When I woke, the sunlight shone across my face. My loins ached from last night’s climaxes, my lower lips puffy and well used.
“Up you come, lass,” Leif called. “You slept half the day away.”
I stretched. I’d grown used to my captivity. The days spent with these wild but gentle warriors. A strange new life, but I did not mind it anymore.
“Come,” Leif repeated. “There are apples for breakfast. Let’s get you fed and washed. Brokk has brought you something.”
He took me to the lake and rinsed me well. I pressed my face against his fine chest, blushing. My flushed cheeks seemed to fascinate him. His fingers played over them, and I kissed them. Too late, I realized he was naked. His c**k brushed my thigh and set me aching again.
“Leif,” I breathed.
His thumb brushed over my mouth, but he dr
