by Lexi Lane
After what seemed like eternity, she felt her body stop shaking. She looked up at Eric, still standing in front of her, his cock still in her hand. She pulled him back to her, licking the end of his cock slowly. She looked over her shoulder at Alek, still kneeling behind her, his cock still hard and long, a questioning look on his face. She said only one word.
“More.”
And they gave her more. Alek grabbed her hips, pushing his cock into her from behind as she grabbed Eric’s thick shaft, pulling him back into her mouth. Alek thrust into her with long hard strokes, filling her completely. She pushed back against him, feeling his balls slapping against her ass as he sank the entire length of his cock into her. It felt as if he was reaching into her very womb. She felt one hand reaching around her hip, finding that hard swollen button of flesh, pulling and pinching again. He worked the thumb of his other hand into her asshole, releasing a whole cascade of sensations. But this time she focused on riding the wave, not surrendering, letting the pleasure build in her body.
Soon Eric was groaning loudly. Each thrust of Alek’s cock in her body was pushing her forward, more of Eric’s cock being forced into her mouth as she sucked greedily, her hand wrapped around the thick shaft.
Behind her she could hear Alek’s harsh breathing, his thrusts growing faster, more erratic. His hands were now grasping her hips, holding her as he pushed into her. She recognized she was on the edge of another explosion of pleasure and as her body began convulsing, she felt Alek thrust himself deep into her, holding himself for a moment. Then he was shouting, his cock pulsing as his body shook with the force of his release. She could feel the heat and wetness as he filled her with his load and she could feel her muscles contracting around his cock, holding him, pulling him and his seed further into her body.
Eric had finally pulled his cock from her mouth, holding it in front of her face as he jerked and stroked himself. With a low groan, he thrust his hips forward, his cock spraying his creamy load over her face. She closed her eyes, opening her mouth, accepting the hot liquid.
She collapsed onto the bed, Alek falling with her. Eric sat on her pallet, breathing hard, his softening cock still held in his hand.
Maya lay quiet beneath Alek, letting her body enjoy the fading waves of pleasure, drifting, her body weightless. She was aware of Alek moving away, he and Eric speaking and then the door closing, the bar dropping into place. She thought she was alone, but then Alek crawled back onto the bed. He pulled the wolf skin blanket over them, cradling her against his body, the warmth of his skin taking away the chill she felt. One hand slid across her waist.
“You did very well, girl.” His voice was low, his breath warm against her neck. He kissed her softly below her ear. “Can I trust you not to run during the night? There’s still a guard outside, so you wouldn’t get far. But I’d like to keep you close to me, not tied in the corner. I’d like to sleep holding your body next to mine.”
“Stop saying that.” Her voice was low. Alek continued kissing her neck, his hand sliding up to stroke her breast, fingers playing with the soft nipple.
“Stop saying what?” His voice was quiet. His hand stopped for a moment, resting lightly on her breast.
Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Stop calling me ‘girl’. You’ve relieved me of my virginity, at least call me by my name. Show me that much respect.”
Alek drew back, looking down at her. She met his gaze; the fight was still there in her eyes but something had changed.
“Fine…Maya. You’ve earned my respect. You may not be a Viking, but you’ve got a Viking spirit.” Maya smiled in the dark, reaching up to cover his hand resting on her breast with his, closing her eyes, letting sleep overtake her.
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Epilogue – seven months later
Maya was sitting on the bench in the sun outside the longhouse, resting her hands on her swollen belly. She shifted position, easing her hands along the small of her back, stretching the muscles, arching, feeling relief for a moment.
She looked up, hearing a familiar voice calling her name. Alek was walking up the path from the village, carrying a rabbit in one hand and a jug of ale in the other. She smiled; he’d promised her a rabbit for dinner and he’d made good on his word. She rose as he drew near.
Alek dropped the rabbit on the ground, setting the jug on the bench. He pulled Maya into his arms, one hand dropping to caress her stomach as he kissed her. She felt the delicious thrill his touch always brought to her and she blushed as his hand slid lower, around the curve of her belly, lower, to the tops of her thighs, pressing between her legs. She would have easily pulled up her dress, spread her legs wide and let him take her there, against the wall of the longhouse, save that they were outside in plain view of the whole village. Maya pulled away, smiling up at Alek.
“I think we need to take care of the rabbit first, don’t you?” She pointed down to where the rabbit lay on the grass. As she did, she noticed a not so small bulge at the front of Alek’s trousers.
“Oh, but I need looking after as well.” He took her hand, holding it against his cock. “Yes, Maya, it’s been a long day and I’ve been unable to think of anything else.” Alek was looking down at her, hunger glinting in his beautiful blue eyes.
“Enough,” she laughed, cupping his cock, rubbing him slowly with her warm hand. She felt him twitch in response. “Look after you, I will.”
Then she took his hand, pulling him into the longhouse and closing the door, the rabbit forgotten on the ground, the ale jug left warming in the sun.