Claimed by Her Viking Wolf

by Doris O'Connor

  “You are playing with fire, minn kona.” He ground the words out through clenched teeth. Kim hesitated for one second before she grinned and made a big show of studying his cock. It made that part of him harden further. The broad mushroom tip swelled and widened in preparation for the knot that bound their females to them in the act of copulation. The sight and feel of her little pink tongue darting out and laying a stripe of wet heat across the head of his shaft, made him want to howl in pleasure.

  “Kona, you need to be absolutely sure you want this, because once we start I shall not stop, until I’ve claimed and marked every part of you with my teeth and cum, used every one of your holes, and made you scream my name in pleasure until you pass out.”

  A whimper of need escaped his mate at his little speech. Her rapid breaths ghosted across his balls as she dipped her head and licked up the underside of his dick.

  Pleasure surged through him, as he moved his hand still covered by her digits to show her the pace he liked. She caught on quick, and disentangling his fingers from hers, he braced the wall for support with one hand while he buried the other in her hair and guided her mouth back to his cock. Seeing her comply and smile up at him, while she pumped his cock with both hands, her lips stretched wide over the head of his erection was fucking hot.

  Wet, hot, soft heat engulfed his staff, and Asger couldn’t help himself. Flexing his hips he pushed in deeper, seeking the relief only she could bring him. When he hit the back of her throat, the clenching of her muscles around the head of his cock, as she did her best not to gag, shot pleasure up his dick. He pulled back slightly, mindful of the orgasm that was already building at the base of his spine. Kim moaned and swallowed as his pre-cum released, and his peen grew longer, thicker. Hollowing out her cheeks she sucked hard as he thrust into her mouth. Kim grazed her teeth along his cock on his retreat until only his tip remained stretching her saliva slickened lips. Again and again she repeated the action, while sliding her hands up and down the rest of him too big to fit inside her mouth.

  “Fuck, Ja … vænn…” Asger lapsed into Norse, praising her efforts, as the pressure built. His claws ran out, slicing through the plaster on the wall he was braced against, and Kim gasped around his cock, when they must have also scratched her skull. A gasp that turned into a whimper of need, as she renewed her attempts to make him come. Clearly that bite of pain turned her on even more. The air grew thick with the musk of their combined arousal, and Asger didn’t miss the way Kim clenched her thighs together in rhythmic waves, as she sucked, hummed, and twirled her tongue around and under his foreskin and into his slit, until she got her prize. With a roar to shake the house, Asger allowed the pleasure of his release to claim him, dimly aware of the slight panic in his kona’s expressive eyes, as his knot enlarged to such a degree that it stretched her lips wide. He yanked her head back slightly, mindful of her need to breathe, and flooded that sweet haven with his seed. Nostrils flaring, Kim tried her utmost to swallow it all, yet a stream of pearly liquid escaped down her chin and into the cleavage of her top. His wolf howled his approval at seeing her thus marked. Only when the last spurts of his release had stopped, did Kim stop her frantic swallowing. Her eyebrows drew together in a frown, when she couldn’t get her lips past his massive knot at the base of his cock first. Darts of pain-filled pleasure shot up his dick at her attempts until, at long last, she managed to break free. With a muttered grunt, Asger pulled her to her feet. Hands on her ass he lifted her up until she was the right height to claim those luscious lips of hers, which had moments before been wrapped around his still semi-erect cock.

  Kim gasped into the kiss he gave her. A sense of rightness settled over him, as he tasted himself mixed in with her. It would take the mating bite to fully mix their scents, but no other shifter would doubt that this woman was claimed, and his.

  Wrapping her arms around his back and her legs around his hips, Kim opened to him. He tore his lips from hers.

  “Siga, minn kona.” Her head fell back at his muttered demand for her to yield to him. Asger continued to utter his affirmation that this woman was his as he followed the trail of his cum down her neck and into the apex of her cleft. The darkened hollow between her breasts called him to taste as he licked his cum off her skin, leaving little bites behind.

