Authors: Constantine De Bohon
Valhalla Wolf [Viking Warriors Book 2]
by Constantine De Bohon
curious interest. Her breathing grew rapid. No one had ever touched her like this. He again fondled her. He squeezed and rolled her nipples between his finger and thumb. She couldn't stop the whimper that escaped past her lips. Again he was talking to her in a strange tongue. His deep voice was nonthreatening and she wondered again at his change in attitude. Was it because she had thrown down her sword and surrendered? Was that part of the playacting, her submission?
Trisha had always told her she was a control freak and needed to just once let down her guard. Vicki had argued back that no one was impressive enough to do that with.
But
this man is.
The thought made her swallow hard.
"Please talk to me," she begged.
His lips were at her ear and she could hear what sounded like individual words rolling off his tongue. It took her a few moments before she realized she recognized some of his language.
Her great-grandmother had taught her a few foreign words from long ago. He was speaking Old Norse. Her eyes widened in stunned surprise. He must be an actor. Trisha knew of her heritage and the stories she had been told. Trisha knew all of her secrets—even the naughty ones. They shared everything with each other. No doubt all of this was meant for her—her surprise. Trisha was giving her a chance to play out her fantasy. That must be why the language change. It was the only thing that made sense.
Vicki caught a few of the words he was saying. Beautiful.
Sweet. Hot. He called her his little Valkyrie. From his gentle tone she realized he did in fact no longer want to flay her 23
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alive—but to screw her! She pushed at his large hands with her uncertainty.
"Now wait a minute," she demanded.
He put his hands back on her and continued his discoveries. Vicki yelped when his fingers dipped below the water and spread her thighs. She struggled, but he held her still. She gasped when a huge finger reached its way up inside her. He grunted and his eyes widened and he looked at her with some surprise. She was a virgin and she could tell he knew. Her face flamed with warmth and she knew she was blushing. Hadn't Trisha told him? From his amazed look she doubted it.
Vicki had seen nude men before. One time she had come close to allowing another to make love to her. But when his clothes came off, he had seemed so utterly unimpressive Vicki changed her mind. Again it was impossible to want a man who just never measured up to the mental image in her mind of her hero phantom lover. In her heart, she had always known only a massive Viking warrior would do. She held her breath wondering if Wolf would stop. She was wondering if she wanted him to stop.
Her hand settled over his wrist, again undecided. It became apparent immediately he was undeterred. He kept moving his finger deeper, very carefully and coaxingly. He spoke to her as one would a skittish filly. His hand stroked her cheek in a loving gesture. She stared into his eyes and she felt frozen to the spot. Dark brown pools of liquid desire gazed back. She released his wrist and splayed her hands against his chest. His look was gentle, yet commanding. His 24
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hot breath caressed the words he soothed over her face and she felt strangely quieted. He pinned her back against the pool wall with gentle force. For the most part the side of the pool was smooth. She was literally trapped between a rock and a hard place. She groaned as another finger slipped inside her to explore with exquisite caution. His thumb stroked back and forth over her nub.
Vicki's mouth opened wide to expel little puffs of air. When his mouth covered hers she moaned. His tongue invaded her; his hand gripped the back of her neck. She could barely breathe. Their tongues rolled and danced together. He felt so warm and soft. Her shy whimpers were answered with his encouraging groans and animalistic grunts. Oddly enough this was a language she felt she should know. Her hips began to move of their own accord against his invading fingers and she allowed his hand to stay where it was.
His fingers stopped exploring and he reached up to grip one of her hands. He pulled it low in the water and her fingers were suddenly tracing the outline of his huge cock. He closed her hand around him and she tested its thickness. She shivered and he pulled her closer. That massive thing was about to be inside her, she just knew it. She gripped him harder, feeling a bit overwhelmed at his size, then ran her hand down the long hardened length of him. His penis seemed to go on forever. He was magnificent.
This is what a Viking warrior would feel like.
Her thighs felt like jelly. He nipped and licked at her cheek, her jaw and her neck, until she was panting harder. His face was then only inches from her own. She swallowed hard. He 25
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was so gorgeous. Shallow puffs of his heated breath bathed her face. The intense look he wore was unnerving. There was a question in his eyes. His fingers still slid carefully, coaxingly inside her. Her hips continued to rock against them. No, she wasn't going anywhere.
Admittedly, the fight, the fear and now this were arousing her. She moaned and a blush crept up her neck and cheeks from her building desire. She heard a low chuckle in his voice.
He sounded so sexy. She felt an ache inside, and he was so handsome when he was being sweet and wasn't scaring the crap out of her. When he moved forward she felt his cock push against her opening. She wasn't certain what to expect, but he was so intoxicating. Her legs spread wider, wanting him. Her fantasy man had become a reality and damned if she was going to miss out on what was probably her only opportunity at coming close to her dreams. His penis pushed up inside her, probing. He kissed her forehead, whispered calming words, gripped her tightly to him and then he thrust deep within her.
Vicki screamed and then gasped for air. He was as huge as he felt! Her insides closed around him and her vaginal walls tightened. He held her still in his powerful arms; he removed himself, almost completely, and thrust again. She screamed for a second time.
Oh God
.
He thrust slowly again and again until his cock glided its way into her heat. When her insides stopped resisting him he moved faster and harder. His powerful movements lifted her off her feet. She moaned and puffed harried amounts of air.
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Her head slumped forwards onto his rock-hard chest. Her fingers dug into his back and shoulders. Soon the pain was a dull ache that began to build into something more. He pulled her away from the wall and she cried out when his finger slid into her ass. She groaned as both his cock and finger pumped within her pussy and behind.
