Her Viking Lovers

by J. A. Bailey

  When she came back around, she dropped to her knees and dried his legs. She stared up at him to find him watching her closely, his expression intense. Her face hovered near his cock. Dare she be so bold? Pulling on her courage, Esa brushed the head of his arousal with her lips. Alrek hissed. Then she darted out her tongue. The tangy taste begged her to take him into her mouth fully.

  He released a strangled sound. “Esa…”

  Emboldened by his reaction, she tried again, this time lapping up the pre-cum. His hands came to her hair and thread into it. She took the head of him into her mouth and he bucked his hips. Esa swirled her tongue over the silky softness and traced the shape, teasing the underside. He pulsed against her tongue.

  She drew back to eye him once more. Veins stood out in his neck, a tortured expression haunted his features. “More,” he demanded.

  Whatever he was fighting, he was not fighting her. Warmth took root in her chest and she sucked his cock deep, hollowing her cheeks in an effort to bring him as much pleasure as possible. She bobbed up and down. Taking him deep was hard. Alrek easily matched Rennir for size and though she had been good at sucking his shaft, it had been many years since she had done so. Still she persevered, each time working him deeper down her throat. His encouraging sounds thrilled her.

  “Enough!” He wrapped his fingers around her arms and drew her to his feet.

  He eyed her gravely for a moment, as if deciding what to do with her. Esa remained boneless in his hold. The sight of him gloriously naked had stolen any strength from her long ago.

  With a muttered curse, he swooped down and claimed her lips. The kiss seared, shooting desire to her core. Her pussy clenched as his tongue explored her mouth without apology. He drank greedily from her, like a man who had suffered a drought. Not like a man who had recently bedded one of the other women, she thought vaguely. His passion surprised her. Alrek was known to be careful and considerate but his movements were frantic, desperate. It thrilled her too. Maybe he thought of her differently than the other women. Her own heart beat rapidly as a wealth of feelings drew to the surface.

  Fingers threading into his hair, Esa tried to match his kiss. She longed to be greedy too. It had been three long years since someone had kissed her. She needed this. But Alrek appeared determined to drain her until she was lifeless. She fought for breath until he tore away, callused hands still clasping her face.

  “Forgive me, Esa. You taste of cock and sin. Of womanhood. I need to taste you so very deeply.” His voice was guttural and harsh. The words made her knees shake.

  Esa lifted her chin. For so long she had been quiet and obedient. She had played the grieving wife well. Indeed, she was deeply grieved to have lost Rennir, but how much longer could she live this empty shell of a life?

  “I need to taste you too.”

  “You have tasted my cock.” Alrek’s lips twitched.

  “Já, but I need more.”

  “I shall give you more,” he told her sincerely.

  When he kissed her again, Esa found herself able to respond, to explore his mouth fully. His lips were still hard, his tongue demanding but she felt more equal to him now. She spread her hands over his chest and explored the dips and sinew of him. Warm to touch, his skin sent tingles of anticipation through her until her stomach bunched with anticipation.

  Alrek drew back. “I must see you now.”

  “You must,” she breathed. The idea of being naked in front of him made her head swim. He had bedded many beautiful women. Once she had considered herself a beauty but she felt the years and grief had taken its toll. However, the need to feel his skin on hers forced her hand to the hem of her skirts. She undressed quickly and stood for him like an offering.

  His sharp intake of breath echoed through the hut. “Esa, by the gods… Odin himself would be jealous of what I have before me.

  She viewed him from behind a strand of loose hair. His genuine look of amazement made her heart swell. She unclamped her hands from in front of her and opened them to him. He took a step forward and scooped her up. The shock of his skin against hers, her breasts crushed against the solid chest, made her gasp.

  He carried her to the bed and she found herself laid out on the furs. They tickled her skin as he set about positioning her. She went to touch him but he pressed her hand back above her head. “Do not move,” he ordered gently. “I would view you properly before I am lost in your heat.”

