Odin's Shadow (Sons Of Odin Book 1) (9th Century Viking Romance) by Erin S. Riley Page B
Authors: Erin S. Riley
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Adult, Historical Romance, Brothers, Ireland, secrets, Norway, Viking, 9th Century, Viking Ship, Hasty Marriage, Irish Bride, Viking Warlord Husband
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burned into hers as she shivered.
"Your lips are blue," he murmured, rubbing his thumb across them. "What were you thinking?"
"Blood," Selia said through her chattering teeth. She looked down in the direction of the area in question, and felt herself flush even deeper.
"Yes, I imagine there was." He didn't sound the least bit remorseful. In fact, if the way he was looking at her was any indication, he wanted to repeat the act that had caused the blood in the first place. She blinked away the tears that welled up in her eyes.
Alrik put a hand on the small of her back to pull her closer. He let her hair loose, then slid his other hand up to cup her breast. His fingers dug in a bit too hard, and she cried out. He smiled his angry smile.
"Selia. Under no circumstances are you to wander away without me. Ever." His eyes narrowed darkly. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
She looked at him with uncertainty, interpreting that he was angry at her but not comprehending all the words. It was of the utmost importance to know what she had done wrong so she could avoid doing it again.
Alrik gripped her shoulders. "You stay with me. You stay with me, " he said, shaking her slightly with each word for emphasis.
Selia nodded.
Relaxing his hold on her shoulders, he slid both hands under her buttocks and pulled her into his lap. Her legs dangled as she straddled him. She squirmed at the position, but he kept her still as he brought his mouth upon hers in a kiss, hard and possessive.
Selia sensed the animal within him coming to life. The heat rising from Alrik's skin warmed her cold body where he touched her. His hand was on her breast again, each tweak of his fingers causing an unexpected jolt of pleasure to course through her veins. Then he broke the kiss to lift her, bringing her breast up to his mouth, and suckled roughly.
The sensation was overwhelming. Despite her fear, there was an ache deep in her belly, a heaviness that called for release. How could her body desire him, how could she desire him, knowing what he had done last night?
Yet she gripped his shoulders, feeling the ripple of his muscles as he held her. His hair glittered like spun silk in the sun. She had a sudden urge to touch the silvery strands, to feel its texture. She did, cautiously at first, then with a moan twined her fingers into it and pressed his head to her breast.
Alrik looked up at her. She shivered at the beauty of his face, the beauty that masked the shadow inside him. But Selia's fear was gone for the moment, and she gave him a hesitant smile. Maybe he had been right last night . . . maybe she could grow to enjoy this after all.
He shifted her body and pushed his breeches down over his hips. She felt the hard, naked length of him as he pulled her back into his lap. She took in a shaky breath. His eyes were so blue, so mesmerizing. She tried to look away, but he held her chin so she couldn’t.
He filled her completely in one long, slow movement, then remained still for a moment as he watched her. She gasped, flushing. She had to close her eyes to steady herself.
Alrik brought his mouth to hers. The kiss deepened as he began to move inside her. His large hands tightened around her hips, digging into her flesh, and Selia held on as his thrusts intensified. He seemed to be everywhere at once, taking her, claiming her, overpowering her.
The sensation was extraordinary. Her fear and desire forged into a powerful, molten need that was unlike anything she had felt before. A current of pleasure rippled through her body with every thrust, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out. He moved faster. She gripped his arms, digging in with her fingernails. There was a buildup of tension in her belly, a feeling both terrifying and exhilarating, then a sudden release that shook her to the very core. With a sob, she pressed her face into his shoulder.
Alrik groaned. He crushed her against him as he thrust a last time. She melted into him, confused and
"Your lips are blue," he murmured, rubbing his thumb across them. "What were you thinking?"
"Blood," Selia said through her chattering teeth. She looked down in the direction of the area in question, and felt herself flush even deeper.
"Yes, I imagine there was." He didn't sound the least bit remorseful. In fact, if the way he was looking at her was any indication, he wanted to repeat the act that had caused the blood in the first place. She blinked away the tears that welled up in her eyes.
Alrik put a hand on the small of her back to pull her closer. He let her hair loose, then slid his other hand up to cup her breast. His fingers dug in a bit too hard, and she cried out. He smiled his angry smile.
"Selia. Under no circumstances are you to wander away without me. Ever." His eyes narrowed darkly. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
She looked at him with uncertainty, interpreting that he was angry at her but not comprehending all the words. It was of the utmost importance to know what she had done wrong so she could avoid doing it again.
Alrik gripped her shoulders. "You stay with me. You stay with me, " he said, shaking her slightly with each word for emphasis.
Selia nodded.
Relaxing his hold on her shoulders, he slid both hands under her buttocks and pulled her into his lap. Her legs dangled as she straddled him. She squirmed at the position, but he kept her still as he brought his mouth upon hers in a kiss, hard and possessive.
Selia sensed the animal within him coming to life. The heat rising from Alrik's skin warmed her cold body where he touched her. His hand was on her breast again, each tweak of his fingers causing an unexpected jolt of pleasure to course through her veins. Then he broke the kiss to lift her, bringing her breast up to his mouth, and suckled roughly.
The sensation was overwhelming. Despite her fear, there was an ache deep in her belly, a heaviness that called for release. How could her body desire him, how could she desire him, knowing what he had done last night?
Yet she gripped his shoulders, feeling the ripple of his muscles as he held her. His hair glittered like spun silk in the sun. She had a sudden urge to touch the silvery strands, to feel its texture. She did, cautiously at first, then with a moan twined her fingers into it and pressed his head to her breast.
Alrik looked up at her. She shivered at the beauty of his face, the beauty that masked the shadow inside him. But Selia's fear was gone for the moment, and she gave him a hesitant smile. Maybe he had been right last night . . . maybe she could grow to enjoy this after all.
He shifted her body and pushed his breeches down over his hips. She felt the hard, naked length of him as he pulled her back into his lap. She took in a shaky breath. His eyes were so blue, so mesmerizing. She tried to look away, but he held her chin so she couldn’t.
He filled her completely in one long, slow movement, then remained still for a moment as he watched her. She gasped, flushing. She had to close her eyes to steady herself.
Alrik brought his mouth to hers. The kiss deepened as he began to move inside her. His large hands tightened around her hips, digging into her flesh, and Selia held on as his thrusts intensified. He seemed to be everywhere at once, taking her, claiming her, overpowering her.
The sensation was extraordinary. Her fear and desire forged into a powerful, molten need that was unlike anything she had felt before. A current of pleasure rippled through her body with every thrust, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out. He moved faster. She gripped his arms, digging in with her fingernails. There was a buildup of tension in her belly, a feeling both terrifying and exhilarating, then a sudden release that shook her to the very core. With a sob, she pressed her face into his shoulder.
Alrik groaned. He crushed her against him as he thrust a last time. She melted into him, confused and
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