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Hott had good-naturedly allowed Vicki to practice on him.

She wondered if he felt it would score him brownie points.

The huge blond man was good-natured and patient. Vicki's fear had lessened of him while in the clearing. She had even found herself able to smile a few times. True to Valerie's word when any man had ventured near Vicki, the 'good-natured'

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blond man turned rabid. Before long, Vicki had sensed the word had been spread in the village and no other man came near the small clearing. This reassurance helped Vicki to relax enough to really listen to Valerie's lesson.

It was now later in the afternoon and many women had gathered in a huge cabin. Vicki found it remarkable. Supplies hung from high rafters or were stored in rooms dug out well below ground level to keep baskets of fruit and vegetables cool. There were many hearths lit for light and warmth. There were a few adjacent rooms with thick solid doors. When Valerie had shown her through she had pointed out a room with a large bed. Vicki learned it was where women went to give birth. The idea made her cringe...no hospitals.

After so many introductions and so many sights to see within the cabin, the day seemed to race by. Vicki was happy to see some of her fantasy life before her. Huge hearths, giggling playing children. They looked well-fed and comfortable in their surroundings. She was happier to see women laughing and unafraid, interacting with the warriors.

Ulfr had been elusive until dinner. He strolled into the huge cabin with a plump deer slung over one shoulder and rabbits and fowl tied together over the other. A woman clapped her hands in delight and Vicki was amazed when the woman tossed the deer over her own shoulder and strode off with it like it was no more than a vacuum.

Ulfr looked around the room obviously searching for her.

He scowled when he spotted her and saw one of her attackers nearby. Vicki was surprised the young man had moved so close; she had seen Hott watching her. When the man had 76

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entered the cabin, Hott had narrowed his eyes, but didn't interfere when he ventured a little closer, then settled at a table. The man seemed content to keep his distance. Valerie explained it was a communal area, and all were welcome. She told Vicki to ignore him. It had been hard at first, but she had been so busy Vicki had forgotten all about him. Now as Ulfr strode angrily over, the man moved away.

Ulfr pulled her into his arms and crushed her to his chest.

He snapped a few words at Hott. His brother looked unconcerned and said something back. Vicki looked at Valerie in confusion wanting to know why Ulfr was so angry.

"Ulfr is pissed Hott let Volundr get so close to you," Valerie explained. "But Hott told him you ignored the man until you forgot about him. He thinks because the men will always be her and so will you, that you should forget what happened."

Vicki grew angry. "How could I forget?" she snapped.

"You won't, but remember the men had thought it was their right. I know that doesn't make up for it, but Ulfr has explained no one is to touch you again. It won't stop them from remembering what happened, too," Valerie said.

"I wish I could go home," Vicki mumbled.

Ulfr cupped her chin. "Home here," he said.

She didn't want to argue with him, afraid he would tie her up and another
mistake
would be made. Ulfr took her by the hand. He gave one of the rabbits to Hott as well as a large goose. He then led Vicki from the cabin to his hut. When they arrived he indicated to her that he was going to clean the game and he wouldn't be far. She nodded and went to the furs to sit exhaustedly. The day had been long and tiring. She 77

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felt her emotions again in turmoil. Vicki wondered about what Valerie had said. Valerie had been appalled and shocked she had been attacked and still Vicki felt she made excuses for the men.

She was now in a barbaric time. The men would never think any differently for another thousand years or so and some not even then. She pulled her legs up under her chin.

She couldn't go home. That meant she could find herself bent over being screwed again for a pot of honey. What did she need to help herself overcome her fears? Ulfr and Hott couldn't watch her twenty-four-seven. How could she empower herself?

Vicki sighed heavily. The window flap rolled and snapped sharply against a gust of wind and she jumped back in fear.

Something fell behind her when she collided with it. Vicki reached over and the tips of her fingers ran the length of the cool steel of her sword. She had forgotten about it after she had showed it to Valerie. She hefted it into her hand and felt its weight. She had always fantasized it had been made for her, but she knew it was a childish dream spun within her mind. She was no warrior, and she certainly wasn't a man.