She cried out again and then once more until his mouth covered hers. He silenced her whimpers. And when she felt the feeling inside her climax she knew when she came. She had read about it, but actually experiencing an orgasm was amazing and nothing she could describe. He then tossed his head back and roared as he had in the clearing, making her shake and she knew he had come as well. His large hands stroked her back and behind and when he tilted her head to look at him he was grinning. She smiled shyly back up at him.
He said something she didn't understand and she shook her head in confusion. His cock slipped from within her and he pulled his massive form out of the water and told her with hand motions to stay.
When he returned seconds later he jumped back into the pool making the water slosh up over the sides holding the flask she had wanted. He tipped it up to her lips and she downed a few huge gulps thirstily, feeling beyond parched. It was fermented and she could already feel the effects by the time the contents hit her belly. She never ate lunch and had forgone with dinner, knowing there would be a ton of snacks at the party to indulge in. What did it matter anyway? He had already taken her virginity, there wasn't much left he could do, right?
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"Wolf?" she asked.
He said something like Ulfr and she wondered if she were pronouncing his name wrong. Each time she tried it came out sounding like wolf until he just shrugged and laughed. The pronunciation was too difficult for her, but she realized his name was in fact Ulfr. She smiled a bit shyly when he said her name. It rolled off his tongue with an accent in the most beautiful of ways.
Ulfr lifted her chin in his hand and gave her more to drink.
She wasn't certain she wanted more but he said something, as though it were important. She guzzled more, then shook her head no when he offered her another drink. He nodded and turned her in his arms. His hands felt so good on her back and shoulders. He worked the kinks away with strong soothing fingers. He kissed at her neck, his tongue trailed its way down her flesh and it felt so wonderful and inviting. She felt her eagerness grow.
With her eyes half-closed she watched as his fingers dipped into another hide pouch. When he removed them, a type of whitish jelly substance covered them and she guessed it to be a type of lubricant. She chuckled, thinking it was a bit late for that, but she was tender and it might be for the best if he wanted her again so soon. He spread her legs farther apart and she felt him fumbling behind her. No doubt he was laving gel on his huge cock. She felt her insides heat up when he pressed against her, her thighs quivered. His hand rubbed at her bottom. He asked something that sounded like a question and she nodded. Yes she did want him again; she couldn't wait to feel him thrust up inside her. Her first time 28
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had been fantastic; she bet the second time would be even better.
His hand slid over her mouth, covering it, and she felt her heart quicken in naughty anticipation. She felt wicked, thinking this was something she had dreamed of, fantasized about. Being forcefully screwed by some hot massive warrior-type guy in the middle of nowhere, where no one could hear her if she screamed—she would hate to be interrupted. She wiggled her ass at him in delight, wanting him. She felt herself begin to come with just the thought of him inside her.
His huge arm slid around her waist locking her in place. He said soothing coaxing words that made her decide she was where she was supposed to be.
It was so erotic to be taken like this. He spent time persuading her body. His experienced touch soon had her panting with desire. She pushed herself back into him in eager anticipation. His delicious cock was long and hard again. He kissed her shoulders and his arm and hand tightened on her waist and mouth; she melted into him, ready and hot. The full effects of the booze had worked its magic and she felt so horny. His cock, slick with gel, pushed and slid against her ass. She shifted a bit to give him better access to her pussy, thinking to aid him. His hand tightened further on her mouth and around her waist and she was locked in place. A
s if she wanted to be
anywhere else at this
moment.
She leaned back into him. Then in one swift stroke, Vicki felt his foot-long cock plunge halfway up her ass.
She gasped in surprise, her muffled groan came out puffing her cheeks. She had never expected this. He removed 29
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his cock and thrust again, more of his thick length found its way inside. She screamed, unable to help it. Her eyes were wide, wild, and it was hard to gasp in air through his hand.
He bucked and thrust against her harder obviously intending to make every inch fit. She tensed and cried out, fighting him, but it was useless. She moaned and whimpered and sobbed, until she relaxed against him. She knew she had given him all the indications she wanted him again. She realized his question had been this and she had nodded in agreement.
Her body grazed against the stone, and she was grateful for the arm around her waist, protecting her from the rocks. Her breasts swung back and forth with the force of his eagerness.
Throughout most of her entire life Vicki had felt big. At this moment she felt dainty and vulnerable. She shivered with the feeling. The man behind her was rough but not being cruel or vicious. He was a powerful man; of course he would feel commanding. Maybe what she thought was forceful was just sheer strength. She slumped in his arms; she conceded and gave him complete control. Before long she grew used to the sensation as he slid in and out; the more she relaxed beneath him, the better it felt. He pounded within her harder for a few minutes before gentling his great thrusts. She closed her eyes and concentrated on what he was doing. It was so odd to be placed into a position of complete surrender. Yet she wasn't afraid, she felt protected—how odd. And she never realized it would feel so good.
He removed his hand from her mouth and she gasped in great gulps of air. He let loose her wrists. He slipped his cock from her ass, and she felt a surge of disappointment, he 30
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fumbled for a second, wiping himself off in the water, and then carefully pushed himself into her pussy.
His large hands gripped her tits, squeezing. Her own hands covered his and she bid him rub her gently. She didn't mind his brutal strength with his cock but not with her tender breasts. He immediately gentled his touch to what she wanted. She was handled with both strength and tenderness.
It was more intoxicating than the booze. She groaned and shuddered when he again howled his release.
Vicki was glad she had started birth control pills the month earlier. She had been hoping to meet some guy at Trisha's party who would be cute enough to fool around with. She had been tired of being a virgin. This guy was well worth the wait.