  By the time he worked his way back up to her mouth, those delicious soft orbs pressing their rock hard nipples into his chest were heaving with the force of Kim’s breathing, and his cock was standing fully to attention again.

  Time to take this to the next step, but for that he wanted her flat on a bed, preferably tied and entirely at his mercy. While they hadn’t discussed any of this, Asger had read enough of his kona’s books to be fairly certain that she would find that a huge turn-on. He would rely on his wolf’s senses and the connection they shared to steer him right.

  “Asger, please…” Kim’s passionate and breathless plea made him pull back to study her expression. He groaned as their gazes connected. The green of her eyes had darkened to the deepest moss in her arousal. Only a small ring remained around the blackness of her hugely dilated pupils. Kim bit her lips and tried to grind the heat of her cunt against his cock. He could feel the damp heat of her pussy through the clothing still covering that part of her. Asger grinned and shifted her higher up the wall, while he pulled back to enable him to slide one of his hands around her ass and under until he cupped her crotch.

  A need filled groan escaped Kim, and the fabric of her jeans turned damp under his palm.

  “So wet for me already, such a bad, bad girl, you are, minn kona.” Bending his head, Asger caught her resulting whimper in the kiss he gave her. Kimberly tried to grind herself further against his palm, and he grunted his disapproval. Breaking away, he slowly slid her to her feet. Kim whimpered when he bit down on the soft flesh of her lips with enough force to break the skin. Her fingernails dug into his biceps, and he licked the spots of blood away to appease his wolf. Rich and sweet, her life essence exploded on his tongue, and he laughed when she pleaded with him again.

  “On my terms, kona.”

  Chapter Nine

  Oh, sweet lord, she was going to combust in need if she didn’t come soon, whereas that blasted Viking wolf just stood there, brought his arms over his chest, and studied her.

  “Yes, anything, please. For the love of God, please fuck me, Asger.”

  By rights Kim ought to have been horrified of sounding like one of her heroines. However, the throbbing pulse between her legs left no room for doubt or false modesty. She wanted this man with every fiber of her being. While she couldn’t type sex scenes without blushing like a schoolgirl, with a very naked, very aroused Asger towering over her, it just felt natural to voice her desires. Her skin heated under his silent perusal, not in shame, but lust and need for this man. Having tasted him, been marked by him, she wanted to feel that cock plow into her pussy and make her his.

  A flutter of apprehension snaked up her spine at the thought of taking that huge cock in her cunt, let alone her ass. He had said he would claim all of her holes. The mere thought sent another rush of wet heat between her thighs. Her panties had long since given up any pretense of holding in her arousal, and her jeans were starting to feel damp and uncomfortable.

  “Anything, minn kona?” The deep, dark rumble of his voice washed over her. His eyes lit up in lust, and his nostrils flared when she nodded, and whispered her answer.

  “Yes, anything.”

  Asger stepped back, and disappointment burned a hole in her gut for the few seconds it took before he spoke again.

  “Then remove your clothing … ah … slowly.” He held his hand up and shook his head when she immediately made a hasty grab for the hem of her blouse, so Kim forced herself to slow down.

  Remembering a Burlesque Class she’d attended for research into a story a few years ago, she closed her eyes and swung her hips to imaginary seductive music. Kim ran her hands slowly up underneath the hem of her blouse, exposing minute amounts
of skin in slow motion, while continuing the sway of her hips.

  Asger’s sharp intake of breath spurred her on. Letting go of the blouse she ran her hands over her breasts, cupping each heavy mound until she could thumb her own nipples. Shivers of delight chased across her skin, and her clit contracted in need.

  A Norse curse made her open her eyes to find Asger had retreated to the stairs. Sitting down, with his legs spread wide, he watched her through hungry eyes, as he stroked his dick in slow moves mirroring the speed of her hands on her tits.

  Emboldened she danced closer, slowly unbuttoning her blouse until it fell from her shoulders, and she threw it across to him. Asger caught it with a grin, and the bra that followed.

  Seeing him lift the lacy contraption up to his nose and inhale deeply made Kim lose her stride. That was just so damn sexy, as was the way his cock jumped in his hand. The thick head glistened in pre-cum, and Kim licked her lips, desperate to taste him again.

