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The king nudged her. “We have popcorn and mead, no beer unfortunately, but there will be pizza later if the palace cooks work out how to make it.”

“That’s great, Sire. I really appreciate the effort you’ve all gone to.”

He chuckled. “Please call me Marcus. I did it mainly for the queen, but it was an honor to please you too. You have given so much to my planet.”

Thea shrugged. “I’m only doing my job.”

“But you didn’t particularly want to come to Valhalla did you?”

Thea cast a quick glance to her left where Sven was listening intently. “That was because of a stupid misunderstanding. I’m glad I came, I really am.”

The king grunted as Douglass jabbed him in the ribs.

“Be quiet, Marcus. The game is about to start.”

Thea whooped as her team ran out onto the field and then booed when they were followed by the Raiders. Harlan pointed at the players.

“Why do these men need so much padding? When we play this kind of game on Valhalla, we don’t wear full body armor.”

“It’s a very violent game, Harlan,” Thea said. “These guys get paid a lot of money to play so no one wants to see them get injured.”

“They get paid?”

“More money than you can imagine.”

Harlan settled the prince in his arms. “Perhaps I should start training some of our youths to play this game seriously.”

“That’s a great idea.” Douglass poked the king again. “Marcus, tell the Council to set up a training program.”

The king groaned. “Yes dear, I’ll add it to the other three hundred requests you have made since our return.”

Thea glanced around. All the talk about padding had made her conscious that she was the only person in the room wearing her official yellow jumpsuit. All the Valhallan males were clothed in either leather pants or tight white loincloths like the one Woden usually wore. Their chests were bare, their muscled torsos gleamed with oil and the faint scent of spicy fragrances.

Surreptitiously she tugged down the zipper of her suit a couple of inches. Was it getting warmer or was she just feeling overdressed? The referee marched to the center of the field and Thea forgot about the males surrounding her and concentrated on the game.

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To her delight, after the first two quarters, her team was ahead. Douglass complained loudly to the king about some of the referees’ decisions while Thea just smirked. During a lull in the spirited conversation, Sven handed her another cup of mead and she drank it down in one long swallow.

“Would you like more?”

She turned to study Sven properly for the first time. He looked as if he hadn’t slept properly for days. Her heart twisted in her chest.

“Yeah, more would be great.”

He got up to retrieve the jug of mead that was circulating among the other men, giving a splendid view of his ass encased in thin white silk and the huge bulge of his cock when he turned back toward her. He kept his gaze on the cup while he filled it and handed it back to her.

She drank again, the sweet honeyed taste perfect to quench her thirst. She had no idea how much alcohol was actually in it, but reckoned it couldn’t be that much, seeing as so far she felt just fine. Sven sat down beside her again; his large body sprawled out against the silken cushions.

“Ms. Cooper, are you hot?”

She tore her attention away from the terrible commercials and stared at Sven.

“Yeah, a bit.”

Sven eyed her jumpsuit. “We are quite alone here. No one else will come in. You could take it off.”

“The king and queen are here, as are Bron, Harlan and Woden. That scarcely means we’re alone.”

He shrugged. “Woden and I have already seen your body and Harlan and Bron would probably enjoy the sight. So what is the problem?”

The king stood up, his arm around the queen who held his baby son. He bowed to Thea.

“Excuse us, Ms. Cooper. We are going to watch the rest of the game in my suite.

Please feel free to stay here and enjoy our Valhallan hospitality.”

Thea scrambled to her feet and stared hard at the queen. “Are you sure?” She glanced around at the rest of the smiling Valhallan men. “Shouldn’t they be with you?”

“They all have the evening off. What they choose to do with their free time is entirely up to them and
entirely
okay with me.” The queen winked at Thea. “In fact, I’ll be very disappointed if I hear you haven’t been
completely
satisfied. Have fun, Thea.”

Thea watched the royal couple leave. Had Douglass just given them permission to have their own orgy? From the expectant expressions on the men’s faces, she had. Thea sat back down, her heart thumping, her body warming with anticipation. Images of the queen being attended to by her servers flashed through her mind. Did she want that?

Would it be a way of finding out whether she could come to terms with Valhallan sexual customs?

