Free Her Viking Lovers by J. A. Bailey

behind his head. There would be no
rescue. Probably she would be sold into slavery. She screamed for help. Running
was not an option. She would not leave Rennir. The other two men snatched an
arm each while the white haired one closed the gap. His acrid breath washed
over her and she shuddered.
    “You
shall pay dearly for the men you killed,” he promised.
    A
battle cry sounded behind her and the old Viking’s eyes widened. Esa was
released and she dropped to the ground beside Rennir as Alrek swung at them.
Fear hammered in her heart when the three raiders drew up their swords. In
spite of his injury, Alrek fought with great savagery. Only the older man was a
match for him—likely due to experience for Esa knew he could not be as strong
as Alrek.
    Rennir
groaned and she shook him frantically as Alrek and his enemy clashed again. Alrek
drew blood from his assailants arm but he was repaid with a small slice to the
cheek that had Esa crying out.
    “Rennir,
awaken. Please,” she begged.
    He
groaned again and peeled open his eyes. He narrowed his gaze and pushed himself
up. “Esa?”
    She
glanced at the two men. Alrek was tiring, his leg injury revealing itself in
his movements. “Quickly, Rennir. Alrek needs your help.”
    Shaking
his head, Rennir climbed swiftly to his feet and snatched up his sword. As
Alrek parried a blow from the enemy, Rennir sliced from behind and caught the
man across the back. As the man screamed and arched in pain, Alrek plunged his
blade into his foe’s chest. Both Vikings kicked the white haired man down.
    Esa
let her shoulders sag. Rennir and Alrek stared at the enemy and then each
other.
    “I
thank you, Rennir.” Alrek put a hand to his friend’s shoulder.
    “And
I you, Alrek. They would have surely hurt Esa had you not come along when you
did.”
    “It
seems we work well together.”
    Esa
came to her feet and swiped the dirt from her skirts. She slipped between the
two men and eyed them both. “What now?”
    ***
    On
her knees, legs spread, Esa waited. She kept her eyes closed—as commanded. Naked,
covered in oil, her hair braided ornately around her head, she continued to
wait. Her pulse pounded in her ears and the fire crackled and hissed. The door
opened and footsteps sounded. Her breaths quickened.
    Esa
gasped when two hands came around from behind to cup her breasts. She arched
into the hands.
    “Be
still, Esa,” Rennir warned.
    More
hands came upon her, this time caressing her thighs. She moaned as fingers
worked up to the apex of her thighs.
    “ Já ,
be still,” Alrek agreed. “We have many plans for you.”
    Her
heart warmed at the feel of her lovers’ hands on her. Both men worked so
beautifully together. It was hard to believe she had ever been without either
one of them. Now they had come to a perfect arrangement. Both shared her bed
and her heart. While they sometimes had their disagreements, the good times
always far outweighed the harder times. With two strong, capable and caring
Vikings looking after her, she never feared for her safety and the village
thrived under their leadership.
    Alrek’s
intrepid fingers brushed her folds and she widened her legs. His mouth met hers
but only his tongue plunged in as she wished. His fingers taunted her with soft
strokes while he carefully avoided her clit and needy hole.
    Rennir’s
lips met her neck and he kissed his way down to her shoulder and up to nip at
her lobe. She shuddered as tingles spread through her and he rolled her nipples
into tight buds. Alrek leaned close and pressed his mouth to hers, his tongue
seeking her own. She kissed him eagerly, the sweet warmth a balm to Rennir’s
continuing nips and bites to her neck.
    Then
he withdrew and something soft brushed her lips. She darted her tongue and
tasted the salt of Alrek’s pre-cum.
    “That’s
it, my love. Taste Alrek’s cock. Part those lips so I can see him fucking your
mouth.”
    Her
answering moan was cut off when Alrek thread his cock between her lips.