“Remove your robe and gown before you join me, poppy,” he murmured.
I couldn’t be sure, I didn’t think they recorded those types of things for the books, but I was relatively certain I had my robe and nightgown off in record time.
He liked what he saw and I knew this because his voice was gruff when he ordered, “Crawl up the bed from the bottom.”
Oh God.
Hot.
I didn’t delay and moved to the foot of the bed.
“Slow,” he commanded and I swallowed.
I put my hands to the bed, then my knees and did as ordered, the whole way my eyes to his hand working his cock.
I got to my destination and felt his other hand cup the side of my face. I guessed what that meant and stilled so he could he feed himself to me. I guessed right. Shifting the tip to my lips, his hand at my face slid up into my hair and put gentle pressure on until I took him inside.
His voice was thick when he whispered, “That’s it, dove.”
He was right.
That was it.
Or it was for right then.
I would get a whole lot more later.
* * * * *
Later, I remembered Brunskar because I’d cl**axed, so had Apollo, his “seed” was seeping out of me and his hand was smoothing over my hip when he murmured, “Brunskar.”
“Yes?” I prompted when he said no more.
His arms closed around me and he gathered me closer so we were pressed front to front on our sides.
“The Drakkars, save Frey and his two brothers, are a vicious lot, greedy, lascivious and spiteful. Some are even cruel. They like to play and their favorite toys are people.”
Wonderful. More good news about the Drakkars.
Ugh.
“Draven kind of warned me about them,” I shared.
“Good,” he muttered. “I would have done the same but I’ve been struggling with whether or not to take you to the gale. Being here, the feel of the place, which I forgot just how unpleasant it could be, I think not.”
That surprised me and I tipped my head back to look at the firelight playing on the angles of his face.
“Seriously?”
He looked down at me. “I do not like the idea of my dove being toyed with.”
God, that was sweet.
“Ilsa,” I whispered, telling him I knew what he was talking about.
He nodded. “That will be fodder, I’m certain. But they don’t need it.”
“I’ll be okay,” I assured him, though I wasn’t exactly assured myself. That said, I knew I would be okay in the end.