Chapter 12

CHAPTER TWELVE

T here was no place like home.

Whether on land or at sea, home was in my husband’s arms. And right now, with his warm breath fanning over the back of my neck and his arms wound tightly around my waist, his hands pressed into my stomach to keep me pressed into him, and with the thick fur of the blanket thrown over us carelessly, I had never felt more at home.

“Have I told you how much I love you today?” I murmured with closed eyes, snuggling closer.

When Viktor growled something along the lines of: “You’ll regret that later when you don’t get any sleep tonight”, I couldn’t help but laugh.

I knew what I was doing when I did it, but I couldn’t resist. Who would be able to when they were married to a man like Viktor?

Just looking at him had my pussy wet and clenching for something big and thick to fill it.

“As it’s past midnight, and we’ve already started a new day, the answer would be no,” Viktor whispered against my skin, groaning lightly as he nuzzled his face further into my neck.

It appeared that I wasn’t the only one who enjoyed our late-night snuggle sessions.

“Well, I’ll just take this moment to tell you how much I love you.”

“And how much is that?”

“So much,” I couldn’t help but laugh, moaning lightly when he nipped at my neck, gently sucking it into his mouth. I would be more concerned about him leaving a love bite if it didn’t feel so good. The last thing I needed was for the whole crew to tease us about it tomorrow–namely me. When you were out at sea all day with nothing but the blues of the water to gaze at, opportunities to make fun of each other in some light jesting weren’t to be missed.

Viktor pressed a kiss to my neck. “I love you too, Astrid.”

My smile faltered. “I don’t know many men back at Jorvik that would stand up for their wives the way you stood up for me today.”

“They’re doing it wrong,” he murmured, pressing another kiss to my neck. “You can’t claim to love someone if you’re unwilling to stick up for them when they’ve been wronged and disrespected. And just so we’re on the same page,” he exhaled deeply, his warm breath fanning over my skin and sending a shiver down my spine. “I will always have your back, my siren. No matter what. You and I, we’re a team.”

Unable to keep my feelings for this man at bay, I leaned up and brushed my lips against his in a soft, gentle kiss. It stayed sweet for approximately two seconds before I slanted my head, and it turned hungry and passionate.

I moaned at the taste of him as I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth. When his hand dropped to my ass, squeezing hard before moving down to grasp my thigh and hook it over his hip, I knew what I planned to be a simple kiss before we fell asleep–a blatant lie–quickly turned into so much more.

“God, I love you so much,” Viktor groaned as he pushed me onto my back, my leg still hooked over his hip. He was quick to grasp my other thigh and give it a quick squeeze before hooking it over the other side. “I never truly believed in love before you, Astrid,” he whispered the words against the slope of my neck, pressing wet kisses up and down the length of it as he shimmied out of his undergarments and the bulbous head of his cock disappeared under the bottom of the slip I had donned for the night. “But now, with you, I can’t get enough of it. I won’t ever get enough of loving you,” he groaned as he pushed forward and spread my pussy lips, spearing me with the entire length of his thick, girthy cock.

“Oh, Viktor!” I groaned and arched my back, feeling so full with his cock buried deep inside of me, balls deep. “That feels so good,” I groaned and tightened my legs around his hips, pressing the soles of my feet against his buttocks in a desperate need to feel him closer. I feared it would never be enough.

He pressed his mouth to mine in a hard hiss. “You feel incredible,” he grunted.

The kisses trailed down my chin, neck and along my shoulders. He slipped the straps of my slip down my arms with the tip of his nose.

He continued his light thrusts as he sat up, forcing me up with him. Sensing what he wanted, I lifted my arms above my head, and Viktor pulled off my slip in one sweeping motion. He threw it carelessly to the side before pushing me down on the bed once again.

“Come here, pirate,” I groaned and held my arms open for him, needing to feel him as close as humanly possible.

“Your pussy is so tight,” Viktor groaned against one of my pebbled nipples, flicking it with his tongue as he dug deeper inside me. “It’s so greedy for me.” His kisses turned wet, and he turned his head to give the other nipple equal attention. “It clenches so tight around my cock.”

His words had me moaning and panting, making my pussy even wetter. I gushed around his cock, but with the way he drilled into me, I quickly found myself climbing toward my climax.

We both stilled when we suddenly heard some shuffling outside the door.

“What’s that?” I whispered, staring up at him with wide eyes.

“There’s someone outside the door,” Viktor murmured and pulled out of me. If I weren’t concerned about there being someone outside the door, potentially listening to us having sex, I would have demanded that he get back inside me. However, unbeknown to the happenings inside my mind, Viktor slammed his cock back inside me, the loud slapping of his balls against the curve of my ass filling the room.

“What are you doing?” I whispered with wide eyes, trying to hold back my moans.

“I’m showing my wife a good time,” he chuckled and pressed a hard kiss to my mouth. “Whoever that is, they’re probably just walking past to use the bathroom. Why should that stop our fun?”

Before I could reprimand Viktor for being so nonchalant about all of this, he pressed his hand against my mouth and thrust into me even harder than ever before.

There was something so sinfully hot about this. His hand pressed to my mouth, muffling my wanton moans as he thrust his big cock in and out of me, hitting that perfect spot inside of me every time.

“I didn’t know my wife was such a dirty little thing,” Viktor chuckled throatily at the look of wanton pleasure on my face.

When my moans got louder, he pressed his hand harder against my mouth and continued the deep thrusts, making my legs quiver. I bit his hand when the feeling became almost too much, but Viktor just smirked at me.

With his free hand, he sunk his fingers into my thigh and lifted my leg, unhooking it from around his hip and draping it over his shoulder instead.

I didn’t even know my legs could open up that wide!

At this angle, it felt like Viktor was hitting a magical spot inside me I didn’t even know existed. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I moaned his name, the sound muffled against the palm of his hand.

“You like that, my siren?” He asked in a low, gravelly tone.

We had gotten so lost in the sweet pleasure that we forgot about the shuffling we had heard outside our door earlier. However, we were quickly reminded of it when the door squeaked as it began to open.

I shrieked, startled, and Viktor swore loudly as he reached for the blanket, pulling it over us both. But just as quick as the mystery person had opened the door, they slammed it shut, and then there was the faint sound of their feet pattering on the ground as they hurried away.

We stared at the closed door for a long moment, unsure what to say or do before Viktor turned to face me. Our eyes locked, and I knew we were thinking the same thing.

Who had just come into our room?