Chapter 7

CHAPTER SEVEN

“ S ay that again,” Viktor demanded in a shaky voice, sounding like he was hanging on by a thread.

“I love you, Viktor,” I whispered again against his lips. “So much.”

“I love you too, Astrid. More than you can imagine,” he exhaled and pulled me flush against his body. “Are you sure about this?”

“I’m more sure of this than anything else in my life,” I promised. “Will you let me have you, Viktor?” I asked in the sultriest voice I could muster, desperate to seduce him to have his wicked ways with me.

This man loved me more than any man could ever love me. I had never been more certain of anything else, and it was time to take our relationship to the next level.

“If we do this, there’s no going back, my siren,” Viktor warned me as he pulled down the waistband of his underwear, freeing his cock.

He fisted it at the base and pumped it slowly, his eyes trailing down my body. Mine did the same to his, my entire body heating up when they fell on his cock.

His big, thick, meaty cock.

“The same goes for you, pirate,” I smiled flirtatiously and walked backwards to the bed, lowering myself onto it. “Won’t you join me?” I spread my legs, beckoning my husband.

“You don’t need to ask me twice,” Viktor chuckled, still pumping his cock as he approached me. When he lowered himself on the bed, he placed a hand on my shoulder and pushed me to lay on my back. “This is your last chance to stop me,” he murmured throatily, looming over me. He dropped himself to his knees and gently pressed his lips against mine.

“That’s not happening,” I groaned and reached my arms up to wrap around his neck, desperate to close the little distance that remained between us. “I want you, Viktor. Stop denying me. Stop denying your wife.”

He groaned and pressed his lips harder against mine. “I could never deny you, my siren.”

One moment, I could feel him resisting, his touch and kiss gentle, almost as if afraid that he would hurt me. The next moment, he was bruising my lips with his and his hands were everywhere. One hand was under my thigh, the fingertips digging into my skin as he raised my leg and hooked it over his hip, opening me up to him. His other hand was on my breast, squeezing, rubbing and pinching my nipples, alternating between them both to give equal attention.

When his hardened cock pressed against my pussy, only an inch away from my seeping hole, I moaned and arched my back.

“Viktor,” I whined, one hand lost in his hair while the other trailed down his chest, desperate to feel my husband’s cock.

“Astrid,” he groaned back, but I swallowed the sound in a hungry kiss.

“I need you inside of me, Viktor,” I all but begged him, desperate to feel the pleasure which I knew only my husband could give me.

“How do you want it, my siren?” His kisses trailed down my neck and shoulders until he reached my pebbled nipples, immediately sucking one into his mouth. “Gentle?” He switched to my other nipple. “Or hard?” To emphasise his point, his teeth raked over the hardened nub, sucking greedily.

“Hard,” I exhaled in frustration, squirming underneath him as I tried to get his cock to slip into my pussy. The thick, mushroom tip kept brushing and prodding between my lips, but he wouldn’t give me what I really wanted.

Before I could raise my hips and demand that he get inside me right now, Viktor pulled his hips back and slammed into me. True to his word, he entered me hard, and my eyes immediately rolled into the back of my head. The pain from having my virginity taken was overpowered by the sheer pleasure of his thick, throbbing cock deep inside of me.

I had thought the feeling of his cock down my throat had been amazing, but it was nothing compared to the feel of him inside of me, forcing my pussy to stretch to accommodate his thick cock.

“Astrid?” Viktor called out my name, his voice strained. “Are you okay, my siren?”

“Yes,” I moaned and nodded, forcing my eyes open. “It feels so good. You feel so good inside me,” I moaned wantonly. “I need you to move, Viktor. I need more.”

My husband, always a man of his word, thrust in and out of me harder than before. My toes curled into the blanket, and I raised my legs to hook them around his hips, desperate to feel him closer.

“I’m going to come,” I moaned, far too gone in the moment to feel embarrassed about coming so soon.

But when my husband was thrusting into me, the squelching, wet sounds of our body meeting each time, and his mouth sucking hard on my nipples, playing with my body, how was a woman supposed to last?

And as if that wasn’t enough, Viktor held my eyes as he sucked on his thumb and slipped it between our bodies to rub my clit just as furiously as he was slamming into me.

“Come for me, my siren,” he groaned and moved up to press another kiss to my lips. However, this one was far dirtier as his tongue thrust in my mouth, stroking my own at the same rate that his hips were moving. “Come on,” he tempted me in a low, gravelly tone. “Come for me, my siren. Come on my cock.”

His dirty words pushed me over the edge, and my pussy walls clenched around his cock, desperate to keep him in there as I came down from the high.

“Clench around me like that again,” Viktor groaned, raking his teeth over my bottom lip as his thrusts turned gentle, drawing out my orgasm.

Like a good girl, I did as I was told and clenched tightly around his cock, moaning wantonly at the feel of him.

Viktor groaned and dropped himself lower, burying his face in the crook of my neck. He slipped his hands under my hips and pressed them into the small of my back, holding me in place as he savagely drove into me to chase his own release.

