Free Viking Unbound by Kate Pearce

You naked, your legs wrapped around my waist, and your fingers clawing my back while I fuck you .”
    She swallowed and bit her lip. “I meant anything else about the ship. We still haven’t seen my lab or the bridge.”
    He kissed her hand and then licked her palm. “Then lead on.”
    The bridge interested him because he could see how it was like navigating a ship at sea. Some of the words the crew used were even familiar to him. There was no chance of him taking control of the ship without him holding a weapon to the captain’s head and making him do all the work. He suspected he knew what Captain Travis would say to that idea.
    The blond female who had shot him tapped her fingers on some instrument in front of her and watched figures moving on a square shape.
    “Everything okay, Frey?” She smiled at Einarr. “Sorry I had to dart you.”
    He inclined his head. “You must obey orders. I understand that.”
    “Have we received any communications from FREN or TSA?” Frey asked.
    “Nothing yet. I’ll contact you as soon as we do.”
    “Thanks Slavin.” Frey turned back to the door. “Let’s go and visit my lab.”
    Einarr had a vague sense of already having passed through the passageways they now traversed on his earlier flight from the ice but was still unprepared for the sight of the smashed and broken glass and buckled metal doors.
    “I did this?” He turned in a slow circle.
    “Yeah,” She sighed. “The security guard stationed outside this second door died in the blast.”
    “The ice screamed and groaned and I was suddenly catapulted outward. I started to run the moment I realized I was free and still alive.”
    She stepped through the debris and picked something up from the desk. “I’ll take this back to my quarters in case FREN needs to contact me.”
    “Your quarters?” He smiled down at her.
    She rolled her eyes. “Come on, and don’t expect anything fancy. There isn’t enough room to swing an Earth cat.”

Chapter Six
    As she headed for her quarters, Frey was all too aware of the Viking pacing behind her. Luckily, he was tall so he could keep up with her. She should be embarrassed at how fast she was going, but she was beyond caring what anyone thought. She reached her cabin, punched in the codes and pushed open the door.
    “This is my—”
    They were the only word she got out before his mouth covered hers and he hauled her against his chest her back to the door. With a gasp, she surrendered to his possessive kiss and enthusiastically writhed against the hard planes of his chest and the glorious bulge of his shaft.
    His hands worked on her uniform, shoving it down off her shoulders to uncover her breasts. She tried to undo his leather jerkin but couldn’t work out how, so just continued to kiss him until he had her naked, her arms wrapped around his neck and her knees gripping his hips. With a deep growl, he unfastened his trews and then Gods…his stiff wet cock probed for entrance and she took him in, each thrust a welcome invasion, each thick inch of him parting her willing flesh.
    She started to come before he’d even fitted himself totally inside her. With a grunt, he shifted one hand under her ass, hoisted her even higher and drove himself home and then again until she was whimpering and crying with the pleasure of being filled and fucked by a big strong man who could read her mind. Even as their bodies joined, so did their thoughts, enhancing the experience, blending them together into something else entirely.
    She screamed into his mouth when she came again, and he froze and surrendered to her, his come pumping out in long thick waves until he started to shake with the force of it. When she felt him stagger, she pushed on his chest and guided him to fall back onto her small bed his cock still inside her.
    Her cheek rested on his leather armor and she smiled as he cursed slowly in his own language, the words so guttural that the translator had no thoughts to offer as to their