Authors: Constantine De Bohon
him motioning him away.
Brandr growled and pushed her back onto the fur. Once
more, she was exposed. She yelped when her tender backside hit
the ground underneath her. She tried to roll away from him,
kicking and flailing, but Brandr pulled her to his chest. Her fists
pummeled him. He spun her in his arms and pulled her, belly
down, under him. Sky struggled but he was too powerful, and
soon she was immobile.
“No,” she cried out, realizing his intent. Her fear of being
taken forcefully by a huge man was about to play out. “Brandr, no.”
She whimpered his name, waiting for the worst to happen.
Her eyes squeezed shut, and her body tensed. Heavy breathing
from behind her told her Brandr had a tight rein on his emotions.
Heated words reached her ears as his hand trailed heavily up and
down her back. Sobbing, she said his name again. Sky’s head was
pushed down onto the furs. Her hands fisted near her head. She
whimpered his name once more. A quiver went through her body.
More words were spoken. He was going to take her; she could
hear it in his words—how was up to her.
Sky could hear her teeth clicking together; her thighs
quivered. When she sobbed aloud again, Brandr gentled his voice.
She squirmed but was held firmly until she stilled. It would be
stupid to fight someone so large, and she swallowed hard. Very
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slowly she lowered herself onto her elbows, her hands remaining
tightly closed. The side of her face rested on the fur beneath her.
Brandr released his grip on her. Large gentle hands caressed her
back then thighs. Her hips were pulled up until she rested against
the warmth of his thighs. She felt the tip of his penis push against
her. He was slick with droplets of cum and he made her opening
wet but still held back. His hands rubbed in circles at her spine.
Her eyes that had been squeezed shut opened when his fingers
traveled lower to her front. His knee pressed her legs apart.
Lower, lower his hand went. Large fingers worked her bud.
Brandr rubbed his thumb back and forth over her nub. He
kept his weight from leaning too heavily against her. The heat of
his mouth was scorching as he kissed her back. His tongue swirled
lazily against her after each kiss, tasting her. His strong white even
teeth grazed across her bare flesh, making her tingle. Her breathing
increased until she was panting. Slick fingers parted her to slide up
into her heat. Deeper he probed, higher, slowly. Sky felt her chin
quiver. She remembered Colleen and Brody together. She knew
Colleen had wanted Brody. She wondered if he had coaxed her this
way.
This isn’t Brody
. Sky had never once thought about Brody as
anything but a nuisance, most of the time…didn’t she?
Sky’s thoughts warred. Why wasn’t he thrusting hurtfully
within her? It would make it easier to despise him if he was vicious.
The man behind her was so powerful, he could already have taken
her with brute force. She had been unable to stop his last assault.
Instead, his tone was now cajoling. He had said nothing to her
when he had struck her. His hands now strove to please not
terrorize. She wasn’t pinned in place before him, screaming in fear
and pain. Brandr had stopped Cull from attacking her twice. There
was no doubt in her mind if Cull had taken her, he wouldn’t be
using calming words and soothing hands. He would have been
viciously cruel. She remembered Cull’s disgusting laugh when
Brandr had struck her. Brandr hadn’t laughed. He had looked
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grim, hesitant and yet resigned as though he had no choice. How
could that be? And though his hits had been harsh, she had no
doubt he had used restraint.
Brandr’s other hand continued to rub tenderly against her
flesh, warming her as her thoughts swirled like a funnel cloud. He
was so close she felt heat radiate from him. When Cull had touched
her, her flesh had crawled. She wasn’t repulsed by Brandr’s
touch—she wondered why. She groaned, unable to help herself as
he rolled his fingers against her, fondling her. She felt wetness heat
her insides. Never once had any man spent so much time preparing
her. That alone made her realize he wanted her to enjoy what was
about to occur. It was an odd thought but nevertheless true.
Though the night air was chill, she was warm everywhere. She
licked at dry lips. She was amazed at how good his fingers felt
against her skin.
One large hand went from her hip to her breast and she
tensed. Her breast disappeared within that large hand. His fingers
teased her nipple. She heard him groan. He grunted and said a
word he and the other men had used when eating the deliciously
cooked meat. With surprise she could tell he was pleased with her
breast size. He liked what he felt; he didn’t complain about her
small size. He reached to fondle the other, then for a moment
pulled her closer. His lips and breath were hot when he kissed her
spine. Her thighs turned to jelly as her body relaxed. Her breath
expelled heavily. She unclasped her fisted hands.
Brandr’s hands moved her thighs farther apart; she didn’t
resist. She uttered no further protest. It had obviously been what
he was waiting for. His hands, one under her, the other on her
back, slid down and around her to clasp her slender hips. She could
feel the tips of each individual finger as they sunk into her flesh,
gripping her. The tip of his penis was once more pressing into her
wetness, exploring her with its thickness. She heard him groan out
a few words and knew he was going to penetrate her. She wasn’t
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about to lie to herself, she was ready for him. Then in one single
stroke he thrust his cock up into her heat. Though she knew what
he was going to do, she cried out then gasped.
Oh God he was
so big!
Brandr pulled himself out with such slowness, she envisioned
his long length in her mind. He thrust again. Sky whimpered as he
continued to plunge into her. The thick fur bunched under her
fingers. Quick breaths panted from her open mouth. Brandr kept
his hips from hitting her behind and his thrusts were gentle, yet he
filled her completely each time. The pressure of his fingers on her
hips was strong, keeping her immobile. She wasn’t going
anywhere. Sky lay beneath him, and tensed. She was so vulnerable.
