Page 53 of Viking

She shakes her head emphatically, her eyes soft and pleading. “I am not your equal. I am a woman. I overstepped. I won’t do it again, I swear.”

“Yes, you fuckin’ will.”

Tears spill over her lashes and she trembles as she tries to glance at the floor. I tilt her chin up again, a little more forcefully.

“I don’t get on my knees for no bitch, but I want that pussy creaming all over my face. It’s all I’ve thought about for months.” I drop to the ground and tug her body toward me. “All you gotta do, baby, is enjoy the fuckin’ ride.”

I run the tip of my nose over her lower abdomen and duck my head to kiss her thigh. Then I grip her ankle and force it up over my shoulder. I lean forward and lick her pussy juice from her plump pink lips. She gasps and tries to jerk away in shock.

“Viking?”

A cocky grin spreads across my face. “Trust me, darlin’. I may not fall to my knees for just any bitch, but I’m well versed in eating pussy.”

She bites her lip.

I run the tip of my nose over her clit, smelling her sweet musk. She’s so fucking edible I’d fall to my knees every day for the rest of my life to taste her. A quiet squeak comes from her as I lean forward and cover her pussy with my mouth. Her clit jerks and she stiffens, as if I’m going to beat her for liking what I do with my tongue.

“Relax. I got you, darlin’. I’m not gonna bring you pleasure and then punish you for it.” I cup her slippery cunt, teasing her clit with the heel of my hand as my index and middle fingers play at her entrance. My fingertips graze scar tissue. She flinches. “Did I hurt you?”

“No,” she whispers.

“You don’t like anything, you tell me. Got that, babe?”

Arie nods. “Yes.”

I ease my middle and index fingers into her and flex, pushing against the front wall of her pussy, then I bring my mouth back to her clit. I lick and suck, reveling in her fucking sweetness, in finally getting to taste her, and take her the way I’ve wanted for months. Her hands grip my hair as I bury my face deeper, wrap my arm around her body, and pull her closer. Her body tenses, then jerks with her orgasm. She cries my name, the sound so fucking hot on her tongue, I turn feral. I’ve never wanted to own someone, to mark a woman as mine, like I do right now.

I pull back, my chin drenched with her honey. I swipe her juices away with my palm, and then lick it clean, not wanting to waste a fucking drop.

“Fucking love the way you taste, darlin’.”

She opens her mouth, but she doesn’t speak. I don’t think she can. Not sure she can stop spasming either, her body giving over to minor quakes as she tries to hold herself upright. Cheeks pink, eyes bright and glassy, she looks at me like she’s not sure what the fuck to do next.

I pull her into my lap. My hand lightly grasping her throat, as I take her bottom lip between my teeth and nip. I pepper her neck with kisses, bow my head and suck one pink nipple into my mouth, squeezing the other breast hard.

She throws her head back. “I want you ... inside me, Viking.”

“Good. ’Cause I fucking want inside you, darlin’. It’s taking everything I got to hold back.”

Her eyes meet mine. “Don’t hold back. Please?”

“Baby steps, little siren. You’re not ready for me to fuck you the way I want to.” I tap her hip. “Lift. I’m gonna shove my dick inside your hot cunt, and you’re gonna ride me, however deep and however fast or slow you want.”

Her lips part, and her cheeks pink up as she nods. I slide a hand between us, fist my cock, and run it along her wet slit. She jerks as I rub my crown over her clit. I position my dick at her entrance, and she slams down on top of me, her greedy pussy swallowing my shaft until I’m balls deep.

“Shit. Shit. Shit.”Gods. She feels too fucking good. Too tight, too wet. I’m gonna come way before I’m ready.

Arie rocks her hips against mine. I feel like a fucking asshole letting her do all the work, but I’m terrified I’ll lose control and hurt her. That’s the last thing I want. So I let her set the pace. I wrap my arms around her and I feast on her mouth, her neck, and her fucking gorgeous tits, and I try like hell not to come until she does.

She writhes on top of me, and I can’t fucking take it. It’s too slow. I want her too much—and yeah, maybe I have something to prove. I want to show her how good it can be when someone really fucks her and cares whether she gets off. I grip her waist and lift her off me, my dick sliding free of her warm heat. Her watery gaze meets mine, and I kneel up and kiss her lips. Then I turn her over and pull her hips back, so she’s on all fours. I take a beat just to appreciate her glistening cunt, and then I slip into her.

Arie gasps and rocks forward, but I snake my arms around her waist and pull her closer as I pump in and out of her juicy pussy. Her moans intensify, her hips rock back to meet mine, and I slip my hand between her legs, circling her clit. She clenches around my dick, her entire body shaking as she comes. I grip her neck, tilt her chin back, bowing her spine as I kiss her and come so hard her walls tighten around me again and she cries out.

Panting, I slide free of her body and collapse on the floor beside her. She climbs over me, straddles my waist, and lays her head against my chest, the way she does every night.

I trail my fingertips over her back and shoulders. “You okay darlin’?”

She nods and presses a kiss to my chest. “What happened to the seal woman?”

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