  She nodded stiffly, unable to voice any kind of response. The way his gaze tracked her body and his fingers took in each soft swell and indent had yet more arousal gathering in her cunt. He laid her other arm above her head and set about unbinding her hair. Then he feathered it out around her. Her breasts were lifted high. Taut nipples ached for his touch—or his mouth—but he did not give her what she needed. Instead he continued his torturous exploration.

  Alrek lifted her knees and spread her wide. Two rough fingers came either side of her pussy lips and parted her for him. He gazed down on her, so close that she felt his breaths against her delicate skin and her pussy pulsed.

  “You glisten for me.” He lifted his gaze to hers. “You smell sweeter than Valhalla. I cannot wait to take a taste of you.”

  “Alrek,” she pleaded, in hopes he would do just that.

  But he ignored her plea and rolled her over. Her cheek flat against the furs, she felt his hands on her hips, coaxing her to lift them. He kneaded and rolled her buttocks before spreading them like he had her cunt. A finger swept her juncture, pausing at her puckered hole. She had to hold herself still to keep from bucking onto it. Rennir had taught her much about the joys of anal sex but it had been a long time since she’d had a Viking cock in there. She would struggle to take Alrek’s.

  “So beautiful, so perfect. Every part of you begs to be filled. Esa, tell me now, do you need my cock? Tell me otherwise and I shall leave. We shall forget this ever happened.”

  “No, please. I need to filled, Alrek. I need your cock.”

  “Then you shall have it, sweet one.”

  The sudden intrusion of a thick finger shocked her. She was wet enough to take it easily but it had been so long since she’d felt anything other than her own slender fingers. She reared up to meet the strong thrust. He repeated the action and then added a second finger, stretching her.

  “You are tight, so very tight. You will feel amazing around my cock.”

  Esa could only mumble her agreement. Satisfaction, deeper than anything she could bring herself already stirred in her veins. Alrek used his other hand to slap her cunt lightly. The light blows stimulated her clit and her sex clamped down on the fingers now working harder and faster. She gripped her pillow when Alrek increased the speed. He appeared determined to take her to the edge and she went along eagerly. The hand that had been teasing her clit now came around and a finger pressed against her rosebud. She let out a sound of protest but her impending climax made it weak. However, he did not press in as expected. Just let the finger sit there, putting slight pressure on her tight hole. Her whole body pulsed and shuddered, pushed over the edge by the smallest touch and those two thick fingers. She collapsed fully and let out a long, low cry.

  Before she could recover, Alrek had flipped her over and now leaned over her. “Next time,” he promised. “I shall see your pleasure properly.”

  He skimmed a finger over her mouth. The scent of her arousal hung heavily upon his fingertips. “Taste yourself.”

  She darted a tongue out to sample the tangy cream. His look of desire had her circling his tips with her tongue before drawing one finger in. He snapped the fingers away suddenly.

  “You are greedy, woman,” Alrek declared then placed the finger into his own mouth. He moaned. “Tastes like ambrosia.”

  “I am greedy, Alrek,” she agreed. “Greedy for your cock. Please will you not fill me? Fuck me and take all I can give?”

  “I will. I shall. But, alas, I am greedy too.” With that, he dropped his head to her breasts and kissed his way between
them.

  His fair head against her skin made her body tight with need. Heat rolled through her, ignited by the fire in her belly. A fire only Alrek ever ignited now.

  He nipped her breasts and nipples. Even in the glow of the fire, she saw he had left light red marks on her pale skin. The vague notion he was marking her struck, but that could not be. Alrek would never claim just one lover, and certainly not her.

  “Esa, what saddens you?”

  Snapping out of her thoughts, she forced a smile. “Nothing, but I do not have your cock in me yet.”

  “I have not made you ready.”

  “Alrek, I am more than ready. Stretch me, take me, fill me. Please. I can wait no longer.” To punctuate her need, she scrabbled her nails over his shoulders and back in an attempt to draw him between her thighs.

