A Viking's Lost Soul

by T. M. Grinsley

  “Not in this lifetime, or the next, buddy.” Sam retorts.

  Ian doesn’t seem affected, but I know what he was doing. All the guys know how I feel about Finn, even though I haven’t told them a thing. Apparently, Finn and I have lovers’ quarrels and are too stubborn to see what is right in front of us.

  A short waitress with jet black hair walks up to our table with an empty tray in her hand. “What can I get for you?”

  I feel his presence behind me before he even responds. “Guinness.” He places his hand on the small of my back, rubbing small circles right above the hem of my jeans.

  “Good to see you, Sam,” Finn says as he joins us at the table and greets her in a secret handshake. His fingers continue their torture on my back, making it hard to think about anything but jumping his bones, right here and now.

  “Been an interesting night. Glad to see my girl is back to her old self. I missed her wild side.” Sam winks.

  Sam and Finn know each other? How do they know each other? Before all this, she acted like she wanted to kill him, and now they are best buds? Wait, the mock battle. They were on the same team. Cool your jets, Nils.

  “I love a woman with a wild side,” Finn responds as his hand moves from the small of my back to my shoulder.

  My eyes snap to meet his as he leans closer to me, so we are just inches apart. “And right now, I’m staring at the only woman I have eyes for.”

  “About time.” I hear Sam mutter. I want to move and tell her off, but the intensity in his eyes has me frozen to the spot.

  I hear the guys give each other high fives, muttering a few words, then slap money in someone’s hand. Another bet?

  Finn takes a sip of his Guinness, which I never saw the waitress set down, then cups my chin, so our lips are inches apart.

  “Funny, last I checked, I thought you were into guys.” Way to go Nils, go straight for the gold. I am so lame, on epic proportions.

  Keeping my arms to my sides, I fight everything inside me, so I won’t fuck him right here and now. I need to hear him say he wants me, or this can never be. His mind games are driving me insane, and I am done with being stuck in the, ‘I want you but don’t want you,’ zone.

  “You shouldn’t wear something like this in public. It’s intoxicating.” He whispers as he pulls me close. I swear he is going to kiss me, but instead, he brushes his lips against my cheek, continuing the trail down to my neck.

  Biting my tongue to keep from moaning, I think about anything except for his lips on my skin, but the burning sensation inside of me intensifies anyway.

  Just say the damn words. It’s all I need to hear. “This old thing? I figured it was time to let loose and see what options are out there. I was tired of this guy playing mind games, so I figured I needed a good one night stand to calm down my nerves and make things interesting.” I whisper, nearly breathless.

  A low growl snaps me out of my trance, and I see Finn is furious. “If anyone touches you, they are dead.”

  Oh look, the ape has come to play. Time to poke him and see what happens. “I don’t think that is your call to make. I am single and ready to mingle. But seeing as you are gay, and this entire time, you have been acting like an ape-man who can’t see the signs right in front of him, we are done here. Goodbye. See ya later.” I snap, pushing his hands off me and tugging Sam to the dance floor.

  Locking my fingers with Sam, I take a few steps away from Finn but before I can get too far, I feel his arms wrap around my waist, and I am thrown over his shoulder.

  “What the hell? Put me down, you mongrel!” I scream as I pound my fists on his back. My face is staring at the ass I have drooled over for the past two weeks. Smacking his backside, I feel a whack and pain spreads across my butt cheek. Getting spanked on my ass would normally piss me off, but getting punished by him? Major turn on.

  Finn exits the Club and walks outside towards our hotel. Since the club is right next to where we are staying, it’s not a far walk. I told the guys we could stay in the tents at Gudvangen but something about last minute reservations and whatnot, we were unable to camp out.

  Time ticks on and I hear a few clicks and dings as we enter the elevator. Lifting my head, I sigh and am incredibly grateful not a single soul is inside.

  “Finn, let me down, you ass!”

  Another whack hits my ass, and I do everything I can to stop myself from combusting. “Not happening.”

  Shifting me slightly on his shoulder, I hear a key slide into the card reader, and the next thing I know, I am thrown on a bed with Finn hovering over me.

