Viking's Fury by Saranna DeWylde

Author:Saranna DeWylde
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sea Goddess Books

Chapter Five

Mercy couldn’t believe what she’d just said, but she didn’t want to take it back. It seemed like all the things in the ‘verse had lined up to put her in this particular moment in time, with this man.

It was exactly where she wanted to be.

He was everything she could have dreamed: fierce and strong when he had to be, intelligent, witty, and kind. He was gentle with her. He treated her like his equal even though he was stronger, faster, and probably smarter. He listened to what she had to say.

Magnus believed in her. She’d never had that before.

Then, of course, there was the part where he was the most beautiful man she’d ever seen.

She wondered for a brief moment if the reason he kept putting her off was that maybe he didn’t want her.

No, no. He wouldn’t have that reaction to kissing her if he didn’t want her.

Maybe she’d been too forward? Too brash?

If he was determined that she was more Valkyrie than the meek Odinsdottir, then maybe she was. Mercy found her voice. “Unless you don’t want to.”

“I don’t want to be a regret.”

That was the last answer she’d ever expected from him. She thought he might have said any manner of things, but it never occurred to her he could think he’d be a regret, or it would register in his world. He was so unlike any male she’d ever known. “You won’t. Having not asked you would’ve been the regret.”

He pulled her on top of him and she squealed. “What are you doing?”

“What you asked.”

“It doesn’t work like this.” But maybe it should. She felt so powerful, like she was the one in control.

He arched a brow. “Oh no? Who here has engaged in said activity, and who has not?”

“I… I’m really sure it doesn’t work this way.”

“Do you like how it feels?”

“Yes.”

“Then this is how it works.” A smile curved his hard mouth, and the expression was almost like she was some small mammal that had done something cute.

She pursed her lips.

“You’ll see. Kiss me.”

She definitely wanted to kiss him. She always wanted to kiss him. She wondered briefly if his mouth was like some kind of opiate. That once she’d had a taste, she’d always need more.

Mercy liked having him beneath her. She knew he was there by choice, but some of her tutors had made it sound like sex was something ugly and terrifying. That the male of the species morphed into some raging, uncontrollable rutting beast.

Magnus was large, suitably alpha male, and he definitely had Berserker in his blood. So either they were full of interstellar crap, or she just didn’t inspire that kind of reaction in him.

“I don’t know what’s going through your head, fire-hair, but how about you stop thinking and do this. Unless you changed your mind.”

She grinned. “No, I didn’t change my mind.”

Mercy leaned down and pressed her lips to his. She found her body knew what it wanted even if her brain did not. She’d shifted on top of him, rolling her hips against his, grinding her cleft against his hard cock.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.