by Lexi Lane
“I enjoyed our time together on the boat.” He reached for a bar of soap, wetting it, working up a sudsy lather. He glanced at Maya. She was as still as a rabbit, her eyes taking in every move he made.
“Your body tells me more than your words, girl. Your words tell me no, but your body says yes, and very loudly.” He reached down, running his soapy hands over his flat stomach, down his thighs, cradling his cock and balls in his hands. He stroked himself slowly, glancing up at Maya. All her attention was focused on watching his hands, her lips parted, her chest rising and falling rapidly, as his cock grew harder, longer.
“Yes, your body tells me much more than your words,” he whispered. He turned toward the basin, rinsing the soap from his cock, quickly washing the rest of his body, reaching for a rough rag to dry himself. He turned back to Maya, his skin glowing from the cold water and brisk rub with the rag.
“Let’s see what else your body has to say.” He walked deliberately to where she sat, her face flushed as she looked up at him. He could see a tiny pulse beating along the curve of her jaw, where the tender skin was almost white. Sitting down beside her, he leaned forward, running his tongue over that spot, feeling her pulse fluttering beneath his lips. She offered no resistance, her head tipping to the side.
“I’m going to untie you, girl. Do not think you can run fast enough to escape. The door is barred with heavy oak and there is a man standing guard outside. You would not get far. And I would hate for you to come to any harm.” He bent to the ties that held her hands, undoing them and then releasing her feet.
He gently chafed her wrists; Lars had bound her tightly, or she had been struggling against her ties, and there were red rings marking the white skin.
In a sudden movement, he lifted her from her pallet. He stood her briefly on her feet, pulling the dark blue dress over her head, before laying her down on the wool blanket on his bed. He’d taken care not to hang his weapons in their customary place above his bed, not wanting to risk her cutting his throat while he was distracted. This girl was not to be trusted.
Alek took a moment to look down on her, lying naked in his bed. Her breasts were firm and round, the nipples a dark rosy color against her pale skin. Her waist narrowed and then her hips curved out gently, her stomach flat until the slight mound covered by the dark blonde hairs between her thighs. All in all, she was perfect. And she was all his.
He crawled into the bed, lying down next to her. She tensed, lying rigid as he ran his hands slowly over her body, gently caressing her neck, feeling the pulse quicken beneath his fingers. His fingers found her breasts, again circling one nipple, watching it pucker and harden; apparently this was a weakness. He leaned forward, licking and kissing her breast, flicking his tongue over the tight nipple.
Beneath his mouth and hands, he felt Maya’s body shudder. This time he knew it was not from cold; the longhouse was warm and comfortable. This was truly from arousal; her body did not lie. For many minutes he moved between her breasts, licking and sucking, gently teasing her nipples with his teeth. Soon her legs were moving restlessly on the bed and she lifted one hand to wind her fingers in his long hair. He tensed briefly, waiting for some violent movement on her part, but she only sought to hold him closer to her. Looking up at her face, he saw her eyes were closed, lips parted, heard her softly sighing. Emboldened by her apparent acceptance, he moved his body, lying between her legs, his hard cock brushing against her thigh.
At the touch of his cock against her skin, Maya yanked at Alek’s hair, pulling him away from her breast. He looked up sharply, seeing the anger return to her eyes.
“Your mind…” he tapped his forefinger between her eyes “…is telling you no. But your body…” he lowered his head, licking one hard dark nipple “…is telling you yes. Why go against nature, girl? Relax. It will be better for both of us if you do.”
She glared down at him. “My maidenhead is not yours for the taking. It’s mine for the giving, and I’ll not be giving it to some barbarian savage.” She struggled beneath him, but he easily held her down. He rested one hand on the bed, looking down at her.
“Well, in a perfect world, I suppose that would be true. But in this world, your father swore an oath and swore it on your maidenhead.” He felt Maya tense beneath him. “And then he broke his oath. For that, you’re here and he’s dead. Would you rather his fate?”
“Rot his soul, he got what he deserved.” Her words were laced with bitter venom.
