Epilogue

Vicki was nude before she hit the furs in their hut. Ulfr was back to feeling normal, obviously. He kissed her throat, her lips, her eyes. He smiled down into her face and looked at her so lovingly she was thrilled.

“You trust me to keep you safe?” he asked.

“Of course,” she replied.

“You are a powerful warrior woman,” he declared.

Oh no not that again. “Yes, but…”

He stilled her words with a finger to her lips. “When you are armed you can defend yourself and you make yourself feel safe, that is your control.”

She nodded.

“When we play, you give your life, your control, into my hands willingly. I keep you safe and part of your pleasure is knowing you are helpless—and safe. When you are helpless and vulnerable, and afraid, facing cruelty and hurtful pain, it isn’t fun or safe.”

“Did they hurt you?” Vicki asked sadly. Her hand trailed with tenderness across his jaw.

“They were just hits and kicks from a woman,” he scoffed.

Perhaps, but he had killed the woman. “Did you kill Brynhild because you were angry she hurt you?” Vicki asked.

“No,” he said.

He looked so genuinely surprised she believed him.

“She saw your back was turned and aimed for you. It was cowardly. I was dealing with both women. There was no way to avoid her death. I had no choice, as she would have killed you, little Valkyrie. She would have taken my child from me. I would have spared her life if she had yielded and not tried to kill you. The sisters and their cruelty also taught me something. I am not hurting you if I take you how you want to be taken.”

Now she understood. His dream demon and his reality demon had clashed, and he looked like he wanted to make up for lost time. She smiled a sultry smile. Her hands roamed his chest, one lowered to grip his stiffening penis.

“Do you want to play?” she taunted. “I could always tie your hands and have my way with you.”

In answer she was flipped to her belly. Ulfr uttered an animalistic growl and had her wrists grasped and tied in record time. Vicki shivered with excitement; thank heaven he was back to his normal self. She felt wet with excitement. Her hips were lifted and Ulfr gently thrust his cock into her vaginal heat. She moaned as he rocked against her slowly. She heard his grunts and groans of pleasure. When the backs of her thighs connected to the front of his she could feel how tense he was. She knew he was cautious of the baby. She wanted him harder. She tried to increase their pace but he remained stubborn.

“Wolf,” she pleaded.

A large hand settled onto the small of her back. His fingers traced over her bare bottom. Soon his lips were trailing leisurely across her heated flesh. She blew out a slow, calm breath, trying to steady herself. It was impossible; her heat was building with each deliberate stroke. She felt like she would die from bliss.

“Wolf,” she pleaded again.

“I thought of this while I worked on my restraints. I had a hard-on for so long. Your body tortured me even from a distance. By the time I was loose I was ready to take on an army of warriors, so desperate to get back to you, to taste you again.” His words came out in pants and low growls. “I love you, little Valkyrie. I hated being apart from you.”

“I love you, Wolf. Please.”

She felt his fingers, slick with grease slide into her behind and she wiggled under his touch; it had been a while. She moaned and her head dropped forward to rest against the furs. A solid arm was wrapped around her waist.

“I’m going to be very rough,” he warned her.

Thank God.

She felt the tip of his head slide in her ass and she held her breath. When he thrust hard and fast she screamed and gasped for air. He stopped briefly, removing himself and gagged her saying he wasn’t going to be interrupted. She agreed with that. Her fingers clawed into fists then loosened. Her binds weren’t tight but she was unable to wriggle from them—he meant business. The thought made her shudder in anticipation. His large hand that gripped her hip planted securely onto the fur beneath him. The arm around her waist was firm yet shielding of her belly. He thrust powerfully within her. He satisfied both of their needs with his driving brutal strength.

His hips connected with her repeatedly. She closed her eyes and allowed the sensation to wash over her. She met his movements as best as she could until he turned her onto her back. His face was red and dripping sweat as he washed himself. Vicki couldn’t help but think Odin would be proud of his controlled warrior, though Ulfr’s action was speedier than she had ever witnessed. One of her legs was pulled up and rested over his shoulder, then both while he pumped into her. Once more he was gentle.

She loved seeing her white flesh next to his tanned skin. She felt dainty and delicate with her hulking brute barbarian. Yet off to one side her sword rested. Waiting for its master. Vicki was in control of her destiny. Their children would be well guarded. She had tamed a Wolf after all. Or perhaps they had tamed one another. She continued to move against the love of her life.

Her eyes closed when Ulfr roared his release. She still felt so desperate with the need of her own release that her eyes were pleading with him. Weeks of built-up tension begged to be unleashed. Her warm wet insides clenched him within her, unwilling for it to be over so soon. Slowly he withdrew. He smiled at her and turned her onto her belly. She felt her ankles tied.

“Do not fear, I am far from finished with you,” he said.

Ulfr lifted her easily and lay her with care onto the table after placing a warm thick fur down. He gripped her hair. He pulled her gag down and pushed his cock past her lips. She worked him, licking and laving and kissing, hoping to get him hard again soon or she thought she would die with her need. She was so preoccupied she choked on a scream in surprise when her hips were grabbed tightly and a thick cock thrust up her behind, filling her in a single stroke.

“You’re late,” Ulfr mumbled.

“Valerie wanted to know what I was doing with the captive,” Hott replied on a grunt.

“And?”

Hott eased himself out of her and then thumped back into Vicki’s behind and she shuddered when she came.

“I thought of giving her to Volundr, to keep him out of trouble, but he would be gentle and he is young and not very bright, so he would most likely become smitten. She’s very beautiful and I worried the two of them would plot to somehow get to your little Valkyrie, especially if the woman convinced him no harm would come to Vicki,” Hott said.

Vicki thought he was most likely right. Hott eased out and thrust up into her again, and Vicki clenched her teeth. His thrusts were gentle, but his cock was huge and it had been a while since her behind had had this much attention. He eased out again and thrust quicker. She continued to work Ulfr with her mouth knowing Hott was almost finished. Hott began rocking steadily within her and he grunted when he came. Ulfr was hard in her mouth and moved behind her. She cried out when he thrust into her ass and groaned. Oh she had missed this. Hott wiped himself off with a dripping wet cloth and was soon sliding into her mouth.

“I gave her to Havarthr,” Hott said.

Ulfr grunted his approval.

Vicki knew the man; he was indeed as huge as the man the other captive had been given to. The man’s tastes were much the same as Ulfr’s. Havarthr wouldn’t let anyone beat the woman, but he had three brothers to share her with, who all had insatiable sexual appetites. No doubt they would all keep her very busy this winter warming their furs. Vicki doubted she or Ulfr would ever see her, which was undoubtedly Hott’s intent.

Ulfr started rocking against her, Hott was already hardening in her mouth and Vicki stopped thinking about the other woman. She was in a barbaric time with huge powerful Viking warriors. She was having her fantasy acted out; only it was a reality that she knew would go on all day and possibly into the night. She lay immobile, tied and bound and vulnerable—and safe. She was loving every second of it.