The Son Of Ragnar

Erik had been imprisoned, he did not resist much as they treated him with utmost care as they understood the only way to keep him in his cell is only if Erik wanted to stay in it.

Arild was glad that she was alive but she was part of the conditions that Erik listed to stay in his cell.

She was not pleased with it but she had accepted the condition because she knew how important Erik was Birger's plan and she would give her life to make sure his goