kisses continued, but now he writhed with her hand on him and his mouth became hot as he panted. He pushed her away. “We cannot,” he gasped. “Woman, put your hand down.”
“No,” she flashed her eyes at him. “If you will not carry me away from this wedding, then you will carry me away on your cock. Now. Hamund will not have my maidenhead.”
A strong hand took hers from his rigid cock and lifted it up to cover her breasts. He pressed his hips harder into her and groaned.
She continued, “I will not submit to Hamund. I will tear at his back and kick at his balls if he tries to mount me. I will bite his cheek and rip his hair. He will not enter my body. Only you shall have me. Only you.” Danica gave small demonstrations of each of these defenses as she spoke them and on the words, ‘enter my body’ Torgal crushed her against him and kissed her hard. She opened her mouth and took his tongue and his cock hardened further. She bent her knees with her arms on his neck and brought him down into the mound of straw in the shelter. Victoria tried to stop her. She planted the images of the dire consequences of this rash act in her head. The fires of lust were upon this young virgin. The thoughts that they might be discovered and punished did nothing but fan those flames into an inferno of desire for this man. Victoria was overcome with Danica’s passion and felt pushed around helplessly inside her body.
When Torgal’s cock entered her and broke the thin membrane that proved Danica’s maidenhood Victoria felt a huge wave of pleasure and pain. She arched her back and cried out as Danica did, she met his thrusts with her own and the waves and waves of pleasure broke over her in unending crashes of warm contentment. Torgal’s caresses and murmurs of love carried her through the encounter with a blissful heat that seemed to steam the chilly autumn night.
This lovemaking was short and passionate. He finished quickly as he was young and the circumstances of their coupling did not lend itself to long slow strokes. Danica’s eyes glittered with triumph and Victoria felt her mind tell her that now Torgal must take her away. Now that he had her, she was his and he could not hand her over to her brothers to be given to their neighbor. She thought she had won.
But Victoria knew what this girl did not. She saw the men leave the longhouse. She saw them head toward the fodder-house. There were eight of them. Her brothers and Hamund and Hamund’s brothers.
Torgal and Danica were still joined together when they burst in. Victoria cursed. She was supposed to have prevented this. In the back of her head she heard her demon murmur that nothing could have prevented this. She resisted him but the scene unfolded nonetheless. The brothers put their hands on Torgal’s shoulders and pulled him off of Danica, his dripping cock testified against him before multiple witnesses. Danica was like a screeching cat, all claws and teeth. She came up out of the straw and flung herself at her brothers, her hair flying about her face and her brown dress crumpled and tripping her legs as she tried to scratch their eyes out. They caught her easily and pinned her arms behind her. Both lovers were marched to the longhouse and Victoria fled.
Back in her bed she turned stricken eyes on Mr. Magnus and Jasper. “I failed Torgal. He is taken again.”
Jasper grabbed at her arm, “You must go back, then.”
She reached for the glass of water on the table and Jasper handed it to her. “Go back,” he repeated.
“Can I stop her?” Victoria drank the water and remembered Danica’s fierce determination. There was no stopping that woman. She would have Torgal’s dick inside her no matter that Odin or Thor would come crashing from the heavens to stop her. She smiled a little. Danica’s fierce determination was something she wished she had in this life.
Mr. Magnus prompted her. “It is possible that it is not the act itself that must be stopped, but something else. The consequences, perhaps. It was not the coupling that killed him.”
This made sense. Victoria was not eager to face the wrath of those Vikings. Torgal had committed an offense that had no defense. The punishment was death. The dishonor to Hamund and his family