Her Viking Lovers

by J. A. Bailey

  The breeze coming from the sea flowed over him, the salty scent almost erased the aroma of Esa that seemed to stick to his skin. It was better this way. Elsa might claim she loved him but she would forget him soon enough after some attention from Rennir. He had been merely a diversion.

  Alrek paused to take in the sight of the bay stretching around. The weather was clear and the seas calm. He was making the right decision wasn’t he? He strode further along the cliff top and froze. His heart stuck in his throat.

  Boats.

  Raiders.

  There was no sign of the occupants of the boats which meant they had already made their way inland. To the settlement. And to Esa.

  Alrek turned and fell into a sprint. He recognised this sails. They were from a settlement to the north and Alrek had fought them before when their men had yet to head out on the expedition. The raiders were ruthless and the battle had not been easily won. With so few men, he feared there was no way they would be victorious this time. And he had left them to their fate

  He sprinted until his lungs ached. Each intake of air felt raw and ragged. Brandishing his sword, he released a cry when he reached the fields on the edge of the village and spotted several men trying to pin down one of the women, forcing her into the dirt.

  They turned and released the woman, attentions now on him. He cut the first down with ease—a quick slice across his throat. The second and third raiders came at him at once and he received a nick across his shoulder as he ducked their swings. He shoved his boot into the gut of one and whirled to drag his sword across the other’s chest. When his enemy fell to his knees, he faced the prone one and plunged his blade into him.

  Withdrawing his sword, he snatched the woman from the ground. “Hide,” he ordered before heading for the village.

  Chaos reigned. The few men left were still fighting but women screamed and children cried. He looked around for Esa or Rennir but saw no sign of them. A raider approached but Alrek killed him quickly enough, driven only by the need to protect the women he loved and the rest of their friends and family.

  He ran to her home, killing anyone who got in his way. When he kicked open the door, his heart dropped. Where could she be? And where was Rennir? He stepped outside and peered around. The other women had likely made for the safety of the hall and boarded themselves in there. Was she there?

  Alrek sprinted across the dry mud. Any enemy unfortunate enough to get in his way was dispatched to meet Odin. When he reached the hall, he released a breath. Esa was there, a shield and sword in hand. She guarded the doors with Yrsa and a few of the other women. As he ran over, several enemy tried to break through but the women beat them back with the kind of savagery he only expected from men. Apparently the women of the village were not as vulnerable as he had always thought.

  A look of relief washed over Esa’s face when he approached. “You are returned!”

  “Já. I saw the boats. I should not have left.” He glanced around. “Where is Rennir?”

  “I do not know. He was angry and he left too.”

  “Why was he angry?”

  “I confessed my love for you, Alrek.”

  Alrek cursed. They had both failed Esa and the other women by letting their emotions get the better of them. He brushed a hand briefly across Esa’s cheek. “Come now, we must see off the invaders. Yrsa, can you and the others defend the hall?”

  The woman grinned. “Of course, Alrek.”

  “Esa, come with me,” he ordered.

  She shifted the shield and nodded. They ran at the invaders together, first killing those who were out in the open. Though he knew Esa had been a great warrior once, he still split his attention between his enemy and her. He need not have worried. She must have spent time practicing with a sword and likely her foe underestimated her, giving her an advantage. She fought with such bravery, his heart swelled with even more love—if that was possible.

  They began flushing out the raiders from the huts. The remaining men joined them and together they either killed or ran off the enemy. Covered in blood and sweat, elation surged through his veins when the last man was killed. He drew Esa into a tight hold and kissed her fiercely. She grinned back but her smile quickly dropped.

  “I did not see Rennir. He is not amongst the dead surely?”

  “Neinn, Rennir would not be killed by such an unskilled rabble. No doubt they underestimated us and thought they could send their weakest warriors.”

  Her eyes rounded. “You think they shall send more?”

  “After that slaughter? Neinn. Do not fear, Esa. I will not leave and you shall come to no harm. Rennir must have been far away and will be safe.”

  “I fear he shall not return. It has not been easy for him to come back after so long. I know he thinks me vastly changed.”

  Alrek pulled her into his embrace. “From what I can see, you are not so changed. Rennir will see that.”

  “And what of you, Alrek? I cannot stand to see you leave again.”

  He peered down into her beautiful blue eyes. “I do not know, but I will not leave again. If I must, I will be only a friend to you, for your friendship is surely worth it. Now, go wash while we carry away the dead.”

  Esa nodded and pressed a kiss to his cheek before heading off to the river to wipe away the blood on her skin.

  Alrek watched her go, the elation slightly dulled. He still did not know how they would continue on from this. Rennir knew of their love and now he was gone. For good? Alrek could not feel happy about that. Regardless of what had happened between him and Esa, Rennir was like a brother to him. He loved them both.

  Chapter Eight

  As Esa washed away the blood and grime, she closed her eyes and attempted to forget the slaughter that had taken place. They had been lucky to lose few men. She felt no pity for their enemy. They had died valiant deaths.

  She froze at the sound of footsteps behind her. She glanced around for her sword but it was out of reach on the bank of the stream. Whirling, she released a cry when Rennir rushed over to her and bundled her into him.