“He’d have sold your marriage to some other village chieftain’s son, do you not know that? Selling it or giving it, either way, you’d not have had much say. It may lie between your legs…” he slid his hand between her thighs, pinching the warm tender skin, making her flinch “…but it was your father’s to sell as chieftain. Or, in this case, his to lose through poor judgment.” Alek was growing weary of this argument. He enjoyed a good bit of conversation, but not when his cock was hard and a virgin lay beneath him.
“Give it up, girl. You’ve been dealt a bad hand by your father; make the best of it.” He leaned down, kissing the tender skin where her pulse beat fast. He heard her take a breath, and before she could speak, he clamped a hand over her mouth. He rose above her suddenly, looking down into her panic-widened eyes.
“Enough talk!” His voice was harsh. He felt Maya go completely still beneath him. And in the next instant, she bit down on the soft mound of skin at the base of his thumb.
Alek pulled his hand back, looking at it in shock. A perfect circle of teeth marks was visible, a small trickle of blood running down his wrist. He held his hand toward Maya, watching as she cringed away from him.
“You’re a fighter, no doubt. And now that you’ve spilled my blood, I’m going to spill yours. I daresay I’ll enjoy this more than you, but if you were smart you’d give up fighting me—and your own nature—and enjoy it.” He leaned close. “Or, do I need to start pulling your teeth?”
Alek sat back suddenly, kneeling between Maya’s legs. He pushed her thighs apart, looking down for a moment at her lithe body beneath him. She was breathing heavy, her round breasts heaving, eyes wide. He met her gaze and she dropped her eyes instantly to his cock.
“Yes, girl. This cock is going to be thrust into your body.” Grabbing Maya by her hips, he pulled her toward him, toward his hard and throbbing cock. He was aching to push himself into that body, to thrust over and over until he came, spilling his seed into that virgin womb.
Holding his hard cock in one hand, he ran the head of it roughly between her legs, against the soft skin of her virgin slit, sliding it against the length of her opening. As his cock brushed against her clit, he felt Maya jerked beneath him, her hips flexing up toward his cock. He looked down at his cock, then up at Maya. He smiled at her, a mocking grin that made her frown.
“Do you know the meaning of the word hypocrite, girl? For all your protestations, my cock is covered with your wetness. You’re ready for me, girl, your body is aching for me just as my cock is aching to be inside you, to feel your hot walls against my shaft as I fuck you.”
Alek shifted on the bed, his knees between her legs, grabbing the backs of her thighs and spreading her legs further. His cock was harder than he’d ever known it could be, the head glistening and wet. He pulled Maya up his legs, her lifting her ass off the bed, resting her body on his muscular thighs.
Guiding his cock with one hand, Alek watched as the tip of his cock disappeared, almost immediately meeting resistance. He looked up at Maya, her eyes large as she watched him, her body still beneath his hands.
“This is it, girl.” He closed his eyes, pushing his cock forward, feeling the briefest of pressure against the tip of his cock. With one sharp thrust, he felt his cock tear through the barrier, heard a sharp cry from Maya and felt warmth against his cock.
Pulling back, he looked down at his cock, looking impossibly large between Maya’s slender thighs. The shaft was covered with a thin film of blood. The sight of his cock covered with Maya’s blood fueled
his desire.
He threw himself down on top of her, wanting to take his pleasure in her young body. He thrust his cock into her, grinding his hips down on hers, feeling the tightness of her surrounding his cock. Pushing faster, he felt her warmth and growing wetness and then a gradual relaxation of her muscles as she stopped fighting against him. He could feel the first tentative movements of her body as she pushed up against his body, her hips flexing, legs spreading even further as he pushed himself as far as he could inside her.
He could feel her breasts pushing against his chest and he bent his head, finding one soft mound and its hard nipple. Groaning against her, he pulled the nipple and breast into his mouth, sucking loudly, greedily, the other hand groping her other breast, squeezing and pulling at the soft flesh.
