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Valhalla Wolf [Viking Warriors Book 2]

by Constantine De Bohon

sweet tongue laved him and suckled him. His hand buried in her hair and he pulled himself out and rubbed against her lips until she licked him. His hand tightened in her hair and she gasped and drew him in deep. When he grew hard he replaced the gag and went behind her. He smacked her bottom. She shivered with desire and he rubbed her behind soothingly, then thrust himself inside her ass.

He took her harder than he meant to, but he knew she wouldn't mind; she loved it when he was rough. He knew everything would be fine now. He hadn't left her callously to be raped by those three bastards—she wouldn't be too afraid to stay anymore. She wouldn't need to use any sword. His little defenseless Valkyrie would be his to protect and she would feel safe. When he thrust into her one last time, he rubbed her back and said soothing words he knew she understood. He massaged her tensed muscles the way he knew turned her on. He kissed the gentle curve of her lower back and across her sweet behind. She whimpered but he kept her gagged. She was most likely mad at him for keeping her tied for so long, but he insisted it was for her own good.

He was a bit worried she would begin screaming the derogatory words she used so often. She was such a feisty little thing. He didn't want the village to once more hear her scream vile obscenities at him. That would be like last time.

When his brother Hott arrived, Ulfr was pleased and said he found himself a Valkyrie like he had. Hott strolled around the table and declared her a beauty. He also made mention she was tied and gagged and naked over his table. Ulfr smiled at him and explained she loved it this way; it was how he 141

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played with her. Ulfr was eager for things to be the way they were with her during sex she called kinky. He was certain he could hurry things along and went to stand at her head and told his brother she wanted him to take her. Hott looked skeptical. Ulfr frowned and remembered since time turned back Hott didn't remember her. But Ulfr remembered her interest. She had been anxious to be taken by them both.

"She's embarrassed she likes it this way. She's curious about having a threesome, but we should get her used to your huge cock first." He then shrugged sheepishly. "She likes a man to take her firmly. She begged for it."

Hott grinned at him. His hand rubbed her behind with interest. Vicki shivered under his touch. Ulfr smiled and said he told him so. His brother rubbed a generous amount of grease on his huge cock and slid it up her ass carefully. She moaned and jumped and both brothers smiled. Hott started slowly and moved faster. Ulfr encouraged him to thrust harder, insisting she loved it rough. She had begged Hott before to take her harder. Ulfr didn't want her to be disappointed.

Hott obliged and pounded in her, his hips connecting soundly with her behind. Ulfr knew she was welcoming his brother's attention. She had confided that though she didn't think Hott was better-looking she found him to be stunning nonetheless. When Hott finished Ulfr took her the same way.

He grunted and puffed as he slammed himself into her as brutally as he could. She still felt tight against him, but he knew it was just a matter of time before they slipped in easily; he would make certain it was soon for her sake.

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When Ulfr finished, Hott took her again. Hott admitted this was a turn-on to find a woman who wanted it so rough; a fantasy he could indulge in without worry of terrifying the poor little thing with his cock and he chuckled when he said who was he to deny a woman what she wanted? Ulfr's normally gentle brother took her harder than he had ever seen him take a woman and Ulfr didn't know whether to be concerned or impressed. It wasn't like Hott, but he had her permission to indulge in his desire and he knew Vicki would be impressed.

Hott had her hips gripped under his hands and rammed himself into her. She cried little muffled sounds. Hott ground himself against her grunting. She was panting under him, her eyes were wide in surprise. Ulfr grinned. She would be surprised, as Hott had never taken her so hard.

The idea never occurred to him that she wouldn't
remember
.

When Hott finished he gave her ass a firm smack and he left and Ulfr played with her. He undid her ankles and rubbed and worked her clit until he hardened when she came and then pumped her vaginal heat.