  Coming up onto his arms, he hung over her. His hair trailed down like a curtain, shielding them from the world. His steel gaze bore into hers. Air trapped in her lungs. There would be no going back after this. Alrek seemed to want to communicate this with his serious expression. Esa suspected things would never be the same again once she’d felt his heat spearing into her.

  “You are too beautiful,” he told her. “I almost cannot bring myself to do it. You should be put upon a throne and looked at but never touched.”

  “Neinn, do not say that, Alrek. Never touched? Please, I cannot bear it.”

  “But I am a man and you are a woman in need,” he continued. “I would fulfil that need as a man should.”

  “Já.” She smoothed her hands over his shoulders and down to his rear. Cupping the firm muscle, she dug her nails in. “I am in need, Alrek. In grave need.”

  “I would fulfil that need,” he murmured again and Esa suspected he was talking to himself as he lowered onto her.

  His heavy weight and heated skin made her cry out his name. The crisp hair rubbing her nipples made her arch into him. With his weight supported on one hand, the other gripped around her thigh and pulled her further apart for him. The smooth tip of him brushed her wet heat and she nipped his neck in encouragement. He nudged against her and his rear tightened as he pressed forward. Though slick with desire, it had been so long since she’d had such a large cock in her, her body resisted. But it only made the pleasure more intense. She felt each inch of him slide into her, slowly and carefully.

  When fully buried in her, Alrek kissed her hard and began to move. She stared at the fierce warrior, drawn in by the emotion that seemed to sit behind his gaze. If he treated every lover like this, it was no wonder the woman of the village adored him so much.

  “Esa, you are so tight and wet. Your cunt is a perfect fit for me. I shall lose myself if I am not careful.”

  “Lose yourself then, Alrek. I care not.”

  She was lost already. Lost to a world of pleasure and something else—something warm and fulfilling. He picked up speed, thrusting into her with abandon. She met his movements with the clench of her hands and the raising of her hips. The straw of the bed crackled, the fire popped and the slap of skin against skin rang in her ears.

  Her orgasm hit suddenly. No sweet build awaited her. Just a large explosion of pleasure as he buried his large shaft so deep she might have felt him in her stomach. She clung onto him as he drew it out with several firm thrusts. Esa shuddered and closed her eyes when the pleasure clouded her vision. When she drew them open, she sucked in several breaths, grateful Alrek had not yet come. She longed to see it.

  Legs wrapped around him, she urged him on. “Come for me, my Viking warrior. I need your seed.”

  His tortured expression set her heart alight and she continued to run her hand over his slick muscles as his thrusts grew erratic. He tensed and she felt him pulse inside her. He groaned her name and pulled out. Hot spurts of cum spilled onto her belly and lower as he milked himself over her cunt. The sight of his sticky liquid on her skin and pussy sent thrills through her, yet she felt empty. She longed to be filled properly by him—a ridiculous thought for she could never have a child with him, no matter how much she longed for a babe.

  He collapsed next to her and cradled a breast in one large palm. His head rested in the crook of her shoulder and he appeared strangely vulnerable. His breaths grew heavy and the hand on her breast stilled. This was not what she’d expected when she’d offered herself to him. Her heart stretched for him—her good friend and now lover. The thought of him visiting another’s bed on the morrow sent shards of jealousy through her. And he appeared reluctant to leave her. She had anticipated him helping her clean up, dressing and leaving. Esa dreaded the moment but now he lay asleep, his fierce features relaxed and vulnerable.

  Esa drew in a long breath. She feared very much that their time together had done more than satisfy an urge. It had broken down her barrier and drawn the truth from her heart. She loved Alrek—a man who would never be truly hers.

  Chapter Three

  Alrek awoke to the sounds of gentle breaths and the feel of supple skin beneath his fingertips. He took a moment to get his bearings before drawing himself up onto an elbow. He studied Esa’s hair streaming against the furs and the delicate up tilt of her nose and lips. Colour still sat in her cheeks. A satisfied woman.

