud. Vakr’s hands
pulled her closer. His fingers pressed into her side drawing her near and he
suckled deeper. Svana managed to drag the material over her head and free her
hands. She tossed the dress over the side of the bed and pushed at Vakr. His
hand settled into her long hair and he released her breast only to settle his
lips onto her own. Svana groaned as she felt her mouth conquered. She could
hardly breathe. Vakr’s tongue was velvety smooth against hers. His taste was
sweet. Soon enough she was under him with the furs piled onto them. When Vakr
stopped his assault to her mouth, both were panting.
“Vakr?”
Vakr’s cock was once again pushed against her belly. He was
hard. His breathing was ragged. Though he lay half over the top of her, she
wasn’t crushed by his weight. Her head turned and pressed into his throat.
Calloused hands stroked her from neck to thigh. His hand cupped her bottom and
pulled her even closer. His big body was so hot. Powerful fingers massaged her
everywhere. His hot tongue licked and laved over her neck and shoulders until
Svana was writhing.
“Are you warm?” Vakr asked, his deep voice sounded like an
oasis.
Warm? Holy shit, I’m
on fire.
“Yes,” the word was dragged from her.
“Good. Sleep well, sweetling. I look forward to your
breakfast tomorrow. I still hunger.”
“So do I,” she muttered, only food was the last thing from
her mind.
How could he make her feel the way she did right now when
she barely knew him? Every inch of her body was remembering his touch. His
hands still lingered over her in sweet caresses. He wasn’t demanding or even
coaxing, just soothing and warming. Whether he was insane or not, the man was
so hot she wanted him. How dare he arouse her and leave her wet and panting? An
idea occurred to her.
Svana ran her hands up and down Vakr’s body. Her mouth
latched onto one of his nipples and she sucked it with leisure. Her tongue ran
circles around the bud. Vakr groaned. She pressed her body tightly to him.
Small movements made his hard length stroke up and down against her belly.
Svana kissed a trail of sweet kisses meant to torment as he had, up to his jaw
line. He tasted so good, she couldn’t get enough of him. Svana’s hand stroked
his well formed behind. He was rock-solid. Her fingers kneaded his skin.
“Vakr?” she whispered.
“Uh?” he grunted.
“Are you warm?”
Svana squealed when suddenly she found herself under him.
“Warm? By the Gods, woman, I’m on fire.”
Chapter 2
“I will ask you only once more,” Vakr said, his voice thick
with desire. “Are you a virgin?”
“No.”
“Good.”
Svana gasped when his long hard length pushed its way inside
her. Inch by inch, he made his way deeper and higher without stopping. Svana
lifted her legs to wrap around his solid middle. Her insides stretched to
accommodate him. He was huge. By this point, she didn’t care; she needed all of
him. When he was finally buried to the hilt, Svana gripped him tightly around
the back with her long slender arms. Her breasts flattened against his chest.
His skin was so warm. The furs beneath her embraced her body in a luxury she
had never felt.
“I could stay this way forever,” she whispered.
“You feel like Valhalla would, I’m certain.”
“You must tell me of this Valhalla sometime.”
“Why don’t I show you instead?”
She made a small protest when he pulled himself from her.
Before he pulled himself free, he plunged again. Svana groaned. Never before
had her insides felt so slick and wet. Vakr was so hot. As he began to move
faster Svana’s behind rode the furs beneath her. It was an odd sensation and
for just a moment she imagined herself being taken by a huge bear. The idea was
startling. She had never had fantasies like that before. Nevertheless as the
man and fur