Page 51 of Valhalla is Full of Hunks
“It can’t be both,” Fen sighed, as infuriatingly stubborn as always. “And having mates of any kind isnotour destiny.”
He may as well have driven a dagger into my chest. The anguish quickly gave way to anger, and although my place was to listen to Daddy, I didn’t give a fuck at the moment.
I willmakeyou see.
“Kiss her, then,” I growled. “If you feelnothing,so be it. But if you feel one iota of what I do, you need to rethink your idea of destiny.”
Fen frowned in disapproval, but I stood my ground, glaring in defiance. Caretaker that he was, he soon sighed and broke eye contact to show he didn’t want to fight. Instead, he focused on rinsing the shampoo from Iola’s hair before gently gripping her chin and lowering his head until his lips found hers.
Yessss…
As expected, it wasn’t a short-lived event. Iola and Fen released twin groans as she reached up and grabbed the collar of his dress shirt, practically pulling him into the tub as she took control to deepen the kiss. I’d never attempted to top Fen—wouldn’t dream of it—but he did not seem to mind as Iola snaked a hand into his hair and pulled hard enough to make him moan.
I can’t wait to see them fuck.
My cock tunneled out of me so fast, I gasped, gripping the base with both hands to calm myself down. The sound broke whatever spell they’d been under, and Fen tore himself from Iola’s grasp before standing and hurriedly backing away.
“No.” He clenched a fist against his mouth, as if to stop himself from diving in for more. “This is not… this is not how it’s supposed to be.” Before I could argue, he yanked open the bathroom door and stalked away.
Such a stubborn man.
Iola huffed and sank back into the water. “All he’s doing is cockblocking himself. Why not have a little fun before y’all head out for good, right?” She tilted her head and thoughtfully observed me. “Butyoudon’t want to go to Valhalla, do you, danger noodle?”
I blew out a heavy breath, expelling eons of tension. “No…” I admitted in a choked voice. “I do not wish for Valhalla, and why would I? Why spend eternity in a place that honors the very gods who abused us in life?”
Her brow furrowed, gaze flickering to the door even though the wolf was long gone. “Fen mentioned something similar. I-I don’t want to trigger bad memories, but what did they do to you? If you don’t want to tell me, that’s totally okay…”
Gliding across the tub and into her arms, I laid my cheek on her delightfully cushiony chest, breathing in her cinnamon and floral scent before humming contentedly. Of course, both Fen and Surt knew what I’d suffered in great detail, but our collective trauma was never treated as anything but ammunition. No one had ever invited me to simplytalkabout it.
I’m definitely keeping her.
“It won’t bother me,” I murmured against her soft skin. “I want to tell you.”
I want you to know me.
Iola didn’t reply. Instead, she lifted a hand to the nape of my neck and began lightly scratching her nails through my hair, instantly relaxing me.
Unfortunately, mycock—already affected by my mate’s proximity—was reacting differently. But as she didn’t seem concerned by the needy appendage writhing against her thigh, I was determined to ignore it as well.
For now.
“Fenrir, Hel, and I were born from Loki and the giantess Angrboda, in the realm of Jotunheim. The gods of Asgard traced prophecies back to us that stated great mischief and disaster would arise from our existence—because of our mother’s antagonistic nature, but mostly because of who our father was. In response, Odin tossed me into the deep sea that lies around all of Midgard when I was still a baby.”
Iola hissed in a breath. “He…WHAT?!”she choked out, her grip tightening on my nape, which did nothing to discourage my cock.
Focus, Jör!
I began trailing kisses over her perfect breasts, licking away any droplets of water I found along the way. “In his defense, I was already about the size you saw me today.”
She huffed and resumed her caresses. “That doesn’t excuse what that asshole did. You were still too young to be alone.”
My beast purred to have her fuss over me—this half-mortal who was brave enough to call Odin anasshole.Plus, she was naked. The only thing that would have made this situation even better would have been if Fen was in the tub with us, equally naked and doing the same.
I will have to figure out a way to tempt him into our bed tonight.
Unless he’s jumped ship altogether…
“What happened after that?” Iola gently encouraged me to continue.