She smiled, thinking of the rightful great warrior it belonged to. Musingly she wondered what adversity he had overcome.

It had to have been forged around this era if she had been let through the mist with Ulf. She wondered if the sword of this era had merged with the one of her era and that's why she saw the light glow from within it.

Ulfr strolled in and frowned when he saw the weapon in her hand. She set it back against the wall quickly. She had 78

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come to understand his displeasure with her wielding a sword. He had scoffed at her abilities by telling her she had no skill. She had understood him and had become angry.

Maybe she wasn't a fantastic swordswoman, but she was no novice. Either way it had been part of the reason why she had shouted obscenities at him and been gagged. She couldn't risk showing any interest in her weapon while he was around.

Ulfr skewered thick slices of meat to hang over the fire. He wiped his hands on a square of cloth that looked to be made of hemp. He then stood and just watched her for a while. She became uncomfortable and shifted her behind further from her sword. Ulfr went to the wall of the hut and removed his flask. He took it to her. She pushed it away. He couldn't possibly be thinking what she thought he was. Ulfr handed it back to her. His hand cupped her chin and he said a few words. After spending the day with the women she was able to understand a great deal of what he said and pieced it together.

"You are home; you are mine. I'm sorry the men hurt you.

I want you knowing only me."

Vicki felt wary. He wanted to brand his image into her mind. He really was a barbarian. She shook her head no. He sat before her and looked sad.

"Too frightened of mating?" he asked, trying hard to use words she would understand.

She knew it was important to him. She nodded.

"I'm not them. Never think to kill you. I would never leave painful marks on you."

"I know," she whispered and she knew he wouldn't.

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"I start very gentle," he coaxed.

"I'm afraid it won't feel the same anymore," she said to explain. What had seemed deliciously naughty and fun was tainted with pain and fear.

"It will be the same. It's me, not them."

Ulfr leaned over and kissed her very delicately. His lips explored her mouth tenderly. He tugged her shirt over her head and Vicki covered her breasts. Ulfr gripped her wrists and held her arms away from her body.

"Beautiful," he whispered.

She knew she wasn't raped because she was beautiful. It happened because the men thought they were allowed. Ulfr pulled her close and rocked her against his chest. He said soothing words, some she understood others she didn't. His hands rubbed up and down her back caressing her. He nibbled her neck and shoulders. Lower he moved until one breast found its way into his mouth. One of the men had sucked her breasts hard but the others were too eager for her. Ulfr didn't hurt her as he licked and laved and suckled.

She was lowered back until she lay before him. Her pants were peeled off and Ulfr grunted and struggled a bit to remove them. Vicki admitted they were feeling too tight. He promised her by morning she would have clothes in her own size. She wondered if that was what the deer was for. He had probably given the woman the meat in exchange for her expertise.

Vicki's moccasins came off and she lay still before him, nude and shivering. His body covered over hers like a warm blanket. He licked at her chin, then moved to her ear and she 80

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couldn't help but giggle and swatted his hand when he tickled her with his tongue. He smiled and gazed into her eyes. Ulfr was handsome, the same handsome man who had taught her what fun they could have together. If she could overcome her fear.

He felt so powerful under her hands, this Viking warrior.

She bet he feared no one. While Ulfr kissed her neck, Vicki's eyes shifted to the glinting steel of her sword. The fire's flames danced across it lighting it up. If she were a real warrior she would never be afraid. If she were a warrior no one would ever hurt her again. A woman could be a soldier, why not a warrior? A plan began to form in Vicki's mind. She was all ready a decent swordswoman. What if she could teach herself to get better? What if she learned to defend herself?

She decided then and there she would find a way to fight with a sword like that. The idea gave her a modicum of peace.

Ulfr said something to her and she became aware his hand was traveling lower. She felt a bit embarrassed for forgetting about him when he was trying so hard to be patient and gentle. She felt his fingers rub against her clit and her back arched when he slipped his fingers inside her. The men hadn't touched her here. She had wondered fearfully while they were screwing her behind why they didn't all have her at the same time; they seemed eager enough. Valerie explained later the men respected another man's right to have children. No one in this camp would touch her vaginally but Ulfr, and they most likely kept her gagged to keep her from screaming.

