Thrall: A Viking Mpreg (The Thorson Sagas) by Isabel Steele

Thrall: A Viking Mpreg (The Thorson Sagas) by Isabel Steele

Author:Isabel Steele
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Kindle Unlimited
ISBN: 9781980846543
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2018-04-17T04:00:00+00:00


FIFTEEN

ASGRIM

The great hall was filled with jubilant villagers, both tradesmen and raiders, as they celebrated the successful raid to the east. Jarl Beorn and Lady Helga sat together on their raised chairs, Beorn's mate Orik sat on the alpha's lap, his belly round with child. The heat from the fire and the press of people made Asgrim feel nearly ill, but he stayed by Halvard's side, his hand occasionally caressing his belly.

He was satisfied in his role during the raid, having proven himself as a fighter not only to Beorn but to Halvard as well. Asgrim felt his cheeks flush with heat, masked by the heat from the fire, as he recalled their fierce coupling in the aftermath of the raids. It was as if his changing hormones made his desire for Halvard that much greater. He had caught his mate studying him when Halvard did not think Asgrim was paying attention, and the omega was certain that Halvard sensed the changes Asgrim's body was beginning to go through.

Asgrim knew that he should tell Halvard he was with child but he had wanted more time with his mate, simply the two of them.

"Where are you?" Halvard's voice was soft in his ear, yet the omega could hear him clearly over the din.

Asgrim turned to Halvard, a smile on his face, and took a sip of his ale. "Clearly lost in thought. Thank you for rescuing me."

Halvard slipped a hand around Asgrim's waist, pulling him flush against him, grinding his half-erect cock against him. "I will always rescue you, my love."

Asgrim rolled his eyes, amused at his mate. "You are drunk, Halvard."

The alpha roared with laughter, and the sight of the man so happy made Asgrim's mouth dry with desire. "I am only a little drunk, I promise you."

Asgrim pulled away but slipped Halvard's arm around his shoulder as he tucked himself into the alpha's side. "See that you do not get too drunk. I would hate to be disappointed tonight."

Tolki and Sigurd, two of Halvard's alpha compatriots, overheard Asgrim's comment and laughed loudly.

"Yes, Halvard," Tolki said, a teasing glint reflected in the man's dark eyes. "You must be a good alpha for your omega."

Halvard protested but Sigurd cut him off. "Yes, we know. Halvard Ironwill can do all that he sets his mind to," Sigurd said. "Perhaps he will only think he has satisfied his omega?"

"I am offended at such remarks," Halvard blustered. "In a competition between pleasing omegas, I certainly can please mine more so than you have ever pleased Koric."

Tolki snickered into his cup as Sigurd relaxed back against the table. "I have given Koric two children and tonight I shall give him another. How many children have you given Asgrim, hmm, Halvard?"

Before Halvard could do more than sputter in response, Asgrim cocked his eyebrow at the other alpha. "At least one."

Halvard turned quickly to face the omega, an incredulous look on his face. "Really?"

Asgrim smiled and nodded, shyly. He had not meant to tell his alpha in such a way, but he could not have allowed the other alphas to insult Halvard's virility.



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