His body was taking over, his cock thrusting with its own rhythm, seeking release. Alek could feel the heat building low in his belly, flooding his balls. Gritting his teeth, Alek fought the familiar battle between control and letting go, between wanting this incredible pleasure to continue and plunging off the cliff into oblivion. His body wanted release and this time there was no holding back.
Alek felt his balls contract, sending heat flooding up the shaft of his cock. Every muscle of his body tensed as his hips set their own pace, short erratic thrusts as his orgasm tore through his body, his hot load shooting into Maya’s body. He cried out with the force of his pleasure, head back, eyes closed.
The pleasure seemed to go on forever, his cock filling Maya’s body with his seed. He was vaguely aware of her shaking and quivering beneath him, her body again taking pleasure from his cock.
Finally, his body relaxed, muscle-by-muscle and he fell heavily next to Maya, his softening cock still held inside her tight body, his seed running out onto the wool blanket. Exhaustion came over him and he felt himself drifting off to sleep.
Before real sleep overtook him, he felt Maya move beneath him, edging away from him. Without opening his eyes, he reached out, grabbing her around the waist, pulling her against his body.
“You’re not going anywhere, girl.” He sat up, pulling her off the bed. “As much as I’d like to curl around that beautiful body and take my rest, I do not trust you not to run away…or slit my throat as I sleep.” He set her down on her pallet, binding her hands and feet.
“You’ll stay bound until you don’t need to be. Lie down and sleep now. You need your strength if you’re going to be mine.” Maya looked up at him with wide eyes.
“Don’t look so surprised. Did you think I was done with you, just because I took your maidenhead? That may have been one of the reasons I wanted you, but there’s more I want from you than just that.” Alek pushed her gently down on the pallet, pulling a blanket up over her naked body.
“Sleep now. And no more talking.” Alek crawled back to his own bed, pulled the wolf skins over his shoulders. He could smell Maya on his body, smell the rich scent of their sex on the blanket. His last thought before sleep was what an intoxicating smell it was.
***
Maya woke to a dim room, the fire almost out, the light a hazy gray, maybe close to sunset. She’d slept despite trying to stay awake, her body exhausted and aching from pulling and twisting against her ties, her mind a confused jumble of thoughts.
She’d replayed over and over what Alek had done to her. He’d taken her virginity. She was angry at him, but angrier at her father. As a barbaric Viking, she really couldn’t expect much from Alek; he was a brute and a savage and she shouldn’t be shocked by what he had done to her.
But she was confused by her own reactions to mating with Alek. She had fought in her mind to block out the sensations of his body—of his cock inside her, his mouth on her breast, his masculine smell—but her body betrayed her every time. When he sucked at her breast, she’d wanted him to suck her harder, to bite her. She felt a deep throbbing pull inside her body as his mouth pulled at her breast, almost as if he were sucking the very center of her, sucking at that hard button of flesh that gave her so much pleasure.
And her body had betrayed her on the ship, had convulsed in ecstasy, as Eric had pulled and tugged at her breast and between her legs, as she had sucked on Alek’s cock. She’d felt used, but also strangely powerful as the men took their pleasure from her body.
Maya finally came to a decision; if she let Alek take pleasure from her without taking pleasure herself, he was using her. If she used him for pleasure as well, then they were equal. She could have power over him.
Voices outside the door broke Maya’s concentration. She looked up as Alek and his red-haired bastard brother Eric came into the longhouse. She heard the drop of the bar across the door.
The men walked to where she sat on her pallet. The woman had been in to tend her earlier, helping her wash and dress in a clean gown, watched her eat and then a strange man had come to bind her hands and feet.
She looked up at the two brothers, seeing again how alike they looked. But while Alek’s looks were savagely handsome, the sneer Eric wore made him look mean.
“Well, brother, she looks like she survived losing her maidenhead to you.” Eric knelt down, running his hand down her cheek, trailing in over her arm, reaching out to fondle and grope her breast. She gritted her teeth at his touch.
“But she still looks as angry as she did when I found her.” Eric stood, laughing. With little ceremony, he pulled off his over-shirt and undid the lacings on his trousers, dropping them to the floor, revealing his cock, already hard, pointing straight out from between his muscular thighs. He took one step closer and his cock was in Maya’s face.
