Bonded to the Berserkers: A menage shifter romance (Berserker Brides Book 4) by Lee Savino

Author:Lee Savino [Savino, Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-18T18:30:00+00:00

I busied myself with chores until the woman calmed down. Once she no longer sniffled, Haakon sent her to bathe her face and hair. It killed me, but I pretended to ignore the splashing and soft sighs of our mate as she enjoyed the water I’d warmed for her.

You can watch, you know. She’s your mate as much as she is mine. The heat in Haakon’s voice told me he’d enjoyed the whole show.

Next time.

Once we have her in our lodge, we should keep her naked.

I couldn’t think ahead to a home with a mate. There was still so much danger. The Corpse King hadn’t found us yet, but if Haakon didn’t heal quickly, it was only a matter of time.

When Laurel stepped out of the bath, I was waiting for her. Steeling myself, I raised a new shift, woven from the softest linen and hemmed with beautiful needlework. Laurel’s wide eyes told me she’d never seen such a fine garment.

I motioned her close but turned her. “Bend down,” I murmured, and added when she sucked in a breath. “I only wish to check your bottom.” Her pale curves bore a lingering redness. I cupped a generous handful and massaged it, soothing her when she rocked from side to side nervously. There were a few raw lines from where my fingers had caught her sit spots. I grew hard as iron knowing my hand had made the marks.

At last I drew her upright. Her face was as red as her bottom.

“The beast within us longs for a mate to cherish, but also to discipline.”

“Please,” she whispered. “I’ll be good.”

“You are a good girl,” I praised her. “But we also will not hesitate to take you in hand, to teach you our ways. But after punishment, comes reward.”

I helped her dress into the shift, and then the red gown. The fabric flowed like wine around her legs. She looked like a queen with her long, dark hair braided into a crown.

“It’s so beautiful,” she breathed.

“Our mate will always be clothed in finery.”

“Unless she is at home alone with us,” Haakon corrected. “Then she must always be naked.”

Laurel rolled her eyes. A soft smile suffused her features. She looked at the ground before me, almost… shy.

“Will you thank Ulf for fetching you such a fine gown?” Haakon prodded. I glared at him.

Before I knew it, Laurel had curtseyed. “Thank you, Sir.” She came close and took my hand and kissed it. I stilled as her lips touched my rough knuckles, the beast inside me roaring to life.

She must have known the danger, for she trembled a little when she raised her eyes to mine. “I don’t deserve it.”

I just stared at her. She gazed unflinchingly on my ruined face.

“Of course you do, lass,” Haakon called. “Our mate deserves the best.”

A stubborn look came over her face, one that told me she did not accept that she was our mate.

“You’re welcome for the dress,” I told her. “Suits you better than a dirty shift.

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