  “You are safe.”

  “Já, I am safe.” She sagged into his hold as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “As are you.” Esa drew back to peer up at him. “I thought you might be dead.”

  “Neinn. I was a fool for leaving you. I came across several raiders on the headland and fought them there then returned as soon as I could. I failed you, Esa, yet you are safe.”

  “Alrek returned,” she said quietly. “He fought alongside us.”

  Rennir nodded. “I see. And I also see that you have been fighting. You are not hurt?”

  “Neinn. These raiders were not seasoned fighters and were easy enough to defeat.”

  A smile quirked on his lips. “It seems you are still my warrior woman.”

  “I am, Rennir. I may want different things—a family, a quiet life—but I am still the same woman in my heart.”

  “I see that now. I was so concerned with things returning to the way they were but I see now that you cannot go back, only forward.”

  Esa lifted her chin. “And what of Alrek?”

  “What—?”

  Esa screamed as Rennir sagged suddenly to the ground, revealing a group of three raiders. They grinned at her.

  “Thought you had defeated us, pretty woman?” the older one jeered. “We are not so easily scared by women and limping men as the others. And now we have no riches to show for our work. So we shall take you, I think.”

  The other men nodded in agreement. Esa gulped and glanced around. Rennir remained out cold, a trickle of blood leaching from behind his head. There would be no rescue. Probably she would be sold into slavery. She screamed for help. Running was not an option. She would not leave Rennir. The other two men snatched an arm each while the white haired one closed the gap. His acrid breath washed over her and she shuddered.

  “You shall pay dearly for the men you killed,” he promised.

  A battle cry sounded behind her and the old V
iking’s eyes widened. Esa was released and she dropped to the ground beside Rennir as Alrek swung at them. Fear hammered in her heart when the three raiders drew up their swords. In spite of his injury, Alrek fought with great savagery. Only the older man was a match for him—likely due to experience for Esa knew he could not be as strong as Alrek.

  Rennir groaned and she shook him frantically as Alrek and his enemy clashed again. Alrek drew blood from his assailants arm but he was repaid with a small slice to the cheek that had Esa crying out.

  “Rennir, awaken. Please,” she begged.

  He groaned again and peeled open his eyes. He narrowed his gaze and pushed himself up. “Esa?”

  She glanced at the two men. Alrek was tiring, his leg injury revealing itself in his movements. “Quickly, Rennir. Alrek needs your help.”

  Shaking his head, Rennir climbed swiftly to his feet and snatched up his sword. As Alrek parried a blow from the enemy, Rennir sliced from behind and caught the man across the back. As the man screamed and arched in pain, Alrek plunged his blade into his foe’s chest. Both Vikings kicked the white haired man down.

  Esa let her shoulders sag. Rennir and Alrek stared at the enemy and then each other.

  “I thank you, Rennir.” Alrek put a hand to his friend’s shoulder.

  “And I you, Alrek. They would have surely hurt Esa had you not come along when you did.”

  “It seems we work well together.”

  Esa came to her feet and swiped the dirt from her skirts. She slipped between the two men and eyed them both. “What now?”

  ***

  On her knees, legs spread, Esa waited. She kept her eyes closed—as commanded. Naked, covered in oil, her hair braided ornately around her head, she continued to wait. Her pulse pounded in her ears and the fire crackled and hissed. The door opened and footsteps sounded. Her breaths quickened.

  Esa gasped when two hands came around from behind to cup her breasts. She arched into the hands.

  “Be still, Esa,” Rennir warned.

  More hands came upon her, this time caressing her thighs. She moaned as fingers worked up to the apex of her thighs.

  “Já, be still,” Alrek agreed. “We have many plans for you.”

  Her heart warmed at the feel of her lovers’ hands on her. Both men worked so beautifully together. It was hard to believe she had ever been without either one of them. Now they had come to a perfect arrangement. Both shared her bed and her heart. While they sometimes had their disagreements, the good times always far outweighed the harder times. With two strong, capable and caring Vikings looking after her, she never feared for her safety and the village thrived under their leadership.

  Alrek’s intrepid fingers brushed her folds and she widened her legs. His mouth met hers but only his tongue plunged in as she wished. His fingers taunted her with soft strokes while he carefully avoided her clit and needy hole.

  Rennir’s lips met her neck and he kissed his way down to her shoulder and up to nip at her lobe. She shuddered as tingles spread through her and he rolled her nipples into tight buds. Alrek leaned close and pressed his mouth to hers, his tongue seeking her own. She kissed him eagerly, the sweet warmth a balm to Rennir’s continuing nips and bites to her neck.

  Then he withdrew and something soft brushed her lips. She darted her tongue and tasted the salt of Alrek’s pre-cum.

  “That’s it, my love. Taste Alrek’s cock. Part those lips so I can see him fucking your mouth.”

  Her answering moan was cut off when Alrek thread his cock between her lips. She loved how Rennir had taken to commanding her in the bedroom, especially when he commanded her to pleasure Alrek. And by the feel of Rennir’s pulsing cock at her back, he loved it too.