“Remember this, girl? We met on the ship.” Eric held his cock in one hand, slapping it against Maya’s face as she tried to turn away. Eric grabbed her roughly by the hair, forcing her head still. He ran the head of his cock over her cheeks and closed mouth. He was pushing his cock against her closed lips when Alek spoke.
“You cannot have her all for yourself.” He was standing behind his brother, naked as well, his cock just as hard. “And there’s more than just her mouth for our pleasure.”
Alek bent down, undoing the laces that bound her. He pulled her to her feet, grabbing the hem of her dress and pulling it up over her head. She watched the brothers looking at her, their eyes sliding over her body, Eric slowly stroking his cock, running his tongue over his lips.
“Was she good, brother?” His voice was low, hoarse. “Did she bleed a great deal?”
Alek frowned. “Not so much. I’ve seen more.” He looked at Maya. “Come, girl. You’re making us wait.”
When she didn’t move, he picked her up and tossed her across his bed. Her earlier resolve was weakening. She’d only thought about Alek, never imagining both of them mating with her at the same time. Her eyes widened, trying to imagine how that could be.
Both men were standing over her now, hard cocks in their hands as they looked down at her. In some language she didn’t understand they said a few words. Then Alek turned her over on her stomach, pulling her up on her hands and knees. He moved behind her and she felt his hands on her hips. She tried to look at him over her shoulder, but Eric was standing in front of her, his cock rubbing against in her face.
“I warn you, Eric, you’re getting the end with the teeth. Be careful.” She heard Alek laughing behind her. His hands were moving on her hips, down over her ass, probing between her legs. One hand found that button of flesh and she jerked as he rubbed it between his fingers. He pulled and tugged, each motion sending a jolt through her body.
He moved his hand and then she felt his fingers enter her body, thrusting into her where his cock had been before. But instead of long steady thrusts, he curled his fingers, twisting and prodding, as if searching for something. And then he found it.
Maya’s body convulsed violently, her stomach muscles contracting, her hips jerking forward at his touch. She felt a gush of hot liquid escape her body and even though she didn’t understand anything that was happening, she suddenly wanted more.
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br /> She bucked her body back against Alek’s hand, twisting her hips, seeking that same sensation, that hot jolt of electricity and the uncontrollable feelings it released. She heard Eric laughing, a low nasty sound, but she was totally focused on Alek’s fingers inside her body.
“You’ve found her sweet spot, brother. I knew she had one.”
Panting and moaning, she felt Eric’s cock forced up against her mouth. As much as she disliked him, having him in her mouth was exactly what she wanted now, to suck on that hard cock, to make him groan and jerk and lose control, just as she was doing now at Alek’s touch.
Opening her mouth wide, she grabbed Eric’s thick shaft, pulling him toward her. Taken by surprise he tried to pull away. She heard Alek laugh behind her.
“Don’t be shy, brother. She’s either going to suck it or bite it off. Pull away and you’ll never know.”
Eric stepped back toward Maya as she greedily pulled his cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue over the hot shaft, licking and sucking at him as Alek’s fingers continued their probing. She looked up at Eric, meeting his eyes, still wide with surprise but also hot with lust, watching her as she sucked his cock, not moving to restrain her or force her, just open mouthed shock on his face. Seeing his reaction, the power she had over him, sent waves of pleasure through her body.
Eric was groaning softly and she found herself moaning against his cock, her hips now rocking violently back and forth. Alek was kissing her ass, his tongue running up and down the cleft, now stopping to swirl over her asshole.
The shock of his mouth on her ass, the instant jolt of intense sensation that ran through her made her pull Eric’s cock from her mouth, crying out in pure pleasure at the touch of Alek’s hot tongue. She held Eric in her hand, stroking him violently for a moment, as she suddenly convulsed, waves of ecstasy running through her veins.
Every muscle contracted, her hips thrusting forward, feeling wave after wave of liquid gush from her body. She was screaming now, Eric’s cock momentarily forgotten, as she surrendered to her body, letting her orgasm carry her away.