Page 68 of Shared By the Vikings

She squeezed her eyes closed, moisture seeping from them.

And then he released her.

Quickly she sat, catching his cock in her palm. She pulled in air and again swallowed. She was breathing fast.

“Are you...?” He held her chin and leaned so their faces were close. He was breathing hard. “Are you sure you’ve never done that before? To Raud?”

“No, never.” She smiled. “I did it right?”

“You did it right,ja, and soon I will return the favor, give you pleasure withmymouth.”

“But not tonight,” Erik said. “For there is much to do morrow and Ingrid has already learned a lot today.”

“Like how to lie with a man.” Gunnvar licked his lips, then tugged on the bottom one with his teeth as he grinned. “How about showing me what you learned, little wolf. It will not take long for my cock to be hard again.”

“No.” Erik was behind her, hands on her shoulders. “There will be time for that. Now we need sleep. We are at the mercy of the weather and the tide and we must make passage home before the season changes.”

“Plenty of time for that and—”

Gunnvar stopped short as Erik gripped Ingrid beneath her arms and hoisted her to her feet. “No more mead, sleep for you now.” He wrapped his arm around her waist.

She leaned against him, the drink and the excitement of what she’d just done making her giddy.

“You won’t argue with me,” he said, crooking his finger beneath her chin. “Will you?”

“No.” She shook her head. “I’m tired. I need sleep.”

Erik walked with her to his shelter then kept watch while she settled down, pulling up the fur and facing away from the beach.

“I will join you soon,” he said.

She nodded and closed her eyes. The day had been eventful and exhausting. She was happy to do as Erik had insisted and rest. As she listened to Tali regaling a familiar story of Thor and his son, sleep enveloped her.

* * *

When she woke the birdswere singing and she was hot beneath the fur. The temperate climate of these shores pleased her and she was sure crops would grow well.

Turning, she realized she was in Erik’s embrace once more with her cheek squashed up against his bare chest. She flung her leg over his and snuggled closer.

He grunted and clasped her hand.

“Erik,” she said, kissing his nipple. “The day has dawned and the tide will be going out.”

He murmured something she didn’t catch.

“Hey, sleepy.” She hoisted onto her elbows and looked down at his face. “We need to get to the boatshed.”

He opened one eye, then the other. A long, low sigh rumbled from his chest.

She smiled. “You wish you were at home? So you could sleep all day.”

“I don’t sleep all day at home.” He cleared his throat. “But if you were there I’d stay in bed all day... with you.” He ran his hand down her back to her ass then delivered a fast hard swat.

“Ouch!” She jumped. “What was that for?”

“For being a temptress, for making me wish for what I cannot have.”

“You can have me in your bed at home, but first we must fix the boat you found and sail there.” She slid over him, then crawled from the shelter, her ass smarting. “Come on.”

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