Page 15 of Seduced by the Viking (Bound and Betrothed #5)

EPILOGUE

The following evening

Lying upon her stomach, Grethe sighed with contentment. Everything felt strangely different—from how Rutger had made love to her while the rain lashed down upon them both to the way he’d rested his hand upon her waist as they’d explained to Bothild the strange occurrence within the pool.

Had she ever been so happy?

She’d thought she was, but the happiness simmering in her was different from any she’d known before. ‘Twas as if a bank of embers glowed inside her, bringing a warmth that radiated through every part of her body .

Since they’d returned, they’d barely left her bed furs. Rutger insisted there was time to make up for, and she’d no objection.

She would never tire of receiving his kisses, tender and demanding, nor his caresses, which drew her body to join with his. She’d never cease in desiring his possessive, powerful thrusts. She reveled in his moans of desire.

All for me.

Grethe peeked over her shoulder.

Rutger had laid out the tools of bedsport and had both mead and honey close by.

She was still damp betwixt the thighs from their last bout of lovemaking, and an ache was rooted there, but she was eager for him to begin again.

Rutger nuzzled at her buttocks, teasing her with biting kisses.

“Did ever a woman have such a well-shaped arse? I’d wager yours is the finest on the island. I cannot behold it without needing to lay my hands upon its succulence. Now… shall you prefer this little toy in your nether-hole, my Sweetling, or the full length of my cock?”

“How you do woo me!” Suppressing her smile, Grethe turned onto her hip. “Some men bring love tokens, you know. There are plenty of flowers in bloom.”

“It’s daisies up the arse you’re wanting, is it?” Rutger rubbed thoughtfully at his beard.

“Loathsome clod!” Grethe swiped at him, but he was quick in grabbing her, guiding her fist to his phallus.

“There’s no hope for you!” Grethe bit her lip as she began stroking. ‘Twas always arousing, seeing how easily his manhood did grow when her hand was upon it.

“Come now, Grethe,” Rutger answered with a hitch in his breath. “There’s not one thing I do that doesn’t send you weak with yearning, and ‘tis just how I like it, knowing how I satisfy you. If you want to see how hard I can really get, lean over my girth and suck me. Brush your hair over my shaft. Mouth-fuck my briny head.”

“And when I’ve made your balls so tight that they’re throbbing with need, what will you give me?” Moving to her knees, Grethe licked her lips before applying them exactly as she knew he liked best.

“Ah, Heartling!” Rutger’s head dropped back. “Anything you desire. Anything at all.”

Soon enough, Rutger had no more words, which was sometimes the best way.

He’d won the woman of his heart, and she’d won him in return. They had a lifetime before them—of sweet bickering and teasing, of lovemaking and playfighting.

A life of adventure!

For what else could it be, with Grethe at his side?

Rutger could imagine no greater joy.

We hope you’ve enjoyed Grethe and Rutger’s tumultuous journey, but, of course, it’s only just beginning.

The island’s secrets are about to be revealed.

For each of our lovers, there are choices to be made and dangers to overcome.

Read the final volume, ‘ Mastered by the Viking ’, for Astrid and J?rgen’s story and the thrilling climax to the ‘Bound and Betrothed’ series.