An Unexpected Viking: Sveyn & Hollis: Part One (The Hansen Series - Sveyn & Hollis Book 1) by Tualla Kris

Author:Tualla, Kris [Tualla, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-03-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Hollis turned over in bed. Someone was with her. He leaned over her and pushed the straps of her bra down her arms. Somehow it fell away and disappeared. He did the same with her panties.

Now she was naked. So was he. She felt the roughness of his leg hair slide along her calf. His short beard grazed her cheek when he kissed her forehead. The bones of his hip pressed against hers before he braced himself above her, his long hair falling forward and shadowing his face.

Sveyn.

He didn’t speak. Neither did she. But she knew what he was going to do. She pushed the sheets out of his way.

When he came into her, hard and solid, she felt as if she had been long dead and was rapidly being brought back to life. Warmth flooded her body. She relaxed, enjoying the feel of his lightly-furred chest against hers. Her hands determinedly explored his muscular frame, finally able to feel the power it held.

When he began to move in her, the growing heat in her body coalesced into a ball in the pit of her belly. She matched his rhythm with eager movements of her own.

Her pleasure was so intense that it was nearly unbearable. She grabbed his hips and pressed against him, wrapping her legs around him. Sveyn let loose a grunting groan, low and loud, as his culmination gripped him. Then Hollis let herself go.

When she peaked, her eyes flew open.

Hollis gasped, and sat straight up in her bed. Tendrils of her release still flitted outward from her groin and trilled through her frame. Her heart pounded. Her breath was ragged.

It was just a dream.

She moaned and drew her knees to her chest, falling back against the headboard.

Sveyn appeared in her doorway. Silhouetted by flickering blue light from the muted television in the living room, his stance communicated his concern.

“I am sorry, Hollis. I am so sorry.” His voice sounded strained.

She drew a shuddering breath and felt herself blushing. “You didn’t wake me.”

“Not that…” He stepped into the room. “Will you turn a light on?”

“Why?”

He took another step toward her. “Please.”

Hollis adjusted her t-shirt and tucked the sheet around her legs before she reached for the lamp on her nightstand. When she turned the switch, the glow of the bulb illuminated a stricken Viking.

She frowned. “What’s wrong? What’s happened?”

He lowered himself on the edge of her bed. “I was thinking about you.”

“Thinking about me?” A chill doused all remnants of her earlier flames. “Thinking about me how, exactly?”

His gaze fell away. “I was thinking about how beautiful you looked in your undergarments. I thought about taking them off for you.”

Hollis stared at him, her pulse now surging for an entirely different reason. “No.”

“And then I closed my eyes,”—he did now as well—“and I imagined I was in your bed with you. And that I was finally free of these leathers and fur. There was absolutely nothing between us.”

Hollis grabbed the extra bed pillow and pressed it protectively against her chest.

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