  “What the hell, Finn? Let me go!” I push on his chest, putting up a half-assed attempt at getting away.

  Finn roughly grabs both of my wrists and pins them over my head. With one hand holding me hostage, his other travels down my side. A small moan escapes my lips, as his hands roam over my abdomen and down to my throbbing core. “You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”

  “Finn.” His fingers start to undo the top of my jeans.

  “I tried so hard to stop this from happening. But you are like a drug that fills my senses and is impossible to forget. Your laughter causes my heart to stop, your smile makes my breath falter, and your body… Fuck, you are pure perfection.”

  Tears start to pool in my eyes since I know this cannot be true. No man would ever say something like that to me. I am not worthy of love. Men toss me aside when they see the grass is greener on the other side.

  Finn's finger stops the tear that escapes and kisses the corner of my mouth. The ape-man is no longer here. The man who has captured my heart is staring down at me with love and compassion, but there is something else.

  “If you doubt my words, I will throw you over my knee and spank you. You will not be able to walk straight for days when I am done with you. My cock throbs and comes to life when you are near. I leak just thinking about you screaming my name for everyone to hear that you are mine. You are a gift from the gods for a man like me.”

  And that has undone me. Wiggling my hands free from his grasps, I throw my arms over his head and kiss him. I fling every emotion I have had in the past two weeks, anger, passion, frustration, and love, into the kiss. Our tongues clash as we pour our feelings into this one kiss.

  His body is pressed against mine, and I can feel his massive erection against my throbbing core, begging for attention. Moving my body down, I slip my hand down his stomach and straight towards the one thing I have wanted since I got here.

  My fingers graze his shaft, and a sharp inhale escapes his lips. Taking that as a good sign, I slip my hand all the way into his pants and wrap my hand around him. Moving to a rhythm, I feel Finn enlarge in my hand. From what I’ve read in books, the guy normally goes first and takes care of the girl but screw the rules. I want him now.

  Before I could finish him off, my hand is ripped out of his pants, and my pants are torn off my body. Fumbling to get my shirt off, Finn watches me with hunger in his eyes. My arms get caught in my shirt, and I hear Finn start to laugh at the ridiculousness before him. Great, Nils, way to be sexy.

  As the last of my clothing is thrown on the floor, I lie naked before him. Finn’s eyes roam over every inch of me, causing shivers of ecstasy to wrack my body, as his eyes drink me in. Power radiates off him as he stalks me like I am his prey. Shredding his clothes off as fast as he can, he scoops me in his arms and throws me farther up the bed.

  A squeal escapes my lips as my body bounces off the mattress. Laying on my back, I watch Finn as he grabs my legs and pulls me towards him, so his head rests between my apex. Putting my legs over his shoulders, he blows a gentle breeze against my folds, before causing my world to explode.

  Two fingers slide inside me with such force, it causes me to hiss in pleasure. There is nothing gentle about this man. He is strong, fierce, and a man who demands control. Curling my fingers into the sheets on the bed, I bite my lip to stop from screaming his name. My body is ready to give, but my mind isn’t.

 
His two fingers are working wonders on my senses. His fingers continue to thrust inside me, while my clit screams in pleasure as his tongue devours me. Pressure builds inside, unlike anything I have ever felt before. I have never had an orgasm in my life, but as his mouth goes to town, my toes curl to the point they hurt.

  Bucking my hips, I move to stop him, but it only gives him more access. Pressing his finger to my clit, dark circles fill my vision.

  “Give in to me, baby,” Finn growls, not moving.

  Tightening his grip, I start to moan, which makes his pace quicken. “Now, Stephanie.”

  The edge to his tone is my undoing. My body shakes from the first orgasm I have ever had in my life. My toes slowly start to uncurl from being tightly wound, but I can’t move.

  I put my hand over my mouth to hide the massive grin I am wearing right now. Soft kisses trail from the inside of my thighs to the underside of my breasts. The short stubble from Finn’s beard has my senses in overdrive.