She lay so docilely beneath him he knew she loved every second. He played with her like he had before, teasing her behind, slipping only his head in and out, pushing halfway in and removing himself. When he looked at her face her eyes were closed and he knew she was feeling everything he gave her. He again tied her ankles feeling a wicked need for complete control.

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He kept her on the table for a long time, thinking again to do things differently. The time came and went when Falkor and the others raped her. Ulfr had kept her safe and he was so happy. He decided he had won against that fateful day and he pulled her off the table and pushed her onto his furs. He removed the ties at her ankles and pumped her vaginal heat while she whimpered and sobbed. He knew she was still horny by the way she bucked against him. He wished for a moment Hott would come back and they could take her again together to satisfy her lust-filled needs.

Finally, feeling exhausted, Ulfr pulled her into his arms and cuddled her closely. He nuzzled her neck and loved hearing her tiny whimpers. He loved her. He loved her so much he had rescued her from her terror. He loved her so much his pleading prayers had been granted—a gift from Odin. He fell asleep with his little Valkyrie crushed to his chest. Her stunning silken hair haloed them.

When Ulfr woke he was starving. He knew Vicki must be as well. He wasn't about to leave her alone. He pulled the gag from her mouth to kiss her and she whimpered up at him, her voice sounded pleading and he knew what she needed. He smiled down at her and he stood, pulling her to her knees before him and pushed his cock into her mouth. She sucked him and ran her tongue across him and kissed him without his encouragement. She was so pleasing, her beautiful solemn eyes gazed up at him. He pumped himself into her until he came and she swallowed. He pushed the gag over her mouth again, not wanting to hear her grumbles of anger about home.

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Ulfr looked out the door and saw Hott. He asked him if he would bring food and he could join them. Hott smiled and nodded enthusiastically. Feeling happy, Ulfr pushed Vicki to her back and thrust his cock into her vaginal heat. He told her in words he knew she understood there would soon be another taking her. She whimpered and moaned as he rocked against her, her eyes were closed, no doubt in delight with the idea. He bet she was all ready imagining them taking her together. One hand gripped her waist and her hips were high in the air; her legs locked around him and he swatted her behind playfully a few times with an open palm.

They were soon joined by Hott who helped Ulfr position her so they could both take her together. Each of them grabbed a large tit to squeeze and knead, although Ulfr told Hott to be careful with her breasts, as she didn't like them roughly handled. Hott nodded his agreement and fondled her gently.

They took her hard and fast and she was gasping and sobbing when they were through.

Ulfr turned her to her belly and pulled her hips high. He rubbed her sweet little bottom and had an idea. She had loved this before and no doubt would again. He grinned at Hott who was lying on his side in the furs. Ulfr rubbed more grease onto his cock. He held her hips firmly and thrust up her ass hard and fast and held still. She was slick and ready and his entire length was buried within her. She tensed and resisted in defiance knowing how the game was played—they would show mercy only when she was submissive. She screamed under her gag and shuddered. He removed himself very slowly; she wiggled and twisted and he grinned. He 145

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thrust up again hard. She moaned and made a small choking sound and Ulfr wondered if she had come all ready. She lay still submissively beneath him. Last time his brother had won with the ram thrusting contest with twelve thrusts. Ulfr took her in thirteen and he could hear her little groans and heated gasps of excitement. He panted with exertion and lay to the side puffing for breath.

Hott took position behind her ass. "You want your little captive punished?" he asked and smiled.

Ulfr laughed. "My little captive wants to be punished," he declared.

Hott thrust hard. She whimpered beneath him and slumped forward submissively. Ulfr chuckled, she had done that last time because she had wanted it so bad.

"She's being submissive. Does she want mercy?" Hott asked with some disappointment.

"No, she says it's better if she's relaxed. She only plays at rebellion for a while to make it more exciting for all of us.

You're not hurting her or causing harm, she's just tired of being defiant and wants to feel your power," Ulfr reassured him and Hott nodded.

