by Eva Brandt
Mathias wasn’t immune to it and he was just as drawn to her as I was. It distracted him so much he didn’t immediately follow the rest of her commands. Halvar took advantage of this opening to steal Dahud’s attention from us.
Using his claws and supernatural speed, he freed himself from his clothes. In the blink of an eye, he was naked and on the bed, while Mathias and I were still staring like idiots.
“With your permission, Princess Dahud,” he whispered, “I’ll take over from here.”
She blinked in surprise, having obviously not expected his competitive behavior. She must’ve understood where Halvar was going with it, because her lips twisted into a tiny grin. “Permission granted,” she said, and her imperious tone sounded a little amused.
As Halvar pulled Dahud in for a kiss, Mathias and I shared a look. Nodding to one another, we rushed to get rid of our remaining clothing. I didn’t consider Halvar a threat for Dahud’s affections, but that didn’t mean I wanted to be left out.
By the time Mathias and I were naked, Halvar had already progressed to nibbling on her throat and massaging her full breasts. Despite his previous words, he’d left plenty of room for me and Mathias to join in.
Had I thought he didn’t know what I wanted? Clearly I must’ve lost my mind.
I took advantage of Dahud’s distraction to spread her legs.She was so wet, and my mouth watered at the sight of her glistening pussy lips. She was practically begging for my touch. I had no reason to deny her or myself, so I buried my face between her creamy thighs and licked over her folds. The flavor of her juices exploded on my taste buds, sharp and electrifying.
Dahud let out a cry of pleasure. “Thrand! Oh… Yes, yes, please!”
She didn’t need to beg, not ever. I was here to follow her commands, to serve her and fulfill her every wish. I was here to give her pleasure, with my body, with my heart, and with my sword.
As I thrust my tongue into her wet channel, I caught sight of Mathias moving up and taking position on Dahud’s other side. Other than his erection, he displayed no sign that he was as affected by the moment as the rest of us. And yet, when he pressed his lips to Dahud’s, I felt an echo of something powerful and ancient stir inside me. Was it the same magic that had shattered Dahud’s curse? Maybe. I wasn’t sure, but I embraced it, unafraid and lost in the temptation of my new wife.
I wanted to be inside her so badly it hurt, to make that connection deepen, to feel it tighten around my heart and never let me go. But even now, I was aware that Dahud was still an innocent when it came to sex. It would be better if we made her come at least once before we could focus on our own needs.
Dahud had other ideas. When Mathias broke their kiss, her magic exploded over us, sharp and demanding. “I want your cock. Don’t make me wait.”
From her words, it wasn’t obvious who she was talking to. But I felt her focus on me anyway, and I knew what I had to do.
Maybe she’d sensed my need too, or maybe her desires echoed mine, but I couldn’t have denied her to save my life. I pulled my mouth away from her pussy and met her gaze. Licking my lips, I said, “Of course, Your Highness.”
Dahud didn’t give me the chance to fulfill her command. With a strength that belied her small stature, she pushed me back onto the bed. As I fell, she crawled on top of me, grinning like a predator. “I think we’ve all waited long enough. Too long, maybe.”
She straddled me, positioning her pussy over my hard dick. She didn’t bother with setting up a slow pace or anything like that. Instead, in a single hard motion, she impaled herself on my cock.
She was so tight that for a few seconds, I thought I would come on the spot and utterly embarrass myself. If I didn’t, it was only because of the way she tensed the moment I was inside her. She didn’t gasp or make any other sound of discomfort, but I sensed her pain anyway.
I clutched her hips, feeling awkward and inadequate, hating that any part of me had hurt her on such a precious night. Yes, I knew this sort of thing was normal for women to experience when they were deflowered, but a part of me still wanted to protect her.
Once again, I badly underestimated my wife. As I lay there, trying to come up with a method to make her more comfortable, she pinned me with a ferocious gaze. “You too,” she croaked out. “I want you inside me too.”