  A deep rumble rose from Asger’s chest. She tore her gaze away from the sight of his cock, ran it up the ridges that made up his abdomen, over the ink gracing his side and chest into the bearded column of his neck, and the proud lines of this warrior’s face up to his softly glowing eyes.

  “Not that slow, kona. I want to see my cunt. I want to see it weep with its dew, ready for my tongue and my cock. I want to taste you, devour you, until your only thought is me. I want you.”

  “God, yes, please, I want that, too.”

  All finesse went out of the window as Kim unsnapped her jeans and yanked them down her legs, taking her sodden underwear with them. She stumbled in her haste to kick off her shoes and her jeans, and braced herself for impact. Instead of the floorboards coming to greet her, however, she found herself on the stairs draped over Asger’s knees. The first sharp slap of his hand on her ass cheeks stung like crazy.

  “Ow, what was—ow.”

  A second and third swat followed interspersed by the deep, menacing growl of his wolf. The vibrations of that sound trembled through her body and settled straight in her clit, so that the fourth, fifth, and sixth swats didn’t hurt. They set her ass on fire, for sure, but the pain added to her arousal. Again and again those blows came, until she lifted her butt into each one, and moaned her denial when he stopped. She was dimly aware of being lifted and the feel of the stairs carpet under her knees and forearms, as Asger moved her into position as though she weighed nothing. In this position cool air rushed across her swollen pussy lips.

  “So beautiful with your red ass, and wet, sweet cunt. I want you to scream when you come against my tongue, do you hear me, kona? All the way up these stairs, and if you’re a good girl, you will get my cock. If not…”

  Kim gasped and her knees buckled at the first bold swipe of Asger’s rough tongue along her exposed slit, and Asger chuckled into her swollen labia.

  “We will just have to start all over again.”

  Her clit quivered in need, and yet more of her juices trickled down the inside of her thighs. Asger lapped them up with an appreciative rumble, and then swatted her ass.

  “Start crawling up one step, kona. I want to be comfortable for my meal of fresh cunt.”

  Oh, good lord. Is he going to make me crawl up these stairs with him eating me out? I’m never going to survive this.

  Somehow she managed to follow that command, and several more licks of his far too talented tongue were her reward. Kim groaned and moaned as he took her up the rungs of arousal with every step they managed that way. When she slipped, his hands dug into her hips to hold her still, and seemingly satisfied with her, he renewed his efforts. Up and down her slit he lapped up her arousal. He nibbled and teased, and when he ran his tongue up to her anus and circled the tight ring of muscle, while simultaneously pushing two fingers into her wet channel, Kim did scream. Asger finger-fucked her with devastating precision, curling his digits until he found the spot designed to drive her wild with need.

  Kim tensed, shook, and then exploded as her orgasm burst from her with an intensity that took her breath away, as his tongue breached her anus. With her ass up in the air, her elbows on the stairs, and his broad shoulders supporting her body she was spread obscenely wide and unable to move—completely at the mercy of this man—as he wrung every last shudder out of her. Only then did he withdraw his fingers, and swatted her butt cheeks again several times in quick succession.

  “Start crawling, kona, if you want my cock. He’s mighty eager to sink into your body, but only if you do as you’re told.”

  Kim groaned and hung her head, gasping for breath. Trust her to end up with the Viking equivalent of a Dom. How on earth was she supposed to coordinate her limbs with the afterglow of that spectacular orgasm having liquefied her bones? Nonetheless she dutifully tried to heft herself up the stairs, wincing at the contact. She’d have carpet burn in the morning at this rate. Two more steps and a bite to her sore butt cheeks made her stumble, moments before Asger licked up her slit again. Kim tensed, as she recalled where that tongue had been moments before, and as though he read her mind, Asger ran his hands up and down her back in soothing circles, and withdrew.

  “Relax. Wolf shifter, remember, my tongue is clean. I would never harm you, minn kona.”

