Valhalla Hott (17 page)

Still the boy looked at her. Valerie took a small wooden spoon

she had demanded Hott make. She took a bite of the porridge,

grimaced, and smiled.

“Mmm, yummy,” she declared, almost gagging. And mentally

called herself a liar.

She passed the food back to Hrolf. He dipped his finger into

the bowl, ignoring the spoon. He was still watching her warily.

“Poor boy. Were you beaten for eating?” she muttered aloud.

She smiled at him and encouraged him to eat. All at once the

boy attacked the food as though it might disappear. Valerie

watched horrified as he took the gob of mush and stuffed it all into

his mouth, practically choking on it. She wondered if she should

take it away from him and decided she might lose a limb. When

finished, the boy sucked his fingers and licked the bowl clean.

Valerie studied him carefully. He was filthy. His face and neck

were almost black from grime and his ears were dirty. Her eyes

narrowed onto his hair and in a closer inspection she thought she

saw something. A few strands of his hair were moving. Swallowing

hard Valerie leaned forward. Oh my God, he was infested with

lice.

Valerie scratched her head. She suddenly felt like the bugs

were all over her. She jumped to her feet, grabbed the boy, and

raced to the river. It was warm for a fall morning thankfully. She

stripped both the child and herself and dragged him kicking and

screaming into the cold water.

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“What are you doing?” Hott asked, appearing with Ulfr and

many more.

Valerie was struggling with the boy. “Shopping,” she snapped

in irritation.
Why did men ask stupid questions?
“Get your clothes off,

Hott, you too, Ulfr, and get in here.”

Hrolf continued to scream bloody murder. “Are you

drowning him, woman?” Afarin asked with worry.

“He‟s full of bugs. Now I have to wash everything in the hut.

And if he can scream, he can damn well talk!” she howled to be

heard.

“All right there‟s nothing to be seen here,” Bera said, moving

in and taking over the situation. “I have some herbs to get rid of the

vermin. I‟ll grab you a cloth and some soap roots.”

Thankfully Hrolf had quieted a bit. He splashed Valerie with a

scowl on his little face. She splashed him back and smiled smugly.

She then, with a gleam in her eyes, wildly soaked Hott and Ulfr

who were standing on the riverbank. The men yelled in mock

horror. The boy looked terrified until Hott laughed and joined

them. The entire family was soon frolicking about in the water.

Bera joined them and between the two women they were able to

clean the boy of lice and nits.

When they finished, Valerie picked up the boy and wrapped

him and herself in a warm leather blanket Bera had brought. She

borrowed some clothing from another mother and dressed the

child, keeping up a steady stream of chatter while the child

remained silent.

“No wonder he doesn‟t speak,” Ulfr said. “With your

continuous yakking he can‟t get a word in edgewise.”

Valerie threw a fur at him.

“Take it outside and beat it senseless,” she said to him.

Ulfr was laughing as he left, saying there was nothing wrong

with a few bugs. She yelled back she had enough bed companions.

She then eyed the boy critically. He was clean, but what to do with

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him at night? He couldn‟t sleep between her and the men. He

could have his own pallet but they had only one room, and she

would be too embarrassed to have him in the same room when she

and the guys were getting up close and personal.

Hott walked in.

“Hott, you and Ulfr need to add an addition,” she declared.

“To what?” he asked.

“To the hut. Hrolf needs his own room.”

“We can put a pallet on the other side of the room.”

“But he might see us.”

“I‟m sure he‟s seen others.”

Hott was probably right, but she determined Hrolf wasn‟t

going to be watching them.

“A new room with a door.” She stood before him with her

arms crossed.

Hott sighed dramatically. “You‟re a lot of trouble.”

She sidled up to him suggestively and placed her hand on his

crotch. “I‟ll make it worth your while.”

“We‟ll add the room tomorrow,” Hott said.

* * * *

Hrolf was napping in the hut later that day. Valerie was

outside with Bera shelling nuts in the afternoon sun. Hott took

Valerie by the hand and asked Bera to keep an ear out for the boy.

She smiled and nodded. Hott took Valerie into the woods

following a path to the springs.

Valerie followed him eagerly. He had been busy all day with

the others making new fences to keep the livestock contained. A

few men were arguing over some of the women. New huts still

needed a bit more reinforcement before winter came.

The cave was delightfully warm with the steam coming off the

water. Hott undressed her slowly. He chuckled at the leather

underpants she had made.

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“What?” she asked cheekily. “Designer panties in the ninth

century, I‟ll start a new trend. I might make fur ones for the

winter.”

Hott took her in his arms, his head lowered to smell her hair.

“I‟m sorry, little Valkyrie.”

“For what?” she asked with surprise.

“For not protecting you. How many men were you forced to

submit too?”

Valerie looked him directly in the eyes. “None.”

He looked confused, yet hopeful. “There were none who

touched you?”

“No, and no one touched Finna either. It seemed none of

them wanted to hassle with a screaming, fighting woman. They

were tired and wanted someone already used to them.”

Hott thought about that. He had waited for Drifa to be ready,

although the raiders were without honor. He doubted they would

have been tender or caring when they chose to bed with a woman.

He pressed Valerie harder to his chest. His hand slipped into her

panties and he gently squeezed her behind.

“I want you,” she whispered.

“I had been afraid you wouldn‟t want a man‟s touch again. I

love you.” His hand stroked her hair and he pressed his forehead to

hers.

“And I love you.”

Hott knelt before her. He licked at her belly that was just

starting to round. He moved lower and removed her panties with

his teeth. Valerie shivered in anticipation. She pulled her shirt off

over her head in eagerness. She had thought she might never feel

his touch again. She shrugged out of the bra she had fashioned.

