Page 104 of Valkyrie Renewed


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She was quiet for a moment. “So you never tried to make a full attempt to move on.”

My mouth twisted. “You were my heart, Astrid. I loved you more than life itself. Losing you to death… I would have joined you had Aya not been able to use her magic on you. Life wasn’t worth living without you there. And I can’t say I ever fully recovered from that.”

Her gaze softened, and I hoped this didn’t confession didn’t guilt her. That was not my intention. She was the only one I could be this vulnerable with.

“You used ‘loved’ in the past tense.”

I nodded. This had been something I’d thought about a lot lately. “I think it would be incorrect to say I love you now. Desire you, yes. I definitely feel that. But your past and present are different Astrids, even with your strong similarities. You haven’t lived a thousand years alongside me. You’ve lived two separate full lives, with many shorter ones between.”

I brushed her cheek with the back of my finger. “I want to get to know you in this life. And I hope, in time, I’ll be able to change that tense to present.”

“How often do you compare me to my past?”

I wasn’t surprised she brought this up again. It was inevitable we’d talk about it. And I wouldn’t do her or our building relationship a disservice by lying or avoiding the question. “Frequently.”

She chewed her lower lip. “Do you… like me more now or prefer me how I was then?”

I curled a lock of her silky hair around my finger. “That’s not a simple answer. There are times I think a quirk of yours in the past was more to my liking, and there are other times I’m enjoying a new or even enhanced quirk of yours now. I’m not good at articulating what those differences are, but I don’t think it’s necessary. I don’t want you to be the Astrid of my past. I want you to be the Astrid you decide to be.”

Her lips quirked into a sultry, teasing smile. “For a man who can’t recite poetry, you certainly figure out the right thing to say.”

A low growl rumbled in my throat. I leaned in. “You owe me for that. I swore I’d never embarrass you or myself like that again. And you had to make me do it in front of a bigger audience. In front of Aya, no less. She still hasn’t let me live down the first one I ever recited, before you came into my life.”

“You’ve still not told me what that poem was.”

I chuckled low. “And you never told me how you got that fierce scar in your first life.”

Creation only knew how hard I tried to earn that secret. There were a few times I thought I’d finally seduced her enough, but no, she stuck firm to her promise.

Astrid smirked and fanned her fingers across my chest. “And I won’t. I honor that vow I made.”

Her touch simmered my veins. I dipped my head until our breath mingled and her lavender and vanilla perfume enveloped me. “You made a vow to me, Valkyrie. A few, in fact. Do you plan to honor them as well?”

She made a thoughtful sound. “Perhaps. I do want to test some of these memories.”

I trailed my finger up her arm, my veins fanning hotter and hotter, and cock straining against my trousers the longer this flirtatious banter continued. “I know a few memories I could help you recreate.”

I wanted nothing more than to tear this dress off her and indulge in her sweet, tempting curves and hear her pleasured moans until she was screaming.

Astrid’s lips brushed mine, and she practically purred before speaking, “I do hope you can. My past self has fed me some ratherinteresting, but also outlandish, ideas of how large you really are. She really enjoyed comparing you to a stallion.”

I chuckled. “Yes, that was a common comparison back then. Do you not believe what your memories tell you? I am a god, after all.”

The color of her eyes deepened as lust crawled through her. “God or not, I can’t be so sure magic isn’t involved in making sure a supposed horse cock fits so well in a human body. Especially someone of my size.”

“The only magical one here is you, Valkyrie. But if you need more convincing”—I wrapped my hand around hers, and dragged it down my chest to my hard cock—“Why don’t you feel for yourself.”

I bit back a groan when her hand wrapped around me over my trousers and I heard her suck in a sharp breath through her nose. Astrid’s eyes widened and the lust in them deepened even more. An alluring flush tinged her cheeks.

“Well…” She licked her lips. “I can’t say I’m disappointed with this confirmation. Though, horse cock is still an overexaggeration.”

I didn’t give a damn what she called it. I was just about out of restraint with her slowly stroking me. And the impish smirk on her temptress lips confirmed she was well aware of that fact.

Gliding my fingers along her cheek and into her silken locks, I gripped her just tightly enough to make her look up at me with parted mouth. Our eyes met with a heated intensity before I fiercely crushed my lips against hers without hesitation.

Our shared pleasured groans mingled, and her grip around me tightened. I kissed her like I never remembered kissing her before, the desperation and need for her after losing her for so long taking over.

Her other hand grazed over my shoulder and up my neck, blazing a trail of fiery heat in its wake. Her fingers tangled in my hair and her tongue pressed against my lips, demanding entry. I didn’t deny her, eager to devour her and sear everything that she was into every recess of my mind.

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