Authors: Constantine De Bohon
Sky nodded, placing her hand on Katla’s shoulder. “I’m so
proud of you. You did so well, my friend.”
Katla sobbed and squeezed her hand. “Thank you, my friend,
for being with me.”
Sky handed the baby she was holding to the young expectant
mother. She went to the main hall. Eirik was easy to find. He was
surrounded with men, all pacing with worried frowns. Eirik
stopped pacing and strode to Sky. Sky smiled a gentle smile into his
agonized expression. He was such a strong loving man.
“Your wife and two beautiful daughters would like to see
you,” she said.
“Twins?” he stammered, his look was dumbfounded as though
he hadn’t heard her correctly. “Twin girls?”
Sky nodded.
The men whooped and Eirik picked Sky up under the arms
and crushed his lips to hers. She laughed when he set her back
down. Eirik raced from the hall yelling to all he was a father of
twin girls.
Rolf placed his hands on Sky’s shoulders. He looked happy
and relieved. “This proves I was right to challenge Thorvald. Most
believed I was, but now there will be no uncertainty. Because of
what has transpired, it is obvious Odin now believes the village is
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safe for daughters to be born. None will doubt the validity of you
being a Valkyrie sent by Odin. You are meant to be here with us.”
“But” Sky stammered.
Rolf placed his hand over her mouth.
“I know you don’t believe you are sent by Odin. It is enough
we do.”
Sky nodded. She might not have been sent by Odin, but she
was certain she was meant to be where she was. Rolf enveloped
her into his arms. His look as he gazed down at her was pure
elation.
Later at dinner, Eirik came out with a baby in his arms. He
was followed by Adisla who held the other child. Eirik raised the
babe high in his arms for all to see. His features glowed with pride
and a touch of humility to have garnered such a gift.
“My daughter, Agata. She is under my protection and any who
would touch her with harm will die by my hand!” he shouted.
The men cheered a welcome to the babe.
Sky remembered Brandr saying words to that effect when he
had held her high as he declared her his to Cull and Lud, then to
the village. Except he had shouted she was his woman.
Eirik then took the other babe from Adisla and handed Agata
to her. He raised his baby daughter high. “This is my daughter,
Sky.”
Sky gasped.
Many women smiled and nodded.
“She is under my protection and any who would touch her
with harm will die by my hand!”
The men cheered again.
“Or my hand!” Alfarin, Eirik’s oldest boy yelled. “Let no harm
come to my sisters.”
“Or my hand!” came a shout. Little Leif stood with his
wooden sword held high.
The men laughed and cheered again.
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“Eat,” Eirik demanded. “Today is a good day to celebrate life.”
Sky placed her hand onto Eirik’s arm. “I am honored,” she
said.
“Katla said you prayed to Odin before the babies were born.
She thinks Odin added our little Sky at the last moment as a gift.
You, too, have been a gift,” he replied.
“Thank you,” she said.
“Now, off to Rolf you go,” he commanded and smacked her
behind with affection.
Sky was still smiling when she took her place between Brandr
and Rolf.
Isibel came forward with a huge tray of food and smiled
brightly at Sky.
Sky had been astounded the woman wanted her to teach her
to dance. Isibel said she didn’t mind the men having her; none
were brutal and most strove to please her. She was always given a
warm fur and much to eat. She liked the attention. The other free
women weren’t cruel to her.
Eirik had told her this evening he had found her a warrior who
would wed with her. Once wed, she would no longer be a captive.
Isibel had told her in private she was hoping Eirik would give
her to Lugh.
Sky had shivered. It was Lugh who was always yelling for her
to be given to him after she danced. The man was the image of
what she had thought a Viking should look like. He stood at least
six foot eight. Hair as red as a sunset with a beard to match. Every
part of him was massive. He would make a skilled wrestler of her
time squeamish with terror. Sky had watched him slice through a
tree with a heavy axe as though it was made of butter.
Isibel seemed to have no fear of him; she declared he would
be good protection. Sky had no doubt of that…but wondered who
would protect Isibel from Lugh. The man had stamina. He could
maintain an erection for hours. Whenever he had approached the
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now runaway captive, the other men had groaned and moved off
knowing they wouldn’t have a chance with the woman while he
had her, and no one would have dared challenge him.
Brandr took a huge helping of meat with his hand and the tray
was passed to Rolf.
Rolf was always more careful with what he took. It was a
great deal, but he seemed to prefer dark meat over white and
seemed to like a little fat on the ends. He used his long dagger to
cut Sky a chunk of what he took. Again he was careful of his
decision.
In the first few days he had come to know her, he had figured
out what she liked and what she didn’t. Brandr still occasionally
handed her foods she thought were gross and she begged off them.
Rolf gave her what she wanted. There were bowls and platters on
the table filled with breads, cheese, seafood, vegetables and berries
she could reach out and take at her leisure.
Sky took the meat Rolf had given her and stuck it in a roll. She
had many of the children doing the same thing and added wild
lettuce. She wished she had mayonnaise or mustard, but Katla had
a spread that she could smear on with her finger that tasted of
garlic, herbs and butter. She munched happily on her food and
listened to the excited chatter around her.
Most people were talking about the babies. Twins were a
blessing, boys or girls. One child was meant to be, the other was a
gift from the Gods.
She heard her name mentioned with honor often. Brandr sat
smiling like a Cheshire cat. Rolf was more humble. Sky was just
happy for her friend.