What if he hits me again?
The thought thundered into her mind. It was frightening and
she couldn’t stop a small whimper. Thankfully, his hands remained
clasped to her body. His spoken words were grunts and small
growls to indicate how good she felt. Again he was rubbing at her
shoulders. An arm wrapped around her waist lifting her higher. She
felt his warm mouth kiss her back. His hand once more fondled a
breast. It was so confusing to have hands that had struck her be
patient and caring. He increased his pace, keeping her in place with
the large arm around her middle. She heard him howl his release
and he slumped over her. Sky was sobbing when he pulled her to
his side.
Good God what just happened?
His nose nuzzled against her cheek and he wiped her tears
away with a gentle thumb. She could see his expression in the
moonlight. His eyes looked tender with emotion, yet his facial
features were set. He said something; a warning no doubt, though
she sensed it had nothing to do with her crying. It was her earlier
actions that had angered him. She watched him rise and return
moments later. Again she was handed meat. She didn’t think she
was really hungry but she ate it. To her surprise it tasted good. Her
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belly growled. It had been a long walk, a long day. Maybe he had
been right, maybe she should have eaten. He gave her a long drink
from his flask filled with water. When she felt she had enough and
stopped, he made her swallow a bit more. A thought entered her
mind. She knew after strenuous activities or in the heat a person
should drink until they weren’t thirsty then drink a little more to
top it off. Perhaps that knowledge had begun long ago; maybe the
Vikings had already understood this.
Brandr settled her down close to him then pulled the furs up
around her shivering form. His hands continued to rub in a soft
motion up and down her body. Finally, he wrapped his arms
around her, with his leg over hers. He stilled his action, and when
she heard his gentle, even breathing, she knew he was asleep. Sky
was trapped. What was she to do? With no way to escape and
nowhere to flee, she closed her eyes. The fur had been tucked
around them tightly. She couldn’t see the sky. Her face was buried
into his throat. He smelled like a man—it wasn’t unpleasant. His
arms were heavy, though not crushing, and very protective. She
felt safe…and yet not. Her confused, mixed emotions battled and
it was a long time before she slept.
Sky was awakened in the morning by warm kisses as Brandr
trailed his lips across her face and neck moving to her mouth. His
tongue caressed hers. His breath was hot. He stroked at her
bruised arms with a careful hand and muttered, she felt, an
apology. She was so confused. If he was sorry he had made her
work so hard, why had he done it? Why had he seduced her the
night before? Granted, he had been very gentle but he had no right.
Why did he feel he had the right?
Brandr’s large hands fondled her tiny breasts until he took one
into his mouth and suckled. Sky had her eyes squeezed shut and she
whimpered. His tongue licked in circles at her buds, while his teeth
grazed over her as she hardened under him. One entire breast
disappeared into his mouth while his hand squeezed the other.
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Sky shivered and held perfectly still. When his mouth finished
tormenting her and released her, he then kissed with leisure back
up to her mouth and whispered something in her ear. Again he was
nuzzling at her neck, coaxing her into wanting him. Passion was in
his eyes when Sky ventured a peek at him. A cool finger traced her
jaw line; a thumb eased her clicking mouth closed with a gentle
nudge beneath her quivering chin. Shaking his head at her, he said
something. His eyes softened to gaze upon her with a tender
expression. There was urgency to his words. And though she
didn’t understand the words, she could guess from his look he was
asking her not to fear him. Sky wasn’t afraid, just so terribly
bewildered.
Brandr’s knee parted her thighs. Still he spoke—his voice was
deep and thick with desire. Settling himself over her, his hand
lowered to grip her behind, then he squeezed. Sky cried out in
surprised pain and her back arched to escape his touch. She gasped
in a huge amount of air and he stopped his movements, startled.
He asked her a question, but she didn’t understand and shook her
head no. A wayward tear fell from her eye as her behind throbbed.
“Why did you hurt me?” she asked. Her voice was laced with
emotion, though no more tears fell.
Brandr looked at her with a puzzled expression. She felt him
pull away and he rolled her over. His fingers touched with
tenderness where he had struck her. He growled out what sounded
strangely like an expletive. He rolled her carefully back over. He
looked distressed and ran a quick hand through his hair. He pressed
his forehead to hers and then he said something in a soothing tone
and sighed heavily. Once again, he muttered an apology; it made
no sense to her. Why would he hit her if he hadn’t wanted to?
Rising to his feet, he pulled Sky into his arms. Then walked with
her down to the small lake they were near. As he carried her, he
pulled her to his chest until her face rested against his neck. He was
cradling her. Fearfully, Sky gazed up at him; he seemed so angry.
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But when he looked down at her, Brandr’s eyes softened and he
rested his chin against her forehead. It became apparent he was
angry with himself.
The water was cold and Sky gasped when he took her deeper,
but it felt good on her bruises. Her arms encircled his neck tightly.
She wasn’t afraid he would drown her, but she wondered at his
intent. She didn’t wonder long. When the water came up just past
his waist, Brandr settled her in front of him where the water was
deeper. She was shielded from view. The lake bed felt like soft
moss and sand under her leather moccasins. She clung to him as the
water lapped under her breasts. His hand reached to spread her
thighs. Once more his fingers probed with caution and she realized
he would take her standing up but not in front of the other men.
Water caressed her body from all directions. Sky had never