Hott thrust again eagerly and more forcefully. His large hands held her tight but she was wet with sweat and had pitched forward onto the furs and she groaned and made a painful squeaking noise when her teeth clicked together.

"Hold her still," Hott demanded. "She won't feel all of what I give her when she moves and her sweet little face slides against the furs. I don't want her hurt if she rubs onto the 146

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rough leather, as it will chafe her tender skin. Captive or not she needs to be kept safe from unnecessary pain."

Ulfr went before her and held her shoulders down. He felt awful. Hott was right; she should never be harmed. Just because she liked rough sex didn't mean he shouldn't protect her from needless pain. While she was completely helpless it was up to him to watch out for her. Ulfr stroked his thumb across the side of her face soothing her, telling her how sorry he was and told her he would watch her better. He promised to keep her safe.

Ulfr nodded to Hott. He had a good grip on her, so Hott could start again. Hott then thrust up as hard as he could into her behind. She moaned this time and both men were relieved. Hott slowly slipped from her. He did it again and again until their game was a draw. Both men laughed good-naturedly and said they would try again soon.

Hott left and Ulfr settled to eat. He felt his cock harden soon so he left Vicki tied and felt he would feed her later, as he remembered she never ate a mid-meal. He pushed her on her knees and slipped into her welcoming ass as fast and as far as he could in one thrust. He managed to fit it all in and he was happy this was happening so fast. She screamed and he was elated knowing it's what she liked. His hand opened and he smacked her bottom a few times while he pumped into her. When he came he laid her in front of him, belly down, and took a strip of hide and whacked her bottom. She hadn't been disobedient but he wanted to punish her for flipping him on his ass and saying he couldn't spank her anymore. She cried out, but held still like before, liking it.

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He smacked her soundly for a while, until her sweet ass went red and he heard her choked sobs. Her whimpers grew under her gag until he went hard again. He pulled her hips high and screwed her vaginal heat, pumping wildly, hearing his pelvis hit solidly with her hips. She moaned and whimpered the sweetest sounds of acceptance when she opened for him and he felt so happy he thought his heart would burst. He switched to pumping just as wildly into her ass, as she groaned heavily and he smiled knowing how good she thought it felt.

All throughout the rest of the day and night he kept her tied and gagged and at his side only allowing her to relieve herself. He felt a little concern she had once voiced she couldn't remain bound and at his side forever. Not forever, just for a while longer. He wasn't taking any chances the others would be allowed to have her. He didn't want to hear any protests or mentions of home either.

When morning came, Ulfr talked Bera into finding Vicki clothing. The woman returned with a short shirt and Ulfr felt it was enough. He untied his little captive and removed her gag, she remained thankfully silent while he tugged the shirt over her head. He studied her critically. Her breasts were well defined and almost spilling out, and part of her ass showed in a teasing way, just enough to make the other men jealous they couldn't have her. He took her to the cabin and helped her along while she stumbled. He couldn't blame her for being sore; he had taken her even more often than he had the first time. He honestly couldn't remember a time he had felt his need so often. Perhaps another gift from Odin?

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The other men watched her hungrily when he paraded her to the table, but Ulfr growled at them in a mock gesture and they backed off. She was his; he wanted them to pant after something they couldn't have, although the idea confused him. He gave his head a shake wondering at his feelings of recklessness with her. He decided he felt more at ease knowing no one would touch his little Valkyrie and he had saved her from an assault.

He watched as Vicki guzzled down two mugs of ale. She was obviously parched. He suddenly felt bad that he hadn't given her anything from the flask to drink to help her relax when he first took her behind, or when she first had Hott.

When she'd had Hott the first time there had been a celebration and they had partaken of much fermented brew.

Ulfr had known it would help her relax and be more open to the idea of two men. How could he have forgotten? It was no wonder she had felt so tight. But he figured it hadn't mattered, just another change in history that aided in stopping the events from before, and it must have helped.