Even if she was looking at me, she was speaking to Halvar and Mathias. I almost couldn’t believe my ears. How in Odin’s name had we gotten so lucky?
Halvar and Mathias didn’t ask her if she was sure. Like me, they sensed it wouldn’t be an inquiry Dahud would welcome. “Do you have oil?” Halvar asked instead, already reaching for her ass.
The practicality of the question anchored us. Dahud’s voice was calmer and more sedate when she replied. “Check the drawer. I prepared beforehand.”
Just the fact that she’d made such preparations was almost too much for me to withstand. “What else did you prepare for, my queen? What else do you want us to do to you?”
“Anything and everything,” she replied. Her voice spun around me like a silken web of damnation and I fell deeper into her eyes, into the scent and heat of her desire.
Halvar had a little more coherence than me, enough, at least, that he was capable of finding the oil. I wasn’t sure how he managed this. Dahud distracted me too much for me to be able to focus on anything else. Before I knew it, he was sliding his fingers inside her ass, whispering, “Relax. Just enjoy it, Dahud.”
It wasn’t that simple to take something up one’s ass. I knew that from personal experience. For a few seconds, she seemed to have as much trouble as I once had. But then, Mathias joined in and brought his cock to her mouth. He buried his fingers in her long hair and directed her head toward his erection.
She happily went along with it, trying to take as much of him into her mouth as she could. She had no experience, so she choked at first, but she was nothing if not determined. She kept trying, sucking harder and harder, letting out muffled moans as she tortured Mathias’s cock.
Mathias had obviously not expected this. Lines of strain appeared on his face as he struggled with the onslaught of sensation.
It would’ve been hilarious if I hadn’t been in the exact same position. Her pussy muscles rippled as she tried to ride me and suck him at the same time. My vision blurred, my whole world being consumed by this beautiful seiðkona who had stolen my heart without even trying.
Just when I’d thought things couldn’t get any better, Halvar proved me wrong. With Dahud focused on us, he finished preparing her. When he replaced his fingers with his cock, I thought I was going to die and ascend to Valhalla.
It would not be a death on the battle field, but maybe it still counted, since it would be in the service of my queen.
I didn’t die, nor did I lose consciousness. A feeling of utter rightness erupted over me, shattering all the barriers between me, Dahud, Halvar, and Mathias. It was beyond unexpected. Halvar and I had shared women a few times before. I’d enjoyed every single experience, but it had never felt like this. And then, there was Mathias. We should’ve found it a little more awkward to be with him, but somehow, he fit right in.
We still gave Dahud a few seconds to adjust. Fortunately, Dahud still believed what she had earlier—that we’d waited long enough. Her hands landed on my chest and her fingernails dug into my flesh as she urged me along. She tightened her muscles further around me and Halvar, drawing pained groans out of both of us. At the same time, she continued pleasuring Mathias with her mouth, although she alternated her previous hard suction with teasing licks.
Despite our resolve, there was only so much of this torture we could take. Halvar snapped first, the beast inside him drawn out by Dahud’s natural allure. Snarling, he began to move at a ferocious pace. I easily fell into a rhythm that matched him, and between the two of us, we made sure Dahud was never empty.
Dahud’s magic responded to our outburst. Her body began to glow gold again and electricity crackled over my skin, making m
y hair stand on end. Something in the room shattered and I could’ve sworn the ground started to shake. Was that the sound of thunder rumbling in the distance? Maybe not. Maybe it was just my heart, beating so quickly it threatened to burst out of my chest.
As the four of us moved together, the pleasure rose higher and higher, as did the intensity of Dahud’s magic. At one point, my lungs seemed unable to draw in air, but I didn’t mind. Spots started dancing in front of my eyes and I tasted blood in my mouth. It didn’t bother me. I moved faster, needing to be deeper inside Dahud, so deep that nothing could separate us.