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“My lady?”

Thea jumped as Sven touched her knee.

“Would you like another drink? The third quarter is about to start.”

“Yeah, I mean, yes please, that would be great.” Thea handed over her empty cup as Harlan settled into the cushion on her right that the king had vacated. Bron and Woden took up positions behind Sven and Harlan. After a little while, everyone returned their attention to the game and Thea started to relax. The mead had made her feel a bit fuzzy and more laid back than usual. It was an unusually pleasant experience.

“Are you going to take that off?”

Harlan’s whisper made her jump as he tugged on the zipper of her suit. She drew in a calming breath, hoped her voice didn’t squeak.

“Okay.”

She shut her eyes as Harlan unzipped her suit and helped her out of it. A low murmur of male appreciation greeted the appearance of her matching pink bra and panties set.

“I told you she was beautiful.”

Woden sounded very pleased with himself. Thea resisted the desire to cover herself with her hands and slowly opened her eyes. No one was looking at her anymore, all attention had returned to the screen. After a long moment, she tried to forget that she was half-naked and focus on the game.

She shivered as Harlan slid his arm around her and cupped her breast, his thumb found her silk-covered nipple and circled it. Thea kept her gaze on the big screen, resisting the urge to squeeze her legs together as tightly as she could. Harlan’s other hand slid onto her thigh, his fingers outlining the high cut of her panties and then came to rest over her mound. Heat built between Thea’s thighs and the slow exciting pulse of arousal shuddered through her. This was like all her fantasies rolled into one. Great football, plenty of pizza and several hunky men whose idea of fun was giving her the best orgasms of her life.

As the commercial break started, Sven leaned toward her, his gaze fixed on Harlan’s stroking fingers.

“Does he please you, my lady?”

“A bit.”

Harlan laughed, his fingers tightening over her pussy. “She lies, she is already wet, Sven. Do you want me to show you?”

Sven held Thea’s gaze. “Aye, show me.”

Harlan glanced up at Bron and Woden. “Woden, sit behind your lady, Bron come and help me.”

Sven sat back on the cushions, one hand, idly stroking his cock. Thea tensed as Woden drew her back to sit between his open thighs, the thick, hot press of his shaft moved against her lower spine. Harlan knelt in front of her, his hands on her knees.

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“Let me see how wet you are, my lady. Let your mate see how much you desire him.”

Thea licked her lips. Was this really what she wanted? She remembered the queen being spread wide like this by her servers, the ecstasy on her face mirrored by the king’s as he watched her being prepared for him. She glanced at Sven, his attention was completely focused on her, his expression avid, his cock filling out as he watched.

Hell, yes, she’d do it if it meant that Sven finally understood that she was trying to accept his sexual customs and would soon be inside her. She allowed her knees to part.

Harlan groaned.

“See, Sven, her panties are soaked with her cream.” He leaned forward and licked the silk, his agile tongue nudging her clit until it swelled and showed through the thin fabric. “I can smell her arousal.”

“Lick her again, Harlan.” Sven’s voice was barely above a growl. “Suckle her breasts Bron and Woden.”

Thea gasped at the triple assault on her most sensitive parts. Her hips jerked forward in rhythm to Harlan’s delicate licks and the harder sucks of the other men to her tight nipples. Her fantasies and imagination hadn’t prepared her for the intensity of three men pleasuring her. Desire tightened and coiled low in her stomach. When Sven roughly kissed her, she climaxed, moaning into his mouth as he deliberately bit down on her lip.

Hey, the game’s restarting.”

Thea opened her eyes as all the guys abruptly ceased touching her. She lay back against the pillows, the fabric of her bra and panties soaked through and cooling against her skin. She was panting, every nerve in her body craving the sensations they had aroused in her, screaming for completion. Sven moved away from her too, his gaze fixed on the game, his hand lingering on her shoulder.

By the time she managed to take note that the Raiders had equalized, another commercial break occurred and the men turned their attention back to her. As the game wore on, she didn’t know whether to laugh or to be insulted. Soon, her panties and bra disappeared and her body was open to them. Their attention to her during the breaks was total and exquisite and then it took the whole of the next few plays on the football field for her to recover. Her body hummed with pleasure and she gloried in the sight of Sven watching her, the intent look in his eyes as the other men brought her closer and closer to completion.

