Page 101 of Vicious Vows

“Look at me now.”

I do, and that’s all it takes before we’re reaching for each other. His kiss is brutal, but I revel in it until he pulls back, looking down at me.

“Are you wet right now, baby girl?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Want to know something else about this stump of wood?” He spins me, so I’m facing it. “My forefathers also used to fuck their women over this. Swore that the blood-soaked wood made their brides fertile. Shall I bend you over it now?”

I’m nodding before he’s finished speaking. He undoes my pants, shoving them down my legs. I groan as he pushes me over the stump. It’s still wet with Kai’s blood, and it soaks into my shirt. Odin moves behind me, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock. Gripping my hips, his thrusts are brutal as he rocks in and out of me. My nails dig into the wood, but I’m loving every second of this.

“Fuck, you take my cock so well, baby girl.”

I moan, “Harder.”

His thrusts become unrestrained, and it feels so fucking good.

“Yes, Daddy! Like that! Put a baby in me!”

Oh my god. I can’t believe I just said that! Before I can overthink it, he groans, coming inside of me in hot waves that go on and on until he pulls an orgasm out of me.

I exhale as he pulls out, not sure what to expect. He helps me to my feet and pulls me in for a long kiss.

“You amaze me, Anna.”

My cheeks burn with heat. “I do?”

“You do.” He looks me over. “We should get you cleaned up before we go home.”

I nod and follow him through the warehouse to a small bathroom. I laugh when I see my reflection in the mirror.

“Oh jeez. I look like I’ve just survived a horror film.”

My shirt is stained with blood. It’s even soaked through to my bra, which is going to be problematic since I can’t go without one. I look freshly fucked with bright eyes and heat to my cheek. Odin brushes my hair over my shoulder, kissing the side of my neck.

“I think you look beautiful.”

I spin, kissing him. “Thank you.”

“Just telling you the truth.”

I smile. “Just not something I hear a lot. Usually, it’s only things that I’ve done wrong.”

Something flickers in his dark gaze.

“Wash up. I’ll find a shirt for you to wear home.”

Nodding, I watch him retreat, trying not to feel like I’ve done something wrong. Was it what I said before? About the baby? I look down at the sink, unable to stare at my reflection. Fuck.

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Odin

My fucking heart is pounding as I leave Anna in the bathroom. Holy fuck. I haven’t come that hard in a long time. The part that has me fucked up is what she said right before I came.Put a baby in me.The thought of doing that should repel me, not make me blow my load like a fucking teenager.

Heimdall is waiting in the small office I keep here, arms crossed.

“Did you really just fuck that girl on our family’s heirloom?”

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