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it their right when he claimed she was a captive, they just didn't want to share her with even more men.

Ulfr moved lower, trailing fast hot kisses across her breasts, her belly and her mound. He settled between her legs and his tongue flicked out to taste her juices. Vicki moaned. She was happy it still felt good to have sex this way, but she was worried. She knew of Ulfr's tastes and she knew sooner or later he would want her hard and heavy. She glanced at the sword for reassurance. Her hands locked in Ulfr's hair when his tongue invaded her. She gasped and began bucking, Ulfr's huge arms wrapped around her legs stilling her movements.

His tongue and mouth were coaxing against her flesh, not demanding. Though he held her it was with gentle pressure.

At any given time she could push him away. It was a comforting thought. It helped her relax and concentrate on what he was doing, not what had been done without her permission. The climax inside her built. It surrounded her, invaded her body and mind. Her shallow pants increased.

Vicki cried out when she came. Ulfr was over her in seconds. His huge cock plunged up into her vaginal heat and she cried out again. He rocked steadily against her, keeping his bulk on his arms so he wouldn't crush her. She clung to him and sobbed in relief. It still felt wonderful to have him.

Her legs lifted to wrap around his waist and she shuddered when he howled his release. Vicki came again and when he rested on her she didn't mind his weight.

"Wolf?"

"Hmm?"

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"I'm not afraid of that anymore."

"Good. There is more."

Ulfr rolled off of her. He strode nude to the hearth and checked the meat. He brought some to her. It smelled heavenly. She took a tiny bite; it was hot but so delicious.

She nibbled more. Ulfr handed her a piece of bread covered in butter and honey when she finished the meat. She was very thirsty by this time and accepted the flask of fermented brew when he next offered it to her. After a few gulps she set it down. She took a few more bites of bread and Ulfr gave her the flask to drink from. By this time she was feeling the effects of the somewhat potent brew. This was a hard batch.

She looked questioningly to Ulfr who was drinking ale from a mug.

"Bera make for you," he said.

She remembered Bera was the older, motherly woman in the camp she had been introduced to by Valerie. The woman stood at least two or three inches taller than she and was in fact much broader when Vicki ventured a closer inspection of her later at the cabin. Vicki had been amazed most of the women in the village were taller than herself. But they were all still dwarfed by the warriors.

Bera had studied Vicki for a while around the men that day. She had commented on her fear. Valerie had said something to her and the woman had clucked a sympathetic reply. Bera had put her hands on Vicki's shoulders and said something. The only words Vicki had caught were herbs, help and brew. She now wondered what Bera had given her to relax.

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Ulfr handed her the flask and she refused, already feeling a bit woozy and hot between her legs.

"Little more," Ulfr encouraged her when he hefted the container, gauging its weight.

Obviously Bera had instructed him how much to give her.

She closed her eyes and swallowed the beverage lazily, unable to push his hands away and feeling so hot between her thighs she didn't want to.

Ulfr turned her onto her belly, his hands rubbed and soothed over back and behind. She moaned, it felt wonderful to be so completely relaxed. Ulfr was straddling her back and he leaned over her to kiss at her nape. His tongue licked and kissed at her shoulders and back. He moved lower and his body slid down farther until he wrapped his huge arm around her waist lifting her hips. She felt his fingers slick with grease gently push up her behind. She whimpered. He spoke soothing words and she felt his cock gently begin to slide into her ass. She remembered the man who had taken her first, Falkor; he had been vicious with her. His voice had been cruel when he had said a few words, but she didn't understand him, just knew the tone of his voice was fierce. Another man, Volundr, had said something to him, but the man behind her only grunted and had continued to ram painfully against her while she struggled for breath. He had been even larger than Ulfr and gave her no chance to get used to his size slowly, instead he had wanted her to have it all at once while she lay tense and terrified.