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He took one look at me and made his intentions clear. We hadn’t seen each other all day and the mating frenzy was still in full effect. My thoughts of being bent over a desk—hell, bent over anything, were abundantly obvious with the look I returned. I took a step up the stairs toward what would be our bedroom, but Agnarr was faster than me. He grabbed me around the waist, nuzzling himself into my neck.
“I’ve missed you,” he said huskily.
“It’s been less than a day, how did you know I’d be here?” I panted, knowing I’d missed him just as much.
“It was still too long. I’m still learning you, but I thought you might be anxious about our new home” he murmured as he scraped his tusks down my neck to the edge of my tunic, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
He slipped one hand under my tunic, squeezing my breast and teasing at my nipple with his rough fingers as I gasped. I wanted him. He yanked my tunic, splitting it as if it were spun from spider webs and pulling it off me. He spun me, and I stood two steps above him, my breasts at his eye level. He kneaded them with his warm hands and then pinched each nipple, causing a shudder to slip down my spine. He took my nipple into his mouth and sucked it as if he expected to draw milk from me. I gasped and grabbed each of his pointed ears, pulling him closer as he plundered my chest.
“More,” I keened.
Agnarr flipped me again. I was still in my boots and leggings. He massaged the globes of my ass before grabbing the back of my leggings and forcefully ripping them from me. I gasped.
“Agnarr, you can’t ruin all of my clothing!”
“Why not? I will soon be jarl, I can have new clothes made for you every day if I want,” he said with a chuckle.
“Well still, it’s a waste!” I exclaimed but was immediately distracted by his lips and tusks on my neck. He pulled me down the steps until we lined up, given our height difference. I felt his bulge push against my backside and sucked in a breath.
“There’s no bed here, Agnarr,” I said, as he trailed kisses down my shoulder.
“Does there need to be? I don’t recall there being a bed when I fucked you in the caves.”
I listened in anticipation to the sound of him shoving his pants down behind me. Before I knew it, he was dragging his hard and already dripping length up and down my slit readying me for him. I felt my juices slide down my thighs, at the feeling of his leaking cock, knowing what I was in store for. He slowly pushed into me, as I grabbed the stair railing with one hand to steady myself. Agnarr grabbed one of my legs by the underside of my knee to spread me wider as he slid home. I gasped at the fullness of his knot breaching my entrance. He held me there for a minute, allowing me to adjust to his size, while still breathing against my neck.
“Are you ready?” he breathed.
“Absolutely.”
He slowly pushed further into me, stretching me wonderfully as I held onto the stair railing.
“Oh, Agnarr. Oh, fuck,” I gasped.
He pulled back out completely before plunging into me again. We were here, in our new unfurnished house, fucking on the staircase. This knowledge ratcheted up every feeling I had.Ourhome. Together. Agnarr grasped me around the waist, his thighs, brushing against mine as he pumped into me harder and harder. I could feel myself coiling tighter and tighter around him as he pummeled into me. Every stroke of his magnificently ridged cock hit all the right places. I was almost embarrassed to come so quickly. But Agnarr’s cock and the ferocity with which he pumped into me had me close to the edge.
Keeping a hand on the banister to steady myself, I moaned in pleasure as he hit all the sensitive spots inside me, cherishing the attention he gave to my body. He leaned in to lick the sweat from my neck. I inhaled his scent, musk with a hint of the furutré trees that surrounded the cabin. I wanted to turn completely to kiss him, but his broad hands digging into my hips prevented me from doing so.
“Agnarr, I want to see you come,” I gasped, as he ratcheted up the pace.
I knew he was close, but he didn’t complain as he slid out of me completely. He flipped me with ease, seating me on the stairs, while he kneeled before me. The soft glow from the candle-filled chandelier made his skin appear an even darker shade of green. I admired his bunching muscles and his beautiful skin. He pulled me in and devoured me, licking and sucking on my lips. I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist and pulling him to me. With him one step below me, he was at a perfect angle to slide in. I gasped at the length of him—again. I would never grow tired of the shock I felt every time he plunged into me. He kneaded my breasts and plucked at my nipples causing me to gasp.
“These were all I thought about today, even during our council meeting. My thoughts strayed to your perfect tits and your pink cunt,” he breathed, thrusting in and out of me relentlessly.
“Mmm.. And I thought of your ridges and your knot as I met with the human women. I hope some of them are willing to take mates—if you are any indication of what they are in store for, they will not be disappointed,” I responded.
Agnarr fell forward, placing his hands on the stairs on either side of my head, rutting into me. I could no longer hold back my gasps and moans. I keened underneath him and was suddenly very grateful that our new home was a fair distance from any neighbors. As Agnarr grunted and groaned into my neck, I was well aware of how much noise we were making. His pace quickened and I wrapped myself more tightly around him, digging my heels into his muscled ass.
“Oh, Pip. Oh fuck,” I felt the kick of his cock as he spurted into me, right as I uncoiled beneath him. I felt my crest pulse from my center out to my limbs, almost choking me with the bliss of coming around him. Agnarr pumped into me, once, twice more, before he was completely spent. I felt his cum fill me, dripping out onto the stairs of the home we hadn’t even moved into yet.
“This mating frenzy isn’t going to stop until I’m pregnant, is it?” I asked breathlessly.
“Um, based on what I know—no, no it will not.”
“Well, I hope you’re up for a couple of years of good fucking.”
“I have no complaints.”
Agnarr nuzzled into my neck, breathing deeply. I must have smelled as good to him as he did to me.