“Harder, Viktor!” I moaned in his ear, wrapping my arms tight around his shoulder. “I need you to–” I was cut off mid-sentence at a particularly hard thrust, my voice breaking off into a loud groan.

If I weren’t so lost in the moment, I would have been embarrassed about moaning so loud when members of the crew were right next door, but right now, I couldn’t think about anything but Viktor and the wonderful things his cock was doing to me.

With the way that Viktor was driving into me, it didn’t take long for me to come again. And with how sloppy and erratic his thrusts became, I knew he wasn’t far from coming as well.

There was a hungry look on Viktor’s face as he stared at the junction where we were joined. When he pulled out, leaving only the tip inside me, his cock was adorned with specks of blood from taking my virginity. It seemed to spur my husband on more, and when he pounded deep inside me, giving me all that he had to offer, my toes curled, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“Where do you want my cum, my siren?”

“Tits,” was all I could manage as I panted heavily, still coming down from the high of the second orgasm he had given me.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he groaned, but I didn’t miss the slight smirk that crept onto his lips as he thrust into me twice more before pulling out. He rose to his knees and pumped his cock over my chest. “Push them together for me.”

Wanting to please him, I pushed my breasts together and held out my tongue as far as I could. Viktor cursed, his eyebrows knitting together. He almost looked like he was in pain as he pumped his cock faster, desperate for his release.

Milky white cum shot out from the tip of his cock, spurting all over my boobs. There was even a blob that landed on my tongue, and when I made a show of closing my mouth and swallowing it, he groaned and pumped his cock faster, forcing out the last few drops of his cum.

“I’ve never come so hard in my life before,” Viktor groaned lowly as he rubbed his cock all over my breasts, rubbing in his essence. “You’re far too sexy for your own good, my siren.”

“You’re not too bad yourself, pirate,” I giggled and smiled widely when he rolled onto the bed to lay beside me.

Viktor slipped his arm under my head, pulled me into his side and pulled the blanket over us.

“I love you so much, Astrid,” he groaned, whispering the words in my ear.

“I love you, too,” I whispered back, turning my head to brush the tip of my nose against his, my eyes fluttering shut.

That night was the best sleep of my life.

I woke up feeling like my heart would burst with love. It didn’t matter that there was a slight, uncomfortable ache between my legs or that my breasts were still a little sticky from his cum. All that mattered was that I loved Viktor, and he loved me back. Fiercely .

How had I been so lucky to have had this wonderful man fall in love with me? I certainly hadn’t done anything to deserve it.

Gazing at him from under my lashes, my eyes still heavy with sleep, I couldn’t resist touching him. My fingertips grazed his cheek and the lines on his face. He hadn’t shaved since we had set sail from Jorvik, and I wasn’t mad about it. Not when the shadow of a beard made me want him all that more.

The thought went straight to my pussy, and I crossed my legs to dim the feeling but had no luck.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Viktor whispered, his eyes still closed.

“Like what?” I asked, a small smile creeping onto my face.

“Like you want to eat me,” he snickered, his eyes fluttering open to stare at me. I immediately lost myself in the dark pools, but there was no sense of fear or worry. Not when I was with him.

“I guess we worked up an appetite last night,” I murmured, feeling my lips curl higher.

“You can say that again,” Viktor grinned and pressed his lips to mine in a sweet, gentle kiss. “Good morrow, wife,” he whispered, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth.

“Good morrow, husband,” I moaned into his mouth, already hungry for more of him, but the ache between my legs warned me to pace myself. How were we going to explain this to the crew if I suddenly found myself unable to walk from fucking so hard?

“How did you sleep?” He pressed his face into the crook of my neck, resting there as if I were his pillow. But I couldn’t bring myself to complain in the slightest. Not when it felt so right.

“It was the best night’s sleep in my life,” I admitted, raking my nails over his scalp.

“I feel the same way,” he murmured, inhaling deeply. “Sometimes, I still can’t believe that we’re married.”

“Me, too,” I whispered back with a goofy grin, but it didn’t stay in place for long. “What are you doing?” I asked, my breath hitching at his wandering hands, which only seemed to dip lower and lower. “Viktor,” I whined, but the sound was cut short when he pressed his thumb between my pussy lips.

“Come on,” Viktor suddenly announced, pushing himself up from the bed.

“Where are you going?” I asked, almost panicked.

“Let’s wash up together. It’s a great way to save on water,” he told me, reaching for his breeches. He threw his tunic at me before sticking his head out the door to ensure the coast was clear. The last thing we needed right now was to get caught. With several months left at sea, I doubted anyone would forget it anytime soon, and we would be forced to live with the constant teasing.

When Viktor had suggested that we wash up together to save on water, I should have known that he was lying through his teeth. I should have known that it would lead to another round of sex while we were wet and naked together, but I certainly wasn’t complaining. Not when he felt so good inside of me.

At least this time, when he came all over my boobs, we remembered to wash it away.