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LOCATION: WINCHESTER
"ER DU TÆT PÅ, MIN ELSKEDE?" IVAR GRITTED OUT IN DANISH AS HE VIGOROUSLY THRUSTED HIS HIPS INTO ESTRID'S. [ARE YOU CLOSE, MY LOVE?].
She moaned out, "Ja! Jaaa..." as she clawed thick red lines down his back which spurred him on even more. [Yes! Yeess...]
He moved his left hand to her clit and rubbed it in the way he knew drove her to her climax. Shortly after he started touching her he could feel her spasm around his cock and clench her wall around him so tight he almost came inside of her. As soon as she stopped holding his cock inside of her he pulled out with a hiss and before he had a chance to stroke himself to his own climax, she grabbed his cock.
The red-head looked up at him, as she coaxed him to his high, telling him how well he fucked her, how satisfied she feels, and how she wanted him to be satisfied too.
She fucked him with her hand at the same pace he used when fucking her just moments ago.
It wasn't long before he came, his seed going over her face, chest and down her hand. Fortunately for her he grabbed her hair before any of it could have his cum coating it. She smiled at the gesture.
When she released his cock he outwardly moaned at the sight of her covered in him. He dreamed of the day his seed would be inside of her instead of on her body.
He leaned down and kissed her oh so softly. The complete opposite to how he kissed her cunt earlier.
"Wait here." He whispered, before getting up and coming back moments later with a damp rag. He cleaned her face first, making sure to kiss every inch of her face as he went before getting to her lips. After he gently cleaned any other part of her body her could see any of his seed on her. She couldn't stop smiling at him, she felt foolish really, but she didn't care. Not when a handsome man like Ivar was taking care of her like this. When he finished cleaning her, he moved onto himself, before putting the now dirty rag in the wooden bucket by the window.
As he made his way to the bed she was lying upon, she had since covered herself in the sheet provided by the innkeepers. It wasn't a thick sheet by any means, so it left little to the imagination on the woman's body beneath it.
Once he had gotten himself also under the sheet, he laid on his back with his right arm open for her to rest upon his chest, which she did without complaint.
Ivar could feel his eyes drifting closed before he heard her say something that made his heart stutter.
"You called me your 'love'."
"Yes, I did..." he replied, not knowing how she'd react. In all honesty, he didn't realise he said it. It was in the heat of the moment. Although, he did mean it.
"Why did you call me that?"
Her voice was emotionless, he couldn't figure out what she was thinking, and it terrified him. Normally he could read her like the tracks of animals when he hunted. But now, when he needed to read her, he couldn't.
He swallowed the lump in his throat before he said, "Because that is what I feel about you."
When she didn't respond he continued.
He inhaled a breath of courage and looked up at the ceiling as he spoke, "I... When you first looked at me I thought I died and went to Valhalla. You're beautiful. So, so beautiful. And smart! You know so much about herbs and what they can do and... flowers! I love when you see a flower you like because your whole face just... lightens up. And when you speak about them to me I just... I just I can't help but look at you like you hung each star in the night sky." Ivar looked down at her and saw she was looking up at him with tears running down her face, he would've worried he upset her except she had that amazing smile on her lips. He gently held her face in his hands, carefully wiping away her tears with his thumbs. "And I want to call you mine. And I want you to call me yours. Because I am, I am yours. I have been for a long time."
She sniffled, "I am yours."
He let out a laugh as he stared into her own eyes. They both had the same look in their eyes, love.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
short and sweet chapter :)
finan isn't going to be very happy about this... uhtred too, but for a different reason.
i have something planned in the upcoming chapters so strap yourself in folks.
like always don't be shy, let me know your thoughts, i'd love to hear them!