When we finally fell over the edge, the explosive strength of the moment broke me and rebuilt me anew. Dahud was the one to come first and her orgasm echoed into us, through her body and her magic. Sparks of fire and electricity danced through the air as her pussy and her ass tightened around me and Halvar. We were disciplined warriors, but no one, no matter how determined, could’ve resisted that. Halvar didn’t have a chance, and his climax was so powerful I could see his body start to change while he was still inside her. He stayed human, but only because the transformation process wasn’t easy to go through.
Meanwhile, Mathias tightened his hold on Dahud’s hair so much his knuckles went white. The strange pendant around his neck glowed almost as brightly as Dahud did. I hadn’t noticed it before. Odd.
I fully intended to ask him about it, but the thought drifted from my mind, swept away in the rush of overwhelming sensations. I didn’t know how long the whole thing lasted, but by the time it was over, my entire existence had rearranged to accommodate Dahud.
Halvar moved away first, then Mathias followed his example, his spent cock sliding out of Dahud’s mouth. Dahud slumped on top of me, breathing hard, her face flushed and her sweaty hair curling around her sharp cheekbones.
I pulled out too, but I refused to let her go. Instead, I rolled her around and held her in my arms, petting her hair. “You’re amazing, you know that?” I asked.
Dahud snorted. “Not nearly as amazing as I need to be. I have to do better if I’m going to defeat Rome.”
I hadn’t expected our conversation to go in this direction, but Dahud had her priorities, so maybe it wasn’t a big surprise either. I smiled, finding her determination both humbling and endearing. I wasn’t sure I’d have had the strength to prepare for a war against Rome had I been in her shoes.
“You’re doing great so far,” Mathias said, kissing her bare shoulder. “I know you’re concerned about that whole business with the curse, but it’s broken now.”
I nodded. “You’re one step away from taking the throne from your father. Once we prove ourselves a little more to your people, we can start your campaign against the Empire.”
“You’ll stand by me, won’t you?” she asked. “I need you to stand by me.”
We’d already promised her we’d do that, more than once. We’d sworn it when we’d first sealed the deal between us and earlier today, at the wedding. But if for whatever reason, she deemed it necessary to ask again, I didn’t mind reassuring her. “Always. Forever. For as long as I live and into eternity.”
“For as long as I live and into eternity,” Halvar repeated, taking her hand.
“For as long as I live and into eternity,” Mathias echoed us.
The promise settled over us like a thick blanket, comforting, if a little suffocating. The pendant around Mathias’s neck glowed brighter, but it didn’t bother me anymore. We weren’t the only ones who uttered that vow.
“For as long as I live and into eternity,” Dahud whispered. When coming from her lips, the words sounded even stronger, like a potent wine I could easily get intoxicated on. I kissed her again, tasting her strength and pleasure on my tongue. And when we unavoidably succumbed to our shared desire once more, we forgot about conquering the world and focused on something far simpler, the rightness of our new connection.
Echoes of Magic
Dahud
The morning after my wedding, I woke up feeling sore in all the right places, content, and yet, somehow, confused. I cracked my eyes open and found myself meeting Mathias’s earnest gaze. “Good morning, my queen,” he said with a smile. “How are you feeling?”
“A little achy,” I admitted. “It’s strange.”
Due to my powers, my wounds always healed quickly. I could get hurt, of course, but my injuries closed shortly after I got them. I wondered if this was a side-effect of Thrandur having broken the curse.
Mathias scowled. “Should we be concerned?”
“Concerned about what?” Thrandur asked. I turned, only to see him and Halvar approach the bed. Halvar was carrying a tray laden with foodstuffs. I got up on my haunches and arched a brow. “Did you just chase off my maids?”
“We want to hoard your attention for a little while longer,” Halvar replied. He set the tray down and knelt on the bed, sweeping his hand over my naked skin. “Seriously, though, are you all right? Were we too rough?”
His touch made tongues of fire lick over my skin, chasing away the slight ache. “Looks like that’s a no,” I said with a chuckle. “Maybe I just wanted to feel the pain a little longer.”
