Page 27 of Astrid at Sea

“That’s what I was also thinking,” I murmured lowly. “I think something very fishy is going on here.”

“How so?”

“I think someone is sneaking around behind our backs,” I said. “I’m not sure what they’re hiding or what their motives are, but something very fishy is going on here. Something tells me that if we ask the crew about it tomorrow, no one will own up to it.”

“I have the same feeling,” he sighed.

“Do you suspect anyone?” I asked.

Viktor shook his head. “No. I trust these men with my life—all of them. I don’t understand what they could suddenly be hiding from me.” His eyebrows furrowed together in worry. “Why? Do you suspect anyone?”

“No. They all seem very trustworthy, and I don’t understand why they would need to lie about something as small as this.”

“Me neither,” he pursed his lips. “I think we should keep this to ourselves for a while…at least until we have more to go off. I doubt anyone would own up to it anyway.”

I hummed in agreement.

Viktor and I lay on our backs, staring at the wooden ceiling as The Serpent gently bobbed up and down on the water. Neither of us knew what to say or make of the peculiar situation.

“Why would one of my men do this, Astrid?” Viktor asked in a small voice, sounding torn up.

“I don’t know, but we’ll get to the bottom of this.”

Seeing my husband in such low spirits saddened me, especially since his usual mood was the stark opposite of his current one. Even though it wasn’t a permanent solution, I knew it would undoubtedly be effective.

Leaning over, I pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth before abruptly pulling away.

“Where are you going, my siren?” His eyebrows furrowed together as he propped himself on his elbows to watch me. The confusion swiftly disappeared when I beckoned him closer with a wanton finger and my best bedroom eyes.

I wasted no time in throwing the blanket off both of us. As I hadn’t bothered to get dressed when Viktor had slipped out of the room earlier, I was still naked, which worked in my favour now. I sucked on my index and middle finger before trailing them down my body and between my legs. I spread my legs and slipped them into my wet heat, which still glistened with the juices from my last orgasm.

“Viktor,” I moaned out his name as I slipped my fingers inside my pussy, right up to the knuckle. “Please, Viktor. I need you.”

Not one to disappoint, Viktor mounted me before I saw it coming, and he sucked the juices off my fingers as he rocked into me, desperately chasing the highs of the orgasm which had slipped away from him earlier.

With Viktor’s cock back inside me, his thumb furiously flicking my slick clit, and his mouth sucking greedily on my nipples, all thoughts of the mystery person that had walked into our room earlier vanished from my mind.

Right now, all I could focus on was my husband.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Viktor and I agreed not to say anything to anyone until we figured out what was happening around here, but I couldn’t stop watching everyone. I was looking for something,anythingsuspicious, but I had found nothing so far.

Roscoe and Manny, who were my company today while we mopped the second deck, must have figured out what I was doing because they started looking at me funny.

“Why do you keep staring at us?” Roscoe asked, watching me with suspicious, narrowed eyes.

I shrugged dismissively. “No reason.”

“I know you’re keeping something for us, so spill.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I denied, keeping up the innocent act. Hoping he would drop the questioning, I dipped my mop in the clean water and moved onto the steps leading to the third and bottom deck.

“You’ve been watching us,” Manny piped up, surprising me.

Out of all the crew, Manny was the most reserved. He was helpful and great to have around but didn’t speak much. A few days in, I realised that he enjoyed his own company. He didn’t do well in large crowds but appeared to be warming up to us.

“And you must have been watching me to know that I’ve been watching you,” I countered, quirking a questioning brow at him.