After dinner, the men demanded Sky dance. It was a
celebration after all. Eirik nodded.
A place was made where all gathered and Sky went to slip on
her revealing skirt. She had felt a naughty desire to dance nude and
decided she would in the comfort of her hut for Rolf and Brandr.
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She knew exactly what story she would tell. She felt the heat creep
up into her loins with the thought of it and couldn’t wait to get her
men alone. Sky went to stand in the middle of the hall. Her arms
rose over her head. No one made a sound.
The old Viking, Bjarni, and she had discussed what he should
play with a very convincing Katla. The melodic tune soon started
and a few men nodded eagerly.
Sky danced to Eirik first. In the story, she was a shy captive,
having just been caught by a powerful man. Her hips gyrated
slowly as though in fear of what was coming. Her master would
take her, a timid virgin, and she was unsure of what she was
expected to do. Her hips moved back and forth as though clumsy,
wanting to please so she would not be beaten, yet the way she did
it was sultry and inviting. She saw Eirik’s mouth open in some
surprise. He grinned in delight and began panting. She wondered if
he were remembering ever taking a captive this way her first time.
Sky moved hesitantly toward him as though in need of some
coaxing, her body begging for a gentle touch. Her hands traced his
face hesitantly to show she was frightened, yet eager, because he
was so handsome. She encouraged his attention. He gently ran his
fingers over her while she moved beneath him. She gave him shy
glances, her tongue flicked over her lips to moisten them awaiting
a first kiss. He really was very handsome, and his gentle eyes were
always alight with compassion and if she hadn’t loved Rolf and
Brandr so much, she wouldn’t have minded being found by him.
She could see Eirik sensed this and he puffed up with pride and
vigor. It was nice to know a beautiful woman found him exciting
and agreeable. His mouth found hers and she was treated to the
most delicate caress.
The tune picked up and Sky danced away from him, no longer
the untouched virgin, but versed in all forms of pleasure. A
confidant little sex slave who knew what she needed from a man
and versed well in the arts of enslaving them with their own desire.
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She moved before a new man each time the flute hit a different
chord, teasing and tempting each into loving her. Though she had a
master, she was a shared captive. She wanted to entice the hand of
only one—or perhaps two lovers. She was consumed with heat and
eager for a strong hand. Soon the entire room was filled with
panting men. All eager to tame the little captive into wanting
them, desperate for her to want them.
Sky moved to Eirik again then to Rolf and Brandr. The captive
begged her handsome master to be given to the two strong
warriors who had caught her eye. Would her master allow her
freedom?
Eirik shook his head no and the men laughed.
Sky was surprised for a mere moment, she had been certain he
would release her. Then she smiled a sexy, seductive look and
went before Eirik. She raised her arms high over her head and
danced for him alone. She went to him and touched his chest, her
hands trailing over him as temptingly as she could and she could see
his erection strain against his soft leather pants.
Eirik reached out to stroke her breasts and she let him. She
felt her heart thump wildly when he removed her top. He caressed
her gently, his fingers squeezing and pulling her as would a lover.
The men were almost falling over themselves to get a good
view.
His huge hands rubbed and fondled her before his fingers slid
to her hip. Sky was afraid, she had no idea he would do this, but it
was his night of celebration, so she stayed where she was. Eirik’s
fingers slipped to the tie at her waist. Her leather wrap fluttered to
the ground. There were mutters of appreciation.
Sky felt her chin quiver. Still she danced, a captive begging
her master to release her to the men she had chosen. Eirik watched
her for a moment then grinned. He took her face between his
palms and kissed her hard. He looked so pleased Sky smiled at him.
He motioned she was free to go.
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The men cheered and Sky danced over to Rolf and Brandr.
Both men had their swords drawn. She could see the pulse in
Brandr’s throat pounding. Rolf looked more relaxed, but she could
tell he was keeping a tenacious control on his emotions. She knew
what he battled. He said he was proud to have a woman who
everyone wanted and at the same time it was a huge responsibility
to keep her safe from powerful warriors who took what they lusted
after.
Sky looked into Rolf’s eyes. She wanted him to see the love
she felt for him, the trust. She danced with abandon knowing no
harm would come to her. Her hands and body rubbed against him
and Brandr. She smiled a wicked smile at Brandr knowing he
wanted her right now. When he looked at her, she could tell she
was going to pay for teasing him. The thought made her feel wet
and wild. She wanted him to feel his cock throb to be inside her. It
was such a powerful feeling to know how much control she had
over not only her own men but every man in the hall. Finally
exhausted, she fell to her knees before the two men and lay back
on the soft fur beneath her. Her thighs were parted in submission.
“I must have the woman!” Lugh shouted.
Sky almost laughed. She didn’t move. She turned her head
and saw a nude Isibel race into his arms and beg him to take her.
Lugh was thrilled with the idea. He pushed the woman to the
ground and was on top of her.
Sky saw other nude women in the arms of their husbands or
captors. She and the women had planned this.
Katla had asked her to dance this story for her husband. She
wanted to let him know how grateful she was for her two beautiful
daughters. This was her husband’s favorite story. Katla had been a
young captive and had fallen hopelessly in love with Eirik. Eirik
had won her heart. He had freed her from her master by
challenging him and had brought her home with him to wed with
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her. Katla had been worried he might unclothe Sky, as she had
been unclothed, and had warned her.