  The gentleness with which he lifted her head to make her look at him, as he went to his knees on the stairs behind her, brought tears to her eyes, and she hastily blinked them away when he frowned.

  “I know you wouldn’t. It’s just…”

  She let the words trail off, embarrassed to be having that conversation at all. Really what was wrong with her? Talk about killing the moment. Well, not for him. His cock was still as erect as ever, and seemed to point at her ass like some sort of Kim seeking missile. The thought made an almost hysterical bubble of laughter escape Kim’s chest, and Asger’s frown deepened when she didn’t seem able to stop.

  Before she knew what was happening, she was in his arms, cradled against his chest and he’d carried her through to her bedroom, where he sat down holding her.

  ****

  Asger had no idea what had just gone wrong, but he cursed himself all kinds of a fool anyway. By Odin why was she crying, or laughing, or was it both? If she had been anyone else, he’d have slapped her ‘round the head until she stopped this nonsense, but this was his kona, his válað, the one woman destined for him, and he could never treat her like that.

  Tanning her behind was all sorts of fun, but he could never hit her otherwise. That was simply wrong.

  “I’m sorry, forgive me, I’m just being silly.” The words uttered between hiccups soothed his worries somewhat. Asger grasped her chin to make her look at him. A soft sigh escaped her lips when he kissed the remnants of her tears off her face and then leaned across to pass her the glass of water she kept on her nightstand.

  Kim took it with a grateful smile and drained the whole thing in several deep swallows, before she passed it back to him.

  “Thank you, I needed that. I’m sorry.”

  She sounded utterly miserable when she spoke, and Asger stopped her fingers’ slow and far too arousing tracing of the scars on his torso. Innocent as the action ought to have been, his kona’s touch sent fire through his veins, and made his wolf restless. Until he spilled his seed in her cunt and preferably her ass, too, the animal would not rest. In truth his beast wouldn’t be happy until he had bitten her in the mating bite, but that would have to take place in his time, when he was capable of shifting.

  Another tear rolled off Kimberly’s face and fell on his abdomen where it led a fiery path down to his groin. His cock jumped in answer, and Kim looked up at him. It was the bright hope in her eyes, clouded with worry that made his chest tight with emotion and made him shake his head.

  “You do not need to apologize. It is perhaps I that should do that. Was I too hard on you? Too demanding? I forgot you’re human and fragile, and not used to the ways of my people.” He rubbed a hand over his beard, relieved to see her tentative smile.

 
“No, well, maybe a little, but I liked it. I was just being silly about … well … germs and … oh, I can’t believe I’m doing this.” She blushed bright red and hid her flaming cheeks behind her hands.

  Asger grasped her wrists away from her face and kissed her. Slowly, tenderly, so as to not to overwhelm her again. He could taste the salt of her tears, but also her desire. Taking the kiss deeper, he let himself drop backward on the bed, until she lay half on and half off him. Her scent increased again, and when she started to kiss him back, he flipped them over until it was her on her back and him on top. A hiss escaped him when she spread her legs, enabling him to settle in between them. The action brought his ever eager cock in far too close contact with her pussy, and he broke the kiss with a grunt.

  “Please, don’t stop. Take me. Make me yours.”

  Her whispered plea of permission made his wolf howl in delight, but he was determined to make this good for her. Asger was well aware that he was above average size, even for a wolf shifter, and unless his little human was as aroused as she could be, he was liable to hurt her.

  So, instead of driving his shaft straight into her delectable cunt, he shook his head, and got to his knees between her legs. He grinned at her pout, and taking her arms in his hands gently pushed them above her head until her fingers reached the slats of her head board. A gasp escaped his kona, when he yanked her whole body up a little, until he could curl her fingers through the gaps.

  “I do not want you to let go,” he said. “Understood?”

  His grin deepened when he looked down to see her watching him. Her breathing was back to fast, shallow exhales, which confirmed her arousal, as did the sight of the slight flush, which spread over her pale skin. Her nipples were hard little nubs pointing straight up at him, almost begging for some attention, and straddling her legs to immobilize her lower half, he scooted down until he was at the right height, closed his eyes and concentrated.