Captured by Vikings (An MMF Bisexual Threesome)

Author:Roxie Noir [Noir, Roxie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-19T23:00:00+00:00

She tried to go through the next day pretending that she’d seen nothing. It was all she could do not to stare at Thorvald while she made breakfast, though, and she blushed and looked at the floor whenever Erik made eye contact with her.

Finally, at dinner, he spoke up.

“What’s gotten into you?” he asked. “You’re meek as a mouse in a room full of cats.”

True to form, Alva blushed and looked down at the floor.

“Nothing,” she said, and even she knew it wasn’t convincing.

As she tried to walk away, he caught her by the wrist and pulled her back toward him. Alva held her breath for a moment. This was what Duncan had done when he was about to strike her, and instinctually, she flinched.

He looked at her hard, and something inside her stirred. It was different from the way he usually looked at her, and all of a sudden, she felt that deep, aching pulse begin again.

“Come on,” he said, trying to make his voice sound light. “Tell us.”

“It’s nothing.”

Erik yanked on her wrist again and this time Alva stumbled, tripping over herself, and landing hard on Erik’s lap. He caught her easily, both arms around her now.

Her heart beat even faster. What would happen if they knew what she’d seen?

Across the table, Thorvald leaned in, his blue eyes flickering in the firelight.

“You’re acting like you’ve seen a ghost,” he said.

One of Erik’s hands was on the small of her back, the other on her knee, squeezing.

“You’ve been asking lots of questions lately,” Thorvald went on. Alva couldn’t tell what he was doing — he was half teasing, half serious, and she had no idea what to make of it. She swallowed and forced herself to meet his gaze.

“Wanting to know why we’re not married,” Erik said. His hand was creeping up her leg, still on the outside of her skirts, and she was beginning to have trouble focusing. All she could think about was watching the two of them, the night before, and how it had made her feel so strange.

“I think you’ve figured that one out,” Thorvald said, still smiling. “Didn’t you, last night?”

Alva gasped, then held her breath. She could feel herself turning bright red, but she was afraid to say anything. What if they were baiting her, waiting to kill her if she said the wrong thing?

Erik leaned forward suddenly, pushing his face into her neck, his lips grazing the sensitive skin there. Alva closed her eyes and a shiver went down her spine.

“There’s room for another,” he said. His warm breath tickled her, and her lips parted just a little. She felt the pulse between her legs even harder.

Finally, for once, she knew exactly what she wanted, even though it frightened her.

Erik’s warm lips closed on her flesh, and he trailed tiny kisses and bites from her jaw to her collarbone, making Alva sigh with pleasure.

“I ought to be jealous,” Thorvald said, across the table, still watching intently.

Alva’s eyes flew open in alarm, but Thorvald only laughed.

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