Ivar grinned before stepping away and dropping a kiss on Amma’s cheek. Once they were in Lena’s chamber with the door closed, they came together in a heated kiss that pushed everything else from their minds, their need to reunite their bodies too powerful to ignore. Ivar ripped the towel from Lena’s body, and his hands roamed over Lena’s body as she began unfastening as much of Ivar’s clothing as she could.
“Let me watch,” Ivar’s voice was hoarse with need.
Lena ran her hands over her breasts and belly until she reached the thatch of hair at the apex of her thighs. One hand skimmed back up to knead her breast and tweak her nipple as fingers from her other hand delved into her sheath and rubbed the pearl of her arousal. Ivar’s eyes devoured the sight as he rushed to pull off his clothes. Once he was bare too, he reached for Lena’s hand and brought the dew-covered fingers to his lips. He licked each one clean before sucking her forefinger into his mouth.
“I shall make love to you every way I can think of with my mouth and my rod.” Ivar’s hands squeezed the supple flesh of her backside before lifting her to wrap her legs around his waist. The tip of his cock grazed her entrance, and she shifted, trying to take him into her aching body. “Oh no, not yet.”
“Ivar,” she pleaded.
“I intend to enjoy every course of this meal.” Ivar sat on the bed then laid back, pulling Lena to hover over his mouth. His fingers bit into her hips as he pressed her down to meet his questing tongue. Lena’s moan filled the room as her head fell back, wet hair brushing against Ivar’s thigh. Lena’s hips undulated as Ivar flicked his tongue over her heated bud before sucking the sensitive flesh into his mouth. He raked his teeth across it before delving his tongue into her core.
“Ivar, I want you, too. Please. I need--” Lena’s voice trailed off as mewls of desperation overtook her moans of pleasure.
“Greedy little thing, aren’t you? Very well. I can’t say that I don’t long for you to run your tongue and satiny mouth over my cock.”
Lena twisted around until she leaned over Ivar’s steel length. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it several times while Ivar pulled her hips back towards him and resumed his feast. She licked the tip, and Ivar’s responding growl made her core vibrate with need. Lena sank her mouth onto his cock and tightened her lips around his swollen rod. Her head bobbed as his cock twitched. Their need matched one another as they both sought to give and take pleasure from one another.
“Enough,” Ivar hissed as his body sped too quickly towards completion. Lena was not in agreement, sucking harder and faster, wanting to pleasure Ivar. An echoing smack landed across her backside, and Lena wiggled her hips toward Ivar. It was only a moment later that Lena felt herself flying as Ivar lifted her away and turned her to land on the bed with his body covering her. In the next instant, Ivar was buried to the hilt as his cock felt like it had come home. “You don’t listen very well, do you?”
“Perhaps a spanking would make me pay better attention to your commands,” Lena purred.
“We shall see about that after we have gotten our fill of one another.”
“I will never get my fill. I will always want more.” Lena snapped her mouth shut as her own words filtered through her mind.
Ivar’s responding grunt and increased speed as he thrust into her had her arching off the bed.
“You will always get more. Lena, I will make you come day after day, night after night until the gods take me away. Then I shall find you in the afterlife and pleasure you there. You are mine.”
Ivar punctuated the last three words with thrusts that verged on pain for Lena, but they only made her grow wilder.
“I am yours. Always. Do with me whatever you want. I’ll never turn you away.”
“You shouldn’t have said that because when I’m done making love to you, I’m going to fuck you.”
“That’s what I want. What I need.”
Ivar’s kiss was savage and possessive, and Lena’s matched him as they sought to prove their claim on one another. Lena sensed the tightening within her belly as she ground her mound against Ivar. The pleasure built into an inferno before exploding throughout. Her core squeezed Ivar’s cock until he, too, exploded. Their kisses shifted from demanding to affectionate as they shifted from blind need to bliss. Ivar held Lena as he feathered kisses across her cheeks and along her neck.
“I love you, Lena.” Ivar saw the flash of joy before sadness settled in Lena’s eyes. “I will tell you that every day for the rest of our lives. I will tell you that before our families and our people. You are the one I will marry, even if that means we must run away.”
Lena brushed the hair back from Ivar’s face before twirling a lock around her finger. She tugged, and Ivar leaned forward for a tender kiss that made Lena sigh.
“I’m serious. I won’t marry anyone other than you. Neither my father nor any other man can force me to make a vow I refuse to keep. My father would not make me an oath breaker and that is what I would be if I married another woman. I would never touch her. I would never live with her as a husband. I don’t think even my father would want to shame a woman in such a way. I will not give you up.”
“Ivar, we aren’t children anymore. You can’t hold on to me like a toy you won’t share, and you cannot have a fit because your father tells you to do something you don’t want to do. You have a duty to our people. That duty doesn’t include me.”
“But it should. Only a fool would think you aren’t the woman best suited to be the future frú of this clan. My mother knows it, even if my father refuses to consider it. My mother has been guiding you and training you for years, before we even began sharing our furs.”
“But I would bring nothing to our marriage but the clothes on my back.”
“Which I would quickly strip you of.” An irrepressible smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, making him even more desirable. He was already the most handsome man Lena had ever seen, but when he shared that smile that only appeared for her, she was ready to melt.
“Ivar, be serious.” Lena had to look away as his smile was too captivating. “If the papers have already been signed, or even just drafted, then this marriage is moving forward. And it won’t be between you and me.”
“Why are you so ready to give up? Why won’t you fight for us?”
Lena pushed against Ivar’s shoulder until he rolled to his side.
