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him motioning him away.

Brandr growled and pushed her back onto the fur. Once

more, she was exposed. She yelped when her tender backside hit

the ground underneath her. She tried to roll away from him,

kicking and flailing, but Brandr pulled her to his chest. Her fists

pummeled him. He spun her in his arms and pulled her, belly

down, under him. Sky struggled but he was too powerful, and

soon she was immobile.

“No,” she cried out, realizing his intent. Her fear of being

taken forcefully by a huge man was about to play out. “Brandr, no.”

She whimpered his name, waiting for the worst to happen.

Her eyes squeezed shut, and her body tensed. Heavy breathing

from behind her told her Brandr had a tight rein on his emotions.

Heated words reached her ears as his hand trailed heavily up and

down her back. Sobbing, she said his name again. Sky’s head was

pushed down onto the furs. Her hands fisted near her head. She

whimpered his name once more. A quiver went through her body.

More words were spoken. He was going to take her; she could

hear it in his words—how was up to her.

Sky could hear her teeth clicking together; her thighs

quivered. When she sobbed aloud again, Brandr gentled his voice.

She squirmed but was held firmly until she stilled. It would be

stupid to fight someone so large, and she swallowed hard. Very

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slowly she lowered herself onto her elbows, her hands remaining

tightly closed. The side of her face rested on the fur beneath her.

Brandr released his grip on her. Large gentle hands caressed her

back then thighs. Her hips were pulled up until she rested against

the warmth of his thighs. She felt the tip of his penis push against

her. He was slick with droplets of cum and he made her opening

wet but still held back. His hands rubbed in circles at her spine.

Her eyes that had been squeezed shut opened when his fingers

traveled lower to her front. His knee pressed her legs apart.

Lower, lower his hand went. Large fingers worked her bud.

Brandr rubbed his thumb back and forth over her nub. He

kept his weight from leaning too heavily against her. The heat of

his mouth was scorching as he kissed her back. His tongue swirled

lazily against her after each kiss, tasting her. His strong white even

teeth grazed across her bare flesh, making her tingle. Her breathing

increased until she was panting. Slick fingers parted her to slide up

into her heat. Deeper he probed, higher, slowly. Sky felt her chin

quiver. She remembered Colleen and Brody together. She knew

Colleen had wanted Brody. She wondered if he had coaxed her this

way.
This isn’t Brody
. Sky had never once thought about Brody as

anything but a nuisance, most of the time…didn’t she?

Sky’s thoughts warred. Why wasn’t he thrusting hurtfully

within her? It would make it easier to despise him if he was vicious.

The man behind her was so powerful, he could already have taken

her with brute force. She had been unable to stop his last assault.

Instead, his tone was now cajoling. He had said nothing to her

when he had struck her. His hands now strove to please not

terrorize. She wasn’t pinned in place before him, screaming in fear

and pain. Brandr had stopped Cull from attacking her twice. There

was no doubt in her mind if Cull had taken her, he wouldn’t be

using calming words and soothing hands. He would have been

viciously cruel. She remembered Cull’s disgusting laugh when

Brandr had struck her. Brandr hadn’t laughed. He had looked

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grim, hesitant and yet resigned as though he had no choice. How

could that be? And though his hits had been harsh, she had no

doubt he had used restraint.

Brandr’s other hand continued to rub tenderly against her

flesh, warming her as her thoughts swirled like a funnel cloud. He

was so close she felt heat radiate from him. When Cull had touched

her, her flesh had crawled. She wasn’t repulsed by Brandr’s

touch—she wondered why. She groaned, unable to help herself as

he rolled his fingers against her, fondling her. She felt wetness heat

her insides. Never once had any man spent so much time preparing

her. That alone made her realize he wanted her to enjoy what was

about to occur. It was an odd thought but nevertheless true.

Though the night air was chill, she was warm everywhere. She

licked at dry lips. She was amazed at how good his fingers felt

against her skin.

One large hand went from her hip to her breast and she

tensed. Her breast disappeared within that large hand. His fingers

teased her nipple. She heard him groan. He grunted and said a

word he and the other men had used when eating the deliciously

cooked meat. With surprise she could tell he was pleased with her

breast size. He liked what he felt; he didn’t complain about her

small size. He reached to fondle the other, then for a moment

pulled her closer. His lips and breath were hot when he kissed her

spine. Her thighs turned to jelly as her body relaxed. Her breath

expelled heavily. She unclasped her fisted hands.

Brandr’s hands moved her thighs farther apart; she didn’t

resist. She uttered no further protest. It had obviously been what

he was waiting for. His hands, one under her, the other on her

back, slid down and around her to clasp her slender hips. She could

feel the tips of each individual finger as they sunk into her flesh,

gripping her. The tip of his penis was once more pressing into her

wetness, exploring her with its thickness. She heard him groan out

a few words and knew he was going to penetrate her. She wasn’t

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about to lie to herself, she was ready for him. Then in one single

stroke he thrust his cock up into her heat. Though she knew what

he was going to do, she cried out then gasped.

Oh God he was
so big!

Brandr pulled himself out with such slowness, she envisioned

his long length in her mind. He thrust again. Sky whimpered as he

continued to plunge into her. The thick fur bunched under her

fingers. Quick breaths panted from her open mouth. Brandr kept

his hips from hitting her behind and his thrusts were gentle, yet he

filled her completely each time. The pressure of his fingers on her

hips was strong, keeping her immobile. She wasn’t going

anywhere. Sky lay beneath him, and tensed. She was so vulnerable.

