Page 11 of Seduction

“Submission is a difficult lesson, I know, especially for one who is used to being in charge. As warriors, we learn to submit to the commands of our leaders, without question or delay. In a battle, the penalty for disobedience can be death.”

He spanked her again, three swats that came so fast and hard she could barely draw a breath. Selena gritted her teeth as a wave of blistering heat poured over her rear cheeks.

“My world can be a harsh, unforgiving place. You can freeze to death getting lost in a blizzard, starve inside your own house if you get snowed in without provisions. Snow leopards and wolves roam the dark woods. Viking men have a duty to keep our females safe, and we take that duty seriously. We require obedience from our women in all things. They learn never to disregard a rule, no matter how foolish they might think it to be. If they do, they are punished.”

He spanked her steadily, firm whacks first on one cheek then the other, talking all the while. The fire on her backside built to a blaze. His voice dimmed. Gripping the sheet with her fists, she struggled to stay on her elbows and knees when all she wanted to do was collapse over his lap in a flood of tears.

“You disobeyed a rule of your people, Doctor Selena Reston. You touched me. Without my permission. When you did, you awakened the fiery passion of a Viking warrior. You made my cock stiffen and grow. Throb with need. Made my balls swell and ache to spill their seed.”

He spanked her faster, building the pace as his tone grew more forceful. Selena choked back a sob. She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. Her whole being centered around the searing pain.

“And then you stopped.” He stopped, too. Stopped spanking her so abruptly, she gasped. Then his hands grabbed her hips, forced her body down, pressed it against his. His fingers dug into her burning bottom, drove the heat deep into her belly.

“This is what your disobedience created. My cock has been punished, too, just like your ass. You left it hot and hard and straining for sweet release. Feel it now.”

She cried out as he rubbed his rigid shaft against her mound. Burning pain dimmed, blocked by a stab of pure lust, stronger than anything she’d ever felt before. His cock pressed against her. Long and thick and so very hot. Igniting a raging fire inside her.

The Viking’s phallus was nothing like her puny mechanical probe. She cast aside everything she’d ever been taught, everything she’d believed to be true. Lost herself in the shocking thrill. He rocked her hips back and forth against his body, stroking her with his iron-hard cock from the tiny nub of nerve endings on her clitoris to the folds of her labia.

He must have felt the gush of wetness there the same moment she did. He let out a low growl. “Your pussy calls to me. Flows with slick juices, beckons me to bury myself deep in that sweet heat.”

He thrust his pelvis up, and the head of his penis grazed the outer lips of her vagina. “Are you aching to feel it slide ever so slowly inside you, Selena Reston? Do you hunger for my cock?”

She answered as though under a spell, her voice rough with need. “Yes. Please, yes.”

Chapter Six

Haldor looked down at the nearly naked woman in his lap grinding herself shamelessly against his cock. Forcing himself to ignore his own savage need, he put a bite in his voice to add a note of authority to the brazen demands he was about to make as he carried out the rest of his plan.

“You’ve taken your punishment. Now it’s time to pay your debt to me.”

He lifted her off his lap and stood her at the side of the bed with her garment bunched around her upper thighs. Selena stared at him, shocked, her eyes still glazed with lust.

“If you recall, I said when it came time to make amends, Gadolinian custom requires you to perform whatever action the injured party demands, no matter how difficult or even shameful and demeaning you may deem it to be. You do so without question or protest, to show that you surrender your own drengr and bow to the person you have wronged, restoring his or her lost honor in the process – and thereby your own. Did you agree to those terms?”

Her voice was barely a whisper. “Yes.”

Her body was trembling. For him, this wasn’t about breaking Selena down, but rather about taking her to a forbidden place to discover the sensual woman inside her. But she’d have to pull herself together or he’d never be able to get her past a lifetime of self-denial.

She has the drengr of a warrior. Perhaps she has the training of one as well, automatically following the orders of a superior officer. Testing the theory, he barked out a command.

“In the future, you will address me as my lord, as a sign of your submission to the terms of this sentence.”

She flinched then raised her chin and met his eyes squarely. “Yes, my lord.”

“In my world, the making of amends is a solemn ceremony. You are forbidden to speak again, until I give you permission. From this moment on, you will do whatever I tell you to do. No delay, no refusal.”

He waited a moment to let his words sink in.

“Take off that uniform.”

Her hands shook but she did as he asked without protest. Slipped off her shoes then drew the garment down over her thighs and let it drop to the floor. Clearly embarrassed, she stepped out of it and stood before him, hands at her sides, head bowed.

Spending her life under the dome had left her skin smooth and white, untouched by the sun. She had the firm body of a young woman, never softened by bearing a child. Full breasts, nipples dark and hard with arousal. Slim waist widening into curvy hips. Hips he’d dug his fingers into moments ago, as he stroked her wet folds with his cock, building his raging hunger.

Building her hunger as well. As he’d meant to do. This woman was a virgin. She’d never known the wild thrill of man and maid melding. Haldor had no intention of taking her fast and hard. He’d take his time, stoke her fire. Then show her all the pleasures she’d been denied. Selena had given him back his life. This night of ecstasy would be his gift to her. But to accomplish what he’d planned, she’d have to obey his every command.

She stood silently, stiff as a board, not meeting his eyes.

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