She moaned as a naked Woden took his turn between her thighs, licking her now sensitive clit, three of his oiled fingers buried in her ass. She luxuriated in the extreme sensations. She no longer knew what her limits were, she only knew that Sven would insist she experienced every sensation and then would push her even further.

“See how ready she is for you, Sven.” Bron slid one slim finger inside her channel making her back arch. “She is so wet, your cock will slide inside her easily. Should we prepare her for you now?”

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Sven grunted his assent, one hand working his shaft. Thea tried to catch his gaze, not easy when he stared at her pussy as Bron and Woden turned her into mush. With a harsh sound, Sven knelt up and brushed his silk-covered cock against her lips. She opened her mouth, desperate for a taste of him. He thrust into her, groaning as her lips surrounded him. She sucked him as hard as she could, determined to make him share her building arousal. How did she look to him, her body flushed and aroused, straining against the pillows, open to his gaze, with no place to hide her true sexual nature?

She stiffened as Bron and Woden slid thick oiled leather dildos inside both of her passages. She felt impossibly full and climaxed again, moaning against the thick pressure of Sven’s shaft as he fucked her mouth. Bron licked her clit and then sat back on his heels to observe her widespread legs.

“She looks well prepared for you now. Despite her narrow hips, she can take a man deep.”

“I know.” Sven sounded hoarse, his hips jerking as he worked his cock to the rhythm of her mouth.

Distantly, Thea heard the referee’s whistle. Sven tried to pull away but she set her teeth lightly against his shaft. He froze over her, his thick hot cock motionless in her mouth. When she tried to release him, he refused to pull out further, forcing her to hold him deep and feel the constant trickle of his pre-cum down her throat as she frantically swallowed. God, she’d never felt so full before, all her orifices stuffed to the brink, her clit pumping like a second heartbeat.

“Turn her over, Harlan.”

Thea gasped as she was rotated onto her hands and knees, her mouth still surrounding Sven’s cock. He wrapped a hand around his shaft and eased it out of her mouth. He bent down until he could meet her gaze.

“Whose cock would you like to taste while I fuck your ass?”

“I get a choice?”

Sven grimaced. “If I had to choose, it would only be me. But I only have one cock and I know you would enjoy being penetrated by more than one man.”

Thea struggled to breath. “How do you know that?”

“I saw your holo-screen, remember? You and the two weak Earth men.” He kissed her savagely. “Well now I honor your fantasies and offer you three strong Valhallan males instead.”

“How am I supposed to choose? They are all so cute.”

Sven caught her chin in his fingers. “Choose quickly or they’ll all want in. Do you think you can take three cocks in your mouth?”

Thea gazed into his lust-filled eyes and realized he was serious. Her pussy flooded with cream at the salacious thought. Sven’s gaze narrowed.

“Quickly, my lady, or you’ll be sorry.”

“I’ll choose Woden, then.”

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“I am honored, my lady.”

Woden moved to take Sven’s place, his cock already dripping wet and ready for her. Sven moved behind her, his hands grasping her hips. He pulled out the thick leather dildo. Warm oil trickled down between her cheeks. She tensed as she felt the first nudge of the crown of his cock against the tight bud of her ass.

“Woden, when I give you leave, slide your cock into her mouth.”

“Aye, Sven.” Woden wrapped one hand around the thick base of his shaft and brought it to her lips. His pre-cum spilled into her slightly open mouth, his taste, less salty and distinct from Sven’s.

“Take our cocks, Thea.”

He must have nodded to Woden because they both began to move, their cocks sliding inside her together until they were both buried deep within her. At the double penetration, Thea started to shake, setting off a series of climaxes that exploded inside her womb.

Sven gripped her hips even harder. “By Thor, she squeezes me like an ironclad fist.”

“Aye, her mouth is tight around me too,” Woden said hoarsely. Thea shuddered as they began to work her between them, Sven’s strong thrusts pushing Woden’s shaft deeper and deeper down her throat. Two tugs on her nipples made her realize Bron and Harlan had joined in her torment and that she was helpless to resist.