  His tongue flicks my already hard nipple, before taking it into his mouth. Sucking and biting with fierce determination, I cry out in pleasure.

  Releasing my nipple, he moves to the other one, to show it the same attention. Leaning back, I arch my chest forward to feel his body pressed against mine.

  “Fuck,” Finn says as he releases my nipple. “I can’t wait any longer.”

  Removing a condom from the end table drawer, he rips the foil and slides it on his shaft. My eyes get wide when I get to see how big he is.

  Gliding his hand up and down, he teases the opening of my folds. “Finn.” I rasp as he continues to stroke himself with the tip barely touching me.

  “Once we do this, you are mine. You will be mine in every sense of the word. No more fucking games.” He growls as he tries to restrain himself from taking me.

  “No more games,” I whisper. My heart leaps in my chest at the thought of finally being his.

  Finn moves so one of his arms are pinned on either side of my face as his eyes bore into me. “Say it, Stephanie. Say you are mine.”

  Moving my hands up his arms, I cup his face and kiss him. “I’m yours.”

  A guttural growl erupts from his throat as he slams into me. There is no easing into this, but I don’t care. I cry out in pain at first as my body fights to take him in, but with his smooth rocking motions, my body doesn’t take long to adjust to his massive length.

  Finn’s lips land on mine and his pace quickens. His thrusts are fast and powerful, with no mercy. The now familiar pressure starts to build inside me as he takes me with him. Scraping my nails down his back, I scream out his name, not caring if someone can hear me.

  My body feels like it is floating on cloud nine. I don’t know how long it lasts, but my body explodes all over him as he pumps a few more times and has his release.

  Sweat covers our bodies, but neither of us moves. The sounds of our ragged breaths are the only thing we can hear. My heart is pounding fiercely in my chest as he rolls to the side and throws his condom in the trash by the nightstand.

  Pulling the sheets over my body, I watch his muscles flex as he moves. Finn makes his way to the bathroom and emerges with a wet washcloth. Bending down to clean me up, he tosses the rag in the trash and joins me in bed. The mattress dips with his weight as his arms wrap around my back and he pulls me to his chest.

  “That was incredible,” I say as I listen to his heartbeat.

  Finn chuckles as he places a chaste kiss on my forehead. “We're just getting started.”

  My eyelids start to become increasingly heavy as I listen to the beat of his heart. Finn, the ape-man that drove me insane, is finally mine. As sleep starts to take hold, I mutter something to Finn but can’t remember what it was. All I remember is listening to him sing a song in his ancient tongue and then lights out.

  Chapter 23

  ~ Stephanie ~

  Darkness clouds my vision as I feel something doing incredible things below my navel. “Mhmm, Finn,” I mumble as the fingers move in a motion that makes me nearly combust, right then and there.

  My eyes fly open as reality sets in, and I see Finn between my legs. “Fuck.” My hand flies behind me and pushes against the headboard as bone shattering orgasms wrack my body.

  “Morning, beautiful.”

  “Ood Ornin.” “I mumble as I try and get my bearings. I’ve never had a man eat me out to wake me up before. Best. Morning. Wake. Up. Ever!

  Finn chuckles as he crawls over my body and plants a kiss on my lips. “Since I don’t do the traditional shit, and I was hard as a rock just looking at you, I figured this was the best way to wake you up.” He smirks as his bites down hard on my nipple.

  This man is going to be the death of me. Biting my bottom lip, I wrap my legs around his waist and feel his erection against my folds. “I could get used to this.”

  “Me too,” Finn says as he grabs another condom out of the nightstand.

  Several hours later, few showers, and eating food off each other, we packed our bags, and get ready for our next destination. Sam dropped off my bags sometime last night while I was asleep.

  For two days, he has had me locked in his hotel room, exploring every inch of each other.

  Finn’s hands are all over me as we pack our bags and several times we have to stop ourselves before we lose track of time. I lost count the number of times Finn fucked me in this room, on every piece of furniture, and in every hole. Yes, that man kissed and fucked me in ways I never knew existed.

  “I think you killed my vagina.” I joke as I close the lid on my suitcase and make my way to the door.

