Page 79 of Shared By the Vikings

Gunnvar moved next to her, his hands trailed her body, and then the next thing she knew he’d rolled her onto her stomach.

“Oh,” she said, her cheek rubbing on the soft fur. “What are you—?”

“Like this.” He slipped his forearm beneath her belly and tugged her onto her hands and knees. “I want you from behind, you’ll enjoy it.”

She stared down at her fingers that were almost lost in the fibers of the fur, and was aware of a tremble traveling over her skin and down her spine. She’d seen couples in her home village mating this way; they were like animals, it was wild, and it had always sounded enjoyable.

Gunnvar’s cock was at her pussy. He gripped her hips and shunted in.

She cried out, even though his way was eased by her dampness.

He shouted too, naught words that she could catch.

He was so big, and from this angle he was stretching her in a slightly different way to how Erik and Tali had.

“So tight and hot,” he said, releasing her hip with his left hand and grasping for her left breast. He squeezed it as he withdrew then barged back in.

His thighs slapped up against hers and she threw back her head, enjoying the sensation now.

“You like that?” Erik asked.

“Ja,” she said. “Ja.Ja.Ja.” She’d said each word as Gunnvar thrust into her. He was going hard and fast. She imagined what she looked like to Erik and Tali. Much like the women she’d seen being mounted this way back at Ravndal. She liked that, her small tits swaying, her back arched, being claimed by a man who was dragging her onto his cock as he plunged in and out.

“Find it again,” Gunnvar ordered. He released her breast and clasped her left ass cheek. “Find pleasure again, with me.”

“Harder,” she gasped, hardly believing what was spilling from her own mouth. “Harder.”

He grunted and gave it to her. The sound of their slapping flesh filled the air.

She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

He released her ass then brought his hand down on it in a sharp spank. “Now, with me.”

She yelped as he did it again. The heat grew, but it was good heat that spread to her pussy.

“Pink her up,” Erik said.

Gunnvar began to rain slaps down on her left buttock.

She jerked and whimpered with each one. She loved it. She hated it. In this wild, ultra-sensitive state she didn’t know which.

But as the spanking continued along with the rutting she found herself climbing up to another release. His cock was rubbing deep inside her. She was so full, so hot, so desperate for everything he could give her and more.

“You look regal,” Erik said. “Like a true princess.”

“I’m... I’m... oh, for the love of Freya, please...” She flung her head back and shoved her butt in the air for more.

Gunnvar didn’t let up. The sharp hotness was building in her ass cheek.

“Now,” he said again.

“Ja. Ja.” She held her breath, allowed the release to climb upward, and then as he spanked her so fast there was barely a heartbeat between each smack, she spiraled into pleasure.

She pulsed and throbbed, wailed and writhed. Bliss filled every vein, every last sinew of her body. Each tendon and muscle contracted in a wonderful shiver of ecstasy.

He gripped both her hips again and drew her back harder onto his erection. With a loud, guttural bellow, his seed filled her.

Her release continued and combined with his.

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