Death and Beauty by Samantha MacLeod

Author:Samantha MacLeod [MacLeod, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vestal Valley Press
Published: 2017-06-19T18:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Hel’s narrow single bed was beyond uncomfortable. After making love for the fifth time - or had it been the sixth? - we’d both collapsed in exhaustion. But I’d woken shortly afterward, crushed against the cold stone wall and unwilling to move Hel’s gorgeous sleeping body. I tried sleeping on the floor, which was even worse than the bed, not to mention freezing. I finally ended up in the chair at her desk, dozing in little fits and starts.

Now I stood at her window, watching dawn begin in Niflhel. Hel’s window had an amazing view. It must have been built, I realized, so no one could look in on her while she slept. There were no other buildings in sight, not so much as a window ledge. Just a lovely, uninterrupted view of the river, the rolling foothills, and the jagged black mountains. The sky turned a pale turquoise as I watched, improving the view with each passing minute.

But I wasn’t overly interested in the scenery. I was watching Hel sleep.

She lay on her side, with her face to the wall. The blanket had fallen off her shoulder, and one elegant long leg poked out, her toes pointed at the window like a dancer. My body hummed in response as the light grew, caressing her soft skin. I would’ve thought last night used me up, but my cock stiffened as my eyes traced the curve of that leg, from her ankle to the swell of her calf to the thin strip of thigh peeking out from under the dark covers.

I wrapped my hand around my cock and stroked once, remembering the feel of Hel’s fingers last night. And the other parts of her body. She sighed in her sleep and more of the blanket slipped from her shoulder, revealing the smooth skin of her back. My hand tightened and my breath caught in my throat.

Damn, this woman was amazing. When was the last time I’d been this turned on? I closed my eyes, leaning against the cold wall as I ran my hand gently over the stiff length of my cock.

I’d lost my head over a few women, back when I first discovered the pleasures of sex. They were mortal, of course; I always watched myself too closely with the Æsir to really fall in love. Kirstin I remembered, the mortal woman who lived at the edge of the forest, the one with raven hair and lips like strawberries. She’d done this to me, filled me with a hunger that seemed like it would never be satiated. Until the day Óðinn called me to his throne to show me what happened to Loki’s mortal lovers. I told myself he wasn’t threatening me, but still, the vision scared me. I never saw Kristin again.

When I first married Nanna, I’d hoped our marriage vows might create the same sense of excitement and urgency I’d so briefly enjoyed with my first lovers, despite the fact that our matrimony was a contract drawn up by our parents without any input from either of us.

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