Free Viking Heart (The MacLomain Series: Viking Ancestors Book 3) by Sky Purington Page A

didn’t suppose they did.
    Amber pulled the stone out of her pocket and handed it to him. “I’d hate to lose this. Maybe stick it in the satchel? But then I might not be able to understand you without it, huh?”
    Kol tucked it away. "We won't be far from it so hopefully we will have no trouble understanding one another. If we do, I'll come back for it."
    Though it seemed like nothing but trees as far as the eye could see, Amber was surprised when he pulled her around a thick group of shrubs and a large pond came into view.
    Enthralled, she eyed the rock face that circled around half of it. A huge pine tree had grown off the cliff above and its roots stemmed down, a cloying, thick enchanting mass that grew into the water. A mix of both jagged and smooth boulders created mini islands throughout the pond. Steam rose from the water, half caught in sunlight, half in rain pellets.
    “Wow,” she whispered.
    Kol pulled a few skins from the satchel and handed her one. “Here. Drink then let’s have some fun, yes?”
    Sure. Why not? Amber sipped the mead as he took a few long, healthy swigs then tossed it aside. While she meant to get lost in the astounding view, her eyes were inevitably glued to him as he pulled off his cloak, tunic, and boots. Before she knew it, he yanked off his leather pants and strolled a few feet into the water.
    She only had a split second to admire his amazingly tight ass before he turned and gave her something else entirely to appreciate. Fully, unabashedly erect, he held out his hand and curled his fingers. “Get over here, Little Tease. Let’s have some fun then.”
    The skin dropped from her limp fingers as surely as her jaw dropped. She couldn’t help but drift his way. After all, what harm was there in some fun?

Chapter Five
     
    Kol would never know why he didn’t rip Amber’s clothes off right then and there and slide into her sweet, little body. But he didn’t. Instead, taking his time, he pulled off her dress but not the thin chemise. She could remove it if she wished. Still, he wasn’t above giving her more mobility so he crouched and ripped off the lower half of her skirt exposing a firm thigh.
    She gasped, hooded eyes watching him intently.
    Loki’s balls, but it was a well-formed thigh. Perfect. His hand encompassed nearly all of it and he ground his teeth against a sharp surge of animalistic desire. He wasn’t used to such a small female, one he could easily overpower. Determined to keep a safe distance between them, he only let his hand linger a moment but it was long enough to tighten her nipples and make his cock jerk with anticipation.
    Yet as he took her hand and led her into the water, he realized once again that though he desired her, he was more interested in pulling out the joy he had seen on her face earlier. The way she’d looked when she played the drums. The simple pleasure she seemed to find in life. He found that as addicting, if not more so, than sex…which he didn’t understand in the least.
    But he wanted it.
    The feeling he got when her eyes came alive.
    It was as if she sucked all that was good on Middle Earth into a tight little sphere around her then spun it out until it enfolded everyone she was near. He had never met a more unintentionally selfless person.
    “The water’s so warm,” she exclaimed, smiling as she waded in after him.
    “Hot springs run beneath some of the mountains. All it takes is a little dragon magic to redirect some of that warmth.” Waist deep, surprisingly glad his arousal was beneath the water and no longer tempting her; he held her hands and walked backwards. “But this spot is my favorite. Especially when the snow comes.”
    “And when will that be?” Amber’s eyes were taking on that special light as her enchanted gaze roamed over their surroundings.
    “Soon.” He sunk into the water and pulled her after him.
    “Oh, this feels so good,” she whispered and tilted back her face to the cool mist.
    “Yes,” he