Page 16 of Astrid at Sea

My husband, always a man of his word, thrust in and out of me harder than before. My toes curled into the blanket, and I raised my legs to hook them around his hips, desperate to feel him closer.

“I’m going to come,” I moaned, far too gone in the moment to feel embarrassed about coming so soon.

But when my husband was thrusting into me, the squelching, wet sounds of our body meeting each time, and his mouthsucking hard on my nipples, playing with my body, how was a woman supposed to last?

And as if that wasn’t enough, Viktor held my eyes as he sucked on his thumb and slipped it between our bodies to rub my clit just as furiously as he was slamming into me.

“Come for me, my siren,” he groaned and moved up to press another kiss to my lips. However, this one was far dirtier as his tongue thrust in my mouth, stroking my own at the same rate that his hips were moving. “Come on,” he tempted me in a low, gravelly tone. “Come for me, my siren. Come on my cock.”

His dirty words pushed me over the edge, and my pussy walls clenched around his cock, desperate to keep him in there as I came down from the high.

“Clench around me like that again,” Viktor groaned, raking his teeth over my bottom lip as his thrusts turned gentle, drawing out my orgasm.

Like a good girl, I did as I was told and clenched tightly around his cock, moaning wantonly at the feel of him.

Viktor groaned and dropped himself lower, burying his face in the crook of my neck. He slipped his hands under my hips and pressed them into the small of my back, holding me in place as he savagely drove into me to chase his own release.

“Harder, Viktor!” I moaned in his ear, wrapping my arms tight around his shoulder. “I need you to–” I was cut off mid-sentence at a particularly hard thrust, my voice breaking off into a loud groan.

If I weren’t so lost in the moment, I would have been embarrassed about moaning so loud when members of the crew were right next door, but right now, I couldn’t think about anything but Viktor and the wonderful things his cock was doing to me.

With the way that Viktor was driving into me, it didn’t take long for me to come again. And with how sloppy and erratic his thrusts became, I knew he wasn’t far from coming as well.

There was a hungry look on Viktor’s face as he stared at the junction where we were joined. When he pulled out, leaving only the tip inside me, his cock was adorned with specks of blood from taking my virginity. It seemed to spur my husband on more, and when he pounded deep inside me, giving me all that he had to offer, my toes curled, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“Where do you want my cum, my siren?”

“Tits,” was all I could manage as I panted heavily, still coming down from the high of the second orgasm he had given me.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he groaned, but I didn’t miss the slight smirk that crept onto his lips as he thrust into me twice more before pulling out. He rose to his knees and pumped his cock over my chest. “Push them together for me.”

Wanting to please him, I pushed my breasts together and held out my tongue as far as I could. Viktor cursed, his eyebrows knitting together. He almost looked like he was in pain as he pumped his cock faster, desperate for his release.

Milky white cum shot out from the tip of his cock, spurting all over my boobs. There was even a blob that landed on my tongue, and when I made a show of closing my mouth and swallowing it, he groaned and pumped his cock faster, forcing out the last few drops of his cum.

“I’ve never come so hard in my life before,” Viktor groaned lowly as he rubbed his cock all over my breasts, rubbing in his essence. “You’re far too sexy for your own good, my siren.”

“You’re not too bad yourself, pirate,” I giggled and smiled widely when he rolled onto the bed to lay beside me.

Viktor slipped his arm under my head, pulled me into his side and pulled the blanket over us.

“I love you so much, Astrid,” he groaned, whispering the words in my ear.

“I love you, too,” I whispered back, turning my head to brush the tip of my nose against his, my eyes fluttering shut.

That night was the best sleep of my life.

I wokeup feeling like my heart would burst with love. It didn’t matter that there was a slight, uncomfortable ache between my legs or that my breasts were still a little sticky from his cum. All that mattered was that I loved Viktor, and he loved me back.Fiercely.

How had I been so lucky to have had this wonderful man fall in love with me? I certainly hadn’t done anything to deserve it.

Gazing at him from under my lashes, my eyes still heavy with sleep, I couldn’t resist touching him. My fingertips grazed his cheek and the lines on his face. He hadn’t shaved since we had set sail from Jorvik, and I wasn’t mad about it. Not when the shadow of a beard made me want him all that more.

The thought went straight to my pussy, and I crossed my legs to dim the feeling but had no luck.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Viktor whispered, his eyes still closed.

“Like what?” I asked, a small smile creeping onto my face.

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