Page 57 of The Devil's Viking

Viking took off his suit jacket with a deep sign, rolled the sleeves of his dress shirt up and over his massive forearms. “I’ll be thrilled to get out of this monkey suit, man. It’s almost itchy on me, you know?”

“Maybe you should go upstairs and take it off,” Cole said with a straight face. “Maybe Iris can help with that.”

Viking started, stared at his MC brother. “Huh?”

“Youpromised!” Iris exclaimed. “No cheese bread for you, traitor!”

“It was worth it.” Cole grinned, clearly feeling zero shame. “So… you want a drink before you guys retire for what will surely be an eventful evening?”

“Nothing for me, thank you,” she said with as much icy dignity as she could summon. “Viking?”

“Pass. Thanks, man.”

Cole nodded affably, gave Iris a wink, and sauntered over to Vixen to take her drinks order.

“How did it go?” she asked, trying to sound semi-calm and not at all rattled by Cole. “At the bank?”

“Good. All done.”

“That’s great.”

“Baby?”

“Yes?”

“On your feet,” he said, pulling her up with one gentle tug.“I’m taking you upstairs to my room… and then I’mtakingyou.”

Her knees almost gave out beneath her, but she nodded. Without a word, they slipped away quietly, but Cole watched them go and he grinned to himself. Yeah, he enjoyed teasing and taunting the people that he cared about, but when it came right down to it, he was a sucker for all things to do with love.

Viking and Iris walked up the stairs holding hands, and when they reached his room, Viking didn’t even bother to turn on the light. He kicked the door closed behind them, picked Iris up without a word and kissed her.

She gasped in shock at his easy strength, then kicked off her canvas shoes and wrapped her legs around his waist, returning his kisses wildly. She had no hesitation or fear about this, despite the fact that she hadn’t ever really been satisfied by sex, even before the nightmare that was Gideon. With her exes, it had always been pleasant, she supposed, but certainly not mind-blowing in the way that she'd heard it was supposed to be, though that may well have been the influence of drugs. She was sure that if anyone was going to show her therealjoy of sex, it was this man.

He carried her through the whole room in four steps, never leaving her sweet lips; she gave a small scream when he threw her on the bed. He stood over her now, shedding his clothes at roughly the speed of light. When she reached for the bottom of her dress, he shook his head.

“No.” His voice was thick with desire. “Iundress you.”

Her hands fell away and she watched, breathless, as the last of his clothing hit the floor. There he was, his cock reaching for her, the faint light from the moon playing on the ripples of his muscles. She licked her lips, sure that no man had ever looked better than Viking did right this second.

He came to her now, flipped her over onto her stomach. Slowly, he lowered the zipper at the back of her dress. Her smooth skin was revealed one tantalizing inch at a time, and he mouthed hot kisses on her until she was wriggling with need. But still he made her wait, his control perfect. His tongue traced the curve of her spine, nuzzled her lower back, nipped her ass. When his hand slid under her body and stroked her pussy through plain white cotton, she lifted her hips off the bed, shameless in her wanting for him.

“Ah! Viking!”

“You're so delicious,” he murmured against her neck. “The whole time I was at the bank, being all serious and signing financial documents, I was dying to taste you again. It was all I could think of.”

He turned her over to face him, pulling the dress off her shoulders. He lowered the cups of her bra to expose her breasts and she moaned in anticipation. His hot breath was everywhere all of a sudden: her cheeks, her lips, her collarbone, her nipples. The man's mouth was nothing short of miraculous, and Iris seriously wondered if anything had ever felt so good.

Gently, Viking tugged her dress over her hips, down her legs and threw it on the chair. Her bra and panties soon followed and then she was naked under him, all welcoming and soft.

“You are so beautiful,” he said. “The most beautiful thing that I’ve ever seen.”

She blushed and lowered her eyes.

“Nuh-uh. No way you don't accept a compliment from me now.” He forced her chin up and held her eyes. “I'm about to be inside you for the first time... you need to believe what I'm telling you in this moment. You need to trust me.”

“I do," she whispered. "I trust you with my life. I trust you with everything.”

He took her in his strong arms and held her tight and close, just let their hearts beat at the same time. He kissed her forehead, ran his hands over her shoulders.

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