  “She will get over it. I have two weeks to make up for and several years to show you what you missed out on.” He winks as he opens the door and takes my suitcase from me.

  “Is that so?” I quip and take a step out of the room, but soon feel my back slam on the wall, and Finn’s lips slam on mine. Finn bites my lip and devours my mouth, giving me my answer. My hand slides into his hair, pushing him closer to me, wanting more than this kiss. But he pulls away too soon and leaves me panting for more.

  “Yes,” Finn says breathless and leaves me to catch my breath. Damn, that man can kiss.

  Running to catch up to Finn, we walk down to the concierge desk to check out. Sam, Etienne and the rest of the crew are already downstairs, waiting for us. Cheers and whistles sound off when they see our Fingers entwined.

  “Get it, girl!”

  “About time!”

  “Hubba, hubba.”

  “Yeah, baby!”

  I couldn’t tell who said what, but I am sure my face is ten shades red right now. Burrowing my head into Finn's chest, I wish to be anywhere but here. I hate having this kind of attention on me.

  “Kiss her! We need proof!” I hear one of the guys say before Finn puts his hand under my chin and pushes up, so his lips are touching mine. It’s a soft simple kiss, but it means so much. In the bedroom, he is a beast and a man in control. In public, he is tender and gentle.

  “Oh damn, I think I am going to cry. Our bro is all grown up.” Darren pretends to sniffle as he dabs his eyes.

  “It’s just so beautiful.” Ian mocks and takes a tissue out of his pocket and hands it to Darren.

  Finn smiles against my lips and flips off the guys. “Want to escape out the back?”

  “Nah, it might hurt their feelings. Darren is a fragile soul and needs to be comforted at a time like this.” I joke and hear Darren mutter something a woman should never hear.

  Placing another kiss on Finn's lips, we all make our way to the cars and head to our next stop. “By the way, here is your little furball,” Christian says as he hands me, Luna. “Figured she would want to come with us when you meet your family. Etienne told us about the ice motel and made sure it would be warm enough for the furball.”

  “Ice motel?” Sam and I say at the same time.

  “Come on; we will fill you in on the way,” Etienne says as he walks out the front door with his luggage in tow. The guy
s follow suit with all our bags, leaving Sam and I to walk to the car with our arms locked together.

  “I want to know every detail about last night. Don’t you dare leave anything out, or I will kick your ass.”

  “I never kiss and tell.” That is a big fat lie. Sam knows every detail about my sex life. Since you know, it sucks ass and never had the O.

  “He is a Dom, isn’t he?”

  Rolling my eyes at her eagerness, we hop into one of the waiting SUVs and talk in whispers on the way to our destination. Any day now, we will be heading to Skorraey to meet my flesh and blood. I’m not sure if I’m happy, or the thought makes me nauseous. I don’t know a single thing about these people, and something in my gut is telling me to keep my guard up.

  But for right now, I plan to enjoy this trip with my best friend, a sexy man who made me tell him I’m his, and the crazy brother brigade.

  “Alright, sleeping beauties. We are here.”

  Sam’s head is in my lap, with Luna curled up on hers, and my body is a tangled mess in the back seat. We have been driving for over six hours to get to our destination, and my back is killing me.

  As we made our way to Tromsø, Ian filled me in on where we were going. According to him, the Ice Hotel in Tromsø, no joke the hotel is called the Ice Hotel, has been around since 1989. With its killer ice designs and a hotel made from ninety percent ice, this place is thriving.

  Ian started to tell me the history of the land, but my eyes began to drift closed, and I passed out. I have been a car baby since I was a kid, and never could last more than an hour. Doesn’t help that I have a sex addict who kept me up for almost two days, giving me countless O’s.

  “Rise and shine, sleeping beauty. Your castle awaits.” Using the tip of my jacket, I lightly graze the tip of Sam’s nose, trying to wake her. Her nose scrunches like a rabbit, and she starts to swat at my hand.

  “There better be coffee and food, wench.” She grumbles as she tries to bite my hand to stop me from tickling her.