Viking Sex Novels & Stories

The sensation made Viktor snarl, his pace turning even more savage as he drove deeper into the redhead. He bent the dark-haired woman over and also f**ked her deep and hard while the redhead knelt in front of her on the ledge, spreading the dark-haired woman’s thighs wider and licking greedily at her cl*t, her tongue flicking fast while Viktor’s c**k stretched her p***y. The dark-haired woman’s moans turned into desperate sobs of pleasure, her walls fluttering around him as the redhead sucked and licked wherever Viktor commanded. Harder,” Viktor growled, one hand fisting the dark-haired woman’s hair while the other slapped the redhead’s ass. “Make her cum on my cock.”

And then when he bites me, pinching my skin between his teeth, I let out a scream I swear could wake up the entire Pack. “Alpha! Oh, oh, Alpha!” “That’s right, Darkling. I want you to scream my name.” He says in the sexiest and smoothest voice just before I feel his hand cup my pussy. “Fuck! Viktor!” I cried out, fulfilling his wish almost instantly. He is relentless. Completely and absolutely relentless as he shifts his hips, driving his hard cock into me at an angle that pushes me even closer to my climax. And when he starts to flick my clit, I about just lose my fucking mind.

Vince rolled supine, eyes cracking open to wet slaps inches from his face. Sven loomed, stroking furiously, cock rigid in front of his face again, his fist blurring. Thick jets of cum arced out, painting Vince's neck in hot pearls, dripping warm down his collarbone. Sven dipped low, tongue lapping his own mess from skin, sucking salty beads. "You got me so fucking horny today. Feel like returning the favor?" Vince surged up, shoving the Viking face-down over the table. Gripped hips bruising, rammed in balls-deep with no mercy, pounding relentlessly till Sven bucked and spilled across the sheets.

While others were always sweet and tender, communicating love and affection, this one was dirty and deep, communicating our passion and desperation. “If we were one normal couple”, he said he doesn't Hotel in Paris, “we would have had sex several times already.” He he said that just one day after in me to know. I I knew werewolf couples were extremely sexual and sensitive – I witnessed this firsthand when I was in their pack house. The fact that Vidar, an extremely domineering and powerful alpha male, was able to hold back for so long was a miracle.

‘I don’t want to lose you ever. The thought of it terrified her. His teeth nipped her lower lip right before he tore his mouth away and buried his face in her hair. His hips surged against hers, swiveled. Deep inside, Sunny felt his cock swell, the head of it rubbing against her in a way that left her feeling like she’d somehow explode, even as her skin started to feel too tight, too hot. Magnus was a Viking… for real. She slammed her head against the window, barely noticing the pain as sensation swamped her.

In the middle of the thrusts, when they were taking it out up to the little head, while they were kissing her neck, squeezing her breasts in the middle of sucking her beautiful round breasts. Those blows in and out, with the slaps skin against skin, with deep and powerful thrusts, hitting your prostate with force, ferocity and precision, without ever missing a beat. The same was true of the sex partner, the queen of Vassilliev, moaning and screaming. - Honey, let's fuck our colleagues on the opposite side? One of the women proposed. It was meant to spice up the sex. - As desire, what do you want first? Another questioned.

A true VIKINGS should be able to perceive his own blood even from it's silhouettes… This trait has been passed down From the Ancestral Wolves… Embedded in the leader of the VIKINGS and it's descendants Even the Breeze cackled at those who called the legitimate son of the Vikings a “BASTARD “ The storm had only begun.

Stefan I’ve always wondered why women cry out so loud in moments of passion. Maybe it’s the way I move inside them, fast and deliberate, or perhaps it’s the pressure of my six inches fat cock meeting their wild desires. Vicky's tongue trace my tattoo like a secret map, her body arching as I pushed deeper into her cunt, , I had to stop her from touching me, I do not like women touching me during sex. I turned her over, driving into her with a rhythm that matched the fire burning in my chest.

I knew they were jokingly calling themselves my sex toys, but I have to admit I like that idea. Viatrix certainly liked it. The reality of what it means, sexually, to have two mates at our beck and call was not lost on her horny ass. I pretty much expected her to behave like the bitch in heat she is. Besides, it’s not like she was ever super into it when I had sex with guys before Gunnar and Henrik. So, I wasn’t opposed to her idea that we run in wolf form to the cottage.