The Barbarian's Stolen Bride (Northmen Barbarians 1)

I pushed my tongue into her clenching opening, the hole so tight I knew once I had my cock in her, she’d strangle my length. I thrust against the furs harder, the pain in my balls suffocating. But then I felt everything in me tighten and groaned against her pussy as I came, coating the furs in my seed, the pleasure going on and on, this unending wave of pleasure.

She made a soft whimper and groped at the bed, but I couldn't stop sucking and lapping at her, licking all her honey up but hungry for more. It was only when she whimpered and gently pushed me away that I gave one more long lick up her cleft, loving when she shuddered from the act. I grabbed one of the furs and cleaned up the mess I’d made before tossing it over the platform and crawling up the bed. I gathered Prima in my arms, feeling proud when she curled against me, her hand on my chest, her head resting on my bicep.

I smoothed a hand over her sweat-dampened hair and leaned down to kiss the crown of her head, inhaling deeply and groaning at how sweet she smelled, how good she felt in my arms.

This is what I've been missing my entire existence.

“Fen,” she whispered and slid her hand down my belly, causing my body to tense and grow hot all over again. I was semihard from coming, but at the feel of her fingers so close to my length, the fucker grew stiff once more.

“What about you?”

I groaned and buried my face in her hair, my eyes closed, my jaw clenched at how good it felt to be touched by her. She clearly didn’t know I’d gotten off. I stilled her wandering hand with my fingers on her wrist. “Tonight isn’t about that. It was about you and making you feel good.” My words were muffled against her hair. I pulled her hand up and kissed her knuckles, placing her palm over my heart.

“Sleep. I’m not leaving. I’ll watch over you.” Always.

After a second she relaxed against me once more, and I curled my much bigger body over hers. I wanted to pull the furs over her, but she was sweaty, still panting, and I knew she was probably warm. Besides, I’d keep the chill off her. I’d be the one to provide for her.

Prima had been mine before she knew it.

Now it was just solidified.

14

Prima

I was sore. That was the first thing I felt as consciousness came into me slowly. And as reality flushed back into me, I couldn’t help the smile on my lips, the blush that heated my face, at the memory of what Fen had done to me last night… and when he’d woken me up right before the sun had risen.

I’d fallen asleep in his arms after he’d given me my first orgasm, and to think it was from his mouth had my face heating even more. Then I’d woken up with Fen back between my thighs, his mouth sucking at me until I came hard and clutched at his hair. And his words resonated in my mind over and over again.

“I can’t help myself with you, Prima. I had to taste you again, feel you come against my tongue.”

Even now I was wet, the memory of having his big body close to mine, his mouth latched right between my thighs, turning me on. But I knew I was alone, the sensation of Fen gone filling me with this… emptiness.

I stretched, my body pleasantly sated and sore from when Fen held my legs open. My breasts and the skin on my inner thighs felt just as sensitive from his mouth, slightly abraded from the scruff that covered his face.

A moan left me, and I blinked open my eyes. I felt so—connected—to Fen, and even more so after the lust-filled, erotic encounters.

I pushed myself up and looked around the room, not surprised he wasn’t here. In my half-awakened state, I remembered he told me he had a busy morning but that he would be eating an afternoon meal with me. And after a long and lingering kiss, he’d tucked the furs around me and left.

I’d drifted off back to sleep, and I knew it had been hours since he’d gone, because the fire in the center of the room was nothing but burning embers. I shivered a little and rubbed my hands up and down my arms, not wanting to get out of the bed, but also wanting to do more exploration of the castle today.

It was weird not having a job or a task. My entire life, I’d kept busy, having no other choice if I wanted to survive. But now in my particular station, I didn’t have to worry about food in my belly or making sure I had enough currency to buy materials to keep warm during the cold season.