What if he hits me again?

The thought thundered into her mind. It was frightening and

she couldn’t stop a small whimper. Thankfully, his hands remained

clasped to her body. His spoken words were grunts and small

growls to indicate how good she felt. Again he was rubbing at her

shoulders. An arm wrapped around her waist lifting her higher. She

felt his warm mouth kiss her back. His hand once more fondled a

breast. It was so confusing to have hands that had struck her be

patient and caring. He increased his pace, keeping her in place with

the large arm around her middle. She heard him howl his release

and he slumped over her. Sky was sobbing when he pulled her to

his side.

Good God what just happened?

His nose nuzzled against her cheek and he wiped her tears

away with a gentle thumb. She could see his expression in the

moonlight. His eyes looked tender with emotion, yet his facial

features were set. He said something; a warning no doubt, though

she sensed it had nothing to do with her crying. It was her earlier

actions that had angered him. She watched him rise and return

moments later. Again she was handed meat. She didn’t think she

was really hungry but she ate it. To her surprise it tasted good. Her

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belly growled. It had been a long walk, a long day. Maybe he had

been right, maybe she should have eaten. He gave her a long drink

from his flask filled with water. When she felt she had enough and

stopped, he made her swallow a bit more. A thought entered her

mind. She knew after strenuous activities or in the heat a person

should drink until they weren’t thirsty then drink a little more to

top it off. Perhaps that knowledge had begun long ago; maybe the

Vikings had already understood this.

Brandr settled her down close to him then pulled the furs up

around her shivering form. His hands continued to rub in a soft

motion up and down her body. Finally, he wrapped his arms

around her, with his leg over hers. He stilled his action, and when

she heard his gentle, even breathing, she knew he was asleep. Sky

was trapped. What was she to do? With no way to escape and

nowhere to flee, she closed her eyes. The fur had been tucked

around them tightly. She couldn’t see the sky. Her face was buried

into his throat. He smelled like a man—it wasn’t unpleasant. His

arms were heavy, though not crushing, and very protective. She

felt safe…and yet not. Her confused, mixed emotions battled and

it was a long time before she slept.

Sky was awakened in the morning by warm kisses as Brandr

trailed his lips across her face and neck moving to her mouth. His

tongue caressed hers. His breath was hot. He stroked at her

bruised arms with a careful hand and muttered, she felt, an

apology. She was so confused. If he was sorry he had made her

work so hard, why had he done it? Why had he seduced her the

night before? Granted, he had been very gentle but he had no right.

Why did he feel he had the right?

Brandr’s large hands fondled her tiny breasts until he took one

into his mouth and suckled. Sky had her eyes squeezed shut and she

whimpered. His tongue licked in circles at her buds, while his teeth

grazed over her as she hardened under him. One entire breast

disappeared into his mouth while his hand squeezed the other.

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Sky shivered and held perfectly still. When his mouth finished

tormenting her and released her, he then kissed with leisure back

up to her mouth and whispered something in her ear. Again he was

nuzzling at her neck, coaxing her into wanting him. Passion was in

his eyes when Sky ventured a peek at him. A cool finger traced her

jaw line; a thumb eased her clicking mouth closed with a gentle

nudge beneath her quivering chin. Shaking his head at her, he said

something. His eyes softened to gaze upon her with a tender

expression. There was urgency to his words. And though she

didn’t understand the words, she could guess from his look he was

asking her not to fear him. Sky wasn’t afraid, just so terribly

bewildered.

Brandr’s knee parted her thighs. Still he spoke—his voice was

deep and thick with desire. Settling himself over her, his hand

lowered to grip her behind, then he squeezed. Sky cried out in

surprised pain and her back arched to escape his touch. She gasped

in a huge amount of air and he stopped his movements, startled.

He asked her a question, but she didn’t understand and shook her

head no. A wayward tear fell from her eye as her behind throbbed.

“Why did you hurt me?” she asked. Her voice was laced with

emotion, though no more tears fell.

Brandr looked at her with a puzzled expression. She felt him

pull away and he rolled her over. His fingers touched with

tenderness where he had struck her. He growled out what sounded

strangely like an expletive. He rolled her carefully back over. He

looked distressed and ran a quick hand through his hair. He pressed

his forehead to hers and then he said something in a soothing tone

and sighed heavily. Once again, he muttered an apology; it made

no sense to her. Why would he hit her if he hadn’t wanted to?

Rising to his feet, he pulled Sky into his arms. Then walked with

her down to the small lake they were near. As he carried her, he

pulled her to his chest until her face rested against his neck. He was

cradling her. Fearfully, Sky gazed up at him; he seemed so angry.

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But when he looked down at her, Brandr’s eyes softened and he

rested his chin against her forehead. It became apparent he was

angry with himself.

The water was cold and Sky gasped when he took her deeper,

but it felt good on her bruises. Her arms encircled his neck tightly.

She wasn’t afraid he would drown her, but she wondered at his

intent. She didn’t wonder long. When the water came up just past

his waist, Brandr settled her in front of him where the water was

deeper. She was shielded from view. The lake bed felt like soft

moss and sand under her leather moccasins. She clung to him as the

water lapped under her breasts. His hand reached to spread her

thighs. Once more his fingers probed with caution and she realized

he would take her standing up but not in front of the other men.

Water caressed her body from all directions. Sky had never