Hott moved between her thighs, cupping her bottom. Valerie

leaned into him as he began tasting her. She buried her hands into

his long silky hair. He used his fingers and mouth and tongue to

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work his magic. Valerie groaned and tugged on his arms; she

wanted him.

Hott rose and took her to one of the pools. He went in first

and then lowered her down, sliding her the length of his body until

her toes reached the pool bottom. She wrapped her arms around

his neck and they kissed. Hott‟s mouth was warm and soft. His

tongue danced with hers. He pulled Valerie lower into the water,

and he was soon sitting on a smooth rock. Valerie dipped her hand

lower and began rubbing his hard penis. She stroked him while his

fingers delved within her.

“I don‟t mean to move so fast, little Valkyrie, but I want you

now. I missed you. I worried until I thought I would go mad.”

Valerie could see how worried he had been and offered no

protest.

Hott lifted her, and she slid slowly down his huge length.

There were two protruding rocks on either side of him, and she

used them for leverage. She pushed at his shoulders gliding up over

him. His firm hands pulled her ever so slowly back down onto him.

His one hand released her to play with her breasts under the water.

He rolled the nipple until the bud hardened. He lifted her higher

and dipped his head to suckle from her when her breasts rose out

of the water.

She tilted her head back. Every touch to her body was a

caress. It was as though he explored her for the first time. Only

this time his gentleness was unsurpassed. It was his way of showing

her the agony he had suffered at her absence. His hands glided up

her wet back, massaging her. She relaxed against him as she slowly

rode him. She loved his gentleness, his fierce protectiveness.

He buried his hands into her hair and kissed her, drinking the

sweetness of her lips and tongue. He kissed her cheek, her neck.

“I am a lucky man,” he whispered.

“I too am lucky,” she whispered back. “I love the feel of your

touch.”

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They continued to make sweet love until Valerie could feel

herself begin to prune. She loved the hot springs where she could

wash herself afterwards and not have to worry about cleaning the

mess from the furs.

“There you are!” Ulfr exclaimed. “Alfarin has been looking for

you, Hott.”

Valerie, who had been climbing out of the water smiled and

slipped back in. She gave a seductive look to Ulfr who smiled back.

She could see him harden right in front of her.

“I‟ll head back. Make certain Valerie gets home safely,” Hott

said and left.

Ulfr‟s clothing slowly dropped to the cavern floor. Valerie

shuddered in anticipation. She didn‟t mind having them both at the

same time, but she loved feeling each man individually, and she

was hot again already. Making sweet love was wonderful, but now

she wanted something different. She knew Ulfr was a sex maniac

and would give her what she wanted next. When his huge body

slipped into the water the waves slapped at her breasts. Ulfr wasted

no time and pinned her to the pool wall. She gasped when he

entered her vaginally.

“Ulfr, Hott?” she said, eyes raised.

Ulfr groaned and pushed in higher. “I‟ve been dying to do this

to you. I talked to Hott. I can‟t get you pregnant so he said it was

fine, and I didn‟t think you would mind. Do you?”

She gasped as he slid his cock deeper. “No, I don‟t mind,” she

muttered. And she didn‟t! She had also wondered how it would

feel. “But I thought he didn‟t want your seed inside me.”

“He doesn‟t want my seed left in you up here,” he said and

pumped against her with meaning. “It won‟t be. My seed will not

be left in here. But in here.” He grinned roguishly at her when his

one finger slid to her behind, then retreated.

She grinned back and grabbed his ass cheeks and rammed

herself against him. He returned the gesture.

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“I‟ve been dying for you to do this,” she gasped.

Ulfr pulled her arms around his neck, she gripped his hair.

Her mouth locked onto his and he devoured her lips in a lusty

assault. His passion was unleashed from the start, still controlled,

but fiery hot. He rocked against her steadily. He felt so good. She

wiggled against him wanting him harder. But he shook his head at

her, teasing her, and she gripped his hips with purpose and did a

little taking of her own. He delved a finger up her behind and she

moaned wanting more.

“Ulfr,” she begged.

“You like it hard, don‟t you?” he asked.

“I can‟t seem to get enough,” she purred. Her fingers slid

down his back to his behind. When she prodded him he removed

himself.

“Oh no, little Valkyrie.”

He turned her sharply around. Ulfr lifted her half out of the

pool onto her belly. Her legs dangled down. Ulfr rammed his cock

up her ass, and she cried out.

“I‟ve wanted to hear you scream my name,” he said gruffly.

He removed himself and thrust again. She screamed his name

in response.

“Good,” he said. S

he knew he was grinning.

He took her harder and faster. She wept and moaned beneath

him. Her fingernails slid across the smooth rocks as the water

splashed over her. Ulfr‟s arm was around her waist, protecting her

belly from the hard stone. Removing himself, he turned her and

rubbed his cock in the water. Carefully he entered her vaginally

again and rocked against her slowly. She gripped his shoulders and

wrapped her legs around his waist. Once more their mouths locked

together. Ulfr sucked her tongue and she pulled his head closer.

Valerie was panting. She was ready for a cold shower she felt

so damned hot. She could feel her juices as they slid over his cock

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when she came. Ulfr had his hand tangled in her hair as his other

hand cupped her behind. His heated mouth trailed hungry, hard

kisses down her neck, then trailed up again until he nipped her

jaw. She yelped.

“Are you ready for me?” he demanded. His eyes were intense.

His smoldering need was reflected back into her own eyes.