Page 27 of Her World In His Hands

“Shh, I understand that. There is no need to go over the past. All that matters is here and now… a future for us.”

“Yes,” she agreed softly.

“I think we should leave any decisions about becoming mortal until we have spent time together as a family. It is too big a step to take in a hurry.”

“I agree with you.” She nodded.

“Soon I want to take you to your club as my submissive. You can go masked so no one will recognize you, but I want your submission, Sassa.”

She frowned. “I won’t give up, S.H.E. if that’s what you’re asking. Iona and I have worked damned hard to build that company—”

“I wouldn’t dream of asking you to do such a thing! I don’t want to change anything about you…I love the strong woman you’ve become! All I ask is for your submission in my bed and at the club.”

She relaxed. “Yes, you can have that. We can visit the club when it’s closed, there is no need for masks.”

“Ah, but I want you to show me you will obey me as your dominant, even though the thought of being on public display may be abhorrent to you. It’s one of my tasks as your Dom to push you sexually.” He tapped her nose.

She chewed her bottom lip. The thought of being seen in public at the club was an unexpectedly exciting thought.

“Skadi fought me on everything, from where we lived to what we ate. It was exhausting. I just want you to relax and put your trust in me,” he explained.

Having met Skadi, Sassa could well understand that. The jealousy she’d harboured towards the giantess these many years suddenly evaporated. It was clear to see Njord and she had been thoroughly ill matched. Witnessing Njord’s concern for herself, as opposed to Skadi, had been a balm to her soul; and the conversation with Odin had finally convinced her of Njord’s devotion and freed the chains she’d locked around her heart.

“I wholeheartedly offer you my trust and submission. I’ll come to the club and play any time you choose,” she told him.

Pressing her pelvis against him, she deliberately trapped his hardened length between them.

“You seem to be in need of some tender loving care, sir,” she purred with a wriggle.

He growled and threaded his fingers deep against her scalp, grasping a skein of hair he tugged her head back, his narrowed eyes glittered.

“Well since you’ve offered,” he growled, “I want you naked, and on your knees at my feet.”

Her breath caught in her throat. She didn’t need to think, but shed her clothes rapidly and lowered herself to the floor.

His hand moved to his belt and released the buckle.

Hesitantly she reached for his zipper. Taking his rumbling grunt as approval she opened his trousers and placed her hand on his steely erection. Another rasping groan gave her a sense of power as she moved her hand over the velvety skin of his enormous erection. She licked her lips.

His hand stole back into her hair and tugged her head forward. A rush of liquid desire dampened her panties. She squeezed her thighs together, rocking to ease the ache in her dampened cleft.

“None of that now, this is all about my pleasure, wench.”

“Arrogant god,” she muttered, without malice.

His answer was to roll his hips towards her.

She opened her mouth and took his girth into her mouth.How could a man taste so good?Perhaps because he’s not a man, but a god?

Wrapping her tongue around the wide oval head she dipped the tip into the tiny slit on the top. Another sexy rumble encouraged her to explore more thoroughly, licking the underside of his jerking cock. It jumped again and he let out another guttural sound. Drawing him deeper into her mouth, her cheeks hollowed as she created suction, then released as she began to tongue the head once more.

Impatient with her games, Njord clasped her hair and held her head firmly in place while plunging his cock deep inside her mouth, setting the pace to fuck her throat. His dominance, coupled with the deep grunts of satisfaction he made, gave her deep fulfilment. It felt so good to please him. It dawned on her that she enjoyed being submissive to Njord, especially now that her anger at what she had construed as a betrayal had been finally laid to rest.

Seeing the ease with which father and daughter had conversed earlier was a salve to her heart. Often over the years she’d imagined the meeting between Njord and Iona, and she couldn’t have wished for a better outcome. Witnessing the easy smiles showed her there were no tensions between father and daughter.

Now all was resolved between them she found herself wanting to submit to him but decided she wouldn’t make it easy for him, after all, no man respected a door mat,and thatshe would never become.

The control he maintained while he fucked her mouth excited her, even though his girth put uncomfortable pressure on her attempts breathe. Without his rapid thrust and withdrawal method which did allow her to take a breath, she might have panicked, but it seemed Njord knew what he was about. Sassa relaxed her throat, allowing him to use her as he wished.

---