I hadn’t realized it until the discomfort was gone. I was a practical woman and I’d never deemed myself someone who enjoyed pain. But my lovers were quickly teaching me a lot of things about myself that I hadn’t known were true. My body craved more of the addicting sensations they’d stirred inside me the night before.
Thrandur’s eyes flashed silver as he took in the meaning of my words. “Be careful, Dahud. We’re trying to be doting husbands this morning, but you’re making it very difficult.”
I smiled wickedly at him. “I didn’t realize my idea of doting differed so much from yours.”
“It doesn’t and you know it.” Mathias wrapped his arms around me, massaging my breasts from behind. “Go on. Show us then. What do you want?”
I didn’t need to be told twice. Leaning against his chest, I spread my legs, exposing my nether regions for their pleasure. As Halvar and Thrandur watched, I reached down and fondled myself, allowing my fingers to explore the sensitive bundle of nerves that made me feel so good when I touched it. “Here. I want you to touch me here. I want your mouth.”
I didn’t know what the spot was. None of my lessons had mentioned such an area in my body. Once I’d gotten over my nerves, I’d looked forward to my wedding night because I’d liked the idea of having my husbands inside me. But I’d missed some very important facts, and now that I knew, I needed to use this information to the best of my…
My train of thought came to an abrupt halt when Halvar crawled between my legs and kissed the inside of my thighs. His beard tickled my sensitive skin, but it felt strikingly pleasant instead of distracting. “Your wish is my command, my queen.”
He took my hand first, sucking my already slick fingers in a teasing caress that was only a promise and a hint of what was to come.
I frowned at him, although anger couldn’t have been further from my mind. “Don’t dawdle now, Halvar. Get to it.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. Throwing me a wicked smirk, he followed the orders he’d received and thrust his tongue into my wet pussy.
I couldn’t have maintained my composure to save my life, but neither was I satisfied. I was well aware that even if we were married, Halvar and Thrandur still had feelings for one another. They hadn’t even kissed in my presence.
They might not even realize what they were doing, but I refused to endanger their relationship. Now was the perfect time to fix it.
Thrandur bent over my chest and took one of my nipples in his mouth. When he wriggled his tongue around the sensitive bud, I almost gave up on my previous decision. But no, I couldn’t do that. This was for their own good.
I grabbed Thrandur’s hair, stopping him from doing anything else. “Not me,” I said huskily. “Him. Fuck him.”
Halvar and Thrandur were so taken aback by my command that they both stopped what they were
doing. Halvar lifted his head, all signs of his confident demeanor having disappeared. “Dahud?”
“I want you to be together,” I said, annoyed that I had to clarify myself. “So fuck him.”
Mathias grabbed me and spun me around with almost irritating ease. I landed on all fours, at which point I understood exactly what he had in mind. “Go ahead,” he said, as he positioned his dick against my pussy. “Take what you need.”
Thrandur and Halvar shared a look. Then, they seemed to make a decision. “It will be my honor to give you what you want, my prince,” Halvar said.
Thrandur crushed his mouth to Halvar’s in a kiss that made me breathless just at witnessing it. It was as brief as it was devastating, and when he pulled away, he said, “You always do.”
Without another word, he buried his fingers in my hair and nudged my lips with his cock. The night before, I hadn’t gotten the chance to suck him. I was more than happy to fix that terrible oversight.
As Thrandur slid his prick into my mouth, Mathias buried his cock inside my pussy. When they started to move, the pace was slow, almost gentle. I closed my eyes, perfectly content with becoming the vessel of their pleasure, at least for now.
This was only the beginning, the silence before the storm. I knew there was so much more waiting for me.
My guess was confirmed mere seconds later, when Halvar thrust inside Thrandur. I couldn’t see him, of course, but I felt the echo of the motion as it shoved Thrandur’s dick deeper into my mouth. I almost choked, but I didn’t mind. My magic buzzed under my skin, drawn out by their lust for me and for one another.
The time for teasing caresses and conversation was over. I moaned around Thrandur’s cock, needing them to fuck me like they meant it.