  Rennir’s hands left her and she heard a shuffle. Alrek withdrew his cock from her mouth. “Look at us, Esa,” Alrek ordered.

  She stared up at the two men. Crisp golden hair and so much muscle filled her vision. Gilded by the glow of the fire, the dips and shadows on their body were brought out in contrast. Both looked down at her with such love she thought her heart might burst. They offered her their erections and flicked a greedy look between them.

  Licking her lips, she sucked the head of Rennir’s cock in and bobbed her head a few times before turning to Alrek’s. She continued this pattern until her jaw began to ache and both men’s breathing grew heavy. The tangle of fingers in her hair sent need straight to her cunt.

  “That’s enough now, Esa.” Rennir took away his cock and both men coaxed her to her feet.

  Alrek turned her around and bent her over while Rennir smoothed his hands across her rear. “What say you, Alrek? Is our woman ready? Spread yourself for us, my love.”

  Esa did as he bid and spread her arse cheeks for them. She felt hot breaths near her arse. Though she could only just see them both behind her, she knew Alrek was peering closely at her holes. A swipe of his tongue over her sex confirmed this. He probed her cunt, gathering her juices and swirling them over her arsehole.

  “Já, I would say she is ready.”

  Fingers pushed and probed, filling her cunt then her tight hole. She gasped at the twin sensations. They had been leading up to this, gradually getting her used to something in her arse again. Already she couldn’t wait to feel the thick length of a cock invading her arse.

  “Oh please,” she cried as they worked their fingers in tandem.

  Her body clamped down on the fingers and warmth built between her legs.

  “Touch yourself.” Rennir’s voice came out harsh.

  She obeyed, dropping her hand straight down to her clit and rubbing it. Sparks of pleasure gathered between her legs and the two men began to work their fingers more vigorously. Her skin heated and her head span as she tried to stay on her feet while they played with her body. Just as she reached the edge, their fingers left her and she blew out a disappointed breath.

  Rennir laughed. “Have we disappointed you, my love? Never fear, you shall get your pleasure, but only with both of our cocks buried in you.”

  Alrek chuckled too. “We had better not leave her waiting. Our warrior woman looks a little angry.”

  She straightened and shook her head, placing her hands on her hips. “I could never be angry at you two but Alrek is right. Do not leave me waiting.”

  Rennir shook his head and grinned before lying on the bed. “Come and ride me, my little Viking warrior. Alrek shall take you from behind.”

  “Já, are you ready to take two cocks, Esa?” Alrek asked, smoothing his hands over her shoulders and kissing her neck.

  “I have been ready for some time now!” she exclaimed as arousal built again. They had been teasing her with this moment for weeks now.

  Offering her a hand, Rennir helped her straddle him. She sank straight down and they both moaned as his shaft penetrated her. She felt the straw mattress dip and Alrek’s strong body settled behind her. He smoothed the oil from her skin over her hole but he did not need to. She was more than ready.

  The soft head of his shaft brushed her puckered hole and he began to push. Rennir gazed up at her, awe filling his expression as Alrek’s cock worked past the tight ring. Esa struggled to breathe, the sensation of two cocks in her unlike anything she’d ever felt. Her body tingled and pulsed. Alrek slid all the way in until his balls brushed her skin and she gulped. She felt on the edge of the precipice. Once they started moving, she feared her head might explode from so much pleasure.

  Rennir started moving first, tentatively thrusting up into her. Then Alrek followed suit with slow withdrawals and deep plunges. She moaned their names and cried out to the gods as they set up a rhythm. Alrek must have become confident she could take it as he began to thrust harder. So much cock inside her…

  “Esa, you have never looked more beautiful,” Rennir panted.

  Alrek groaned from behind her and gripped her shoulders. “You should see her from here, Rennir.”

  Esa imagined what she must look like with two cocks impaling her and sparks lit in her
mind. The slow heat gathering ignited and built to a crescendo. Shuddering, she dug her nails into Rennir’s chest as both men pounded into her, rocking her back and forth between them. Her body pulsed with little aftershocks and Alrek’s cock tightened inside her.

  He gripped her hips and with one last, heavy lunge, he filled her. The warm heat startled her and she froze as it sent new sensations rolling through her. He rocked several more times, kissed her back and rolled off. Rennir took the opportunity to pound himself vigorously into her. She cried out to the rafters and exploded a second time when his cock hit that special spot over and over. He spilled inside her while her orgasm still raged.

  Esa slumped over Rennir and he kissed her face as he moved gently inside her. Alrek came to lie beside them and Rennir lifted her boneless body to slide her in between them.

  “How was that, little warrior woman?” Rennir asked.

  “Wonderful.” She sighed.

  “I think we have worn her out,” Alrek said, laughing.

  “Never!” she protested, though her eyes drifted shut. Nestled between the two men she loved, her chest swelled with warmth. “I would take your cocks again and again.”

  “See, Rennir, she is a warrior woman through and through,” Alrek pointed out before kissing her.

  Rennir nodded. “She is indeed. Our warrior woman.”

  Esa smiled and cupped their cheeks in either hand. A warrior woman she might be, but now she had two strong, loving Vikings to look after her heart and she knew they would take care of it well.

  The End

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