  At some point, she had wrapped the furs about herself but he did not think she had moved since their copulation. Did his seed still mark her? He had longed to spill inside her but he could not shame her by leaving her with child, no matter how much he longed to.

  Sweet Esa. She was so giving in bed. The perfect Viking woman. A fierce heart beat beneath that chest, he knew that much. Once she had decided she wanted him, she did not mask her desire and he admired that. Esa was not one to play games or to manipulate. Her only flaw was she had once been married to Rennir.

  Alrek shook his head. Had it not been for Rennir, he would have taken Esa for himself long ago, but that could not be. The woman still grieved and he was not good enough for the likes of her. While he might be useful to her in bed, he was not husband material.

  He slipped out of bed and set another log on the fire. Alrek dressed and peered out, relieved to see the rains had eased and night was upon them. The roof had held up and he was no longer needed here. He skimmed his gaze over the sleeping woman once more, regret stabbing into his gut. What he would not give to remain for the night, waking her with his cock and fingers, making her cry out into the night.

  Or maybe even stay forever.

  Before he could weaken, he crept out and headed back to his hut, near the bank of the river. He liked living there. He saw everyone who came and went. Nothing slipped past him and should anyone attack, he would be the first to greet them. They had been lucky to have witnessed little bloodshed. Ever since the expedition group went missing, they had been short on men to defend the village. One day, maybe they wouldn’t be so lucky. While the women thought him a bold warrior, he knew different. Age and his injury meant he was not as strong or as fast as he once was. Against many powerful foes, he would have little chance of defending the women and children of the community.

  He had finished making a fire when a light tap sounded at his door. He eased it open to see Yrsa standing outside.

  “Alrek,” she cooed. “I came to you earlier but the women said you were at Esa’s repairing her roof even though it has been raining for most of the day.”

  He opened the door and ushered her in. Yrsa was a beautiful woman with a bold tongue. She too had been widowed by the expedition but Alrek doubted she felt much devotion to her husband. She had approached him only a season or so after the men were declared gone for good. While he enjoyed his time with her, she left him feeling empty. Unlike Esa.

  “I did not know you intended to come to me this day.”

  “Alrek, you do not seem pleased to see me.” She pursed her lips. “It is Esa is it not?”

  “I do not know what you mean.”

  “You long for Esa. Did you lie with her this day? I do not know what else you could have been doing inside her hut for so
long.”

  “Yrsa,” he warned. He did not like the thought of Esa being subjected to the talk of the women.

  “It is all right, Alrek. Everyone knows of the devotion you feel for her.”

  “They do?” he spluttered. Even he hadn’t been sure of how he felt until he had laid with her. But after burying himself in her sweet, hot cunt, he knew for certain that he loved her with every part of his soul. And now not even the beautiful Yrsa could appease his need.

  “Esa deserves a good man and many children. By the gods, this village needs more boys. You would be wise to take her as yours and fill her. You do your duty to us every day yet you have not given our settlement any more sons and—” Yrsa smiled “—you deserve much happiness, Alrek.”

  “I am happy.”

  She shook her head and her smile tilted. “I shall miss you as a lover, Alrek. I wish you and Esa much happiness.”

  Alrek scowled and folded his arms. She opened the door and paused to brush a kiss across his lips.

  “You are a fine warrior, Alrek, and an even better lover. I shall pray to the Gods for sons for you.”

  He huffed. There would be no sons. Not with Esa and now he suspected he could not even take another lover. If Yrsa had figured him out, so would the other women and none would offer themselves to him again. Not that any of them appealed now. He leant against the doorframe and watched her go. A flash of something caught his eye, darting between the huts.

  With little time to think on it, he snatched his sword. His heart raced. Was it the enemy? Someone here to pillage and rape? He raced to the spot where he’d seen the figure. Up ahead in the gloom, he could just make out a figure. Alrek sprinted to catch up with the cloaked person. He snatched the fur and hauled them back. A feminine shriek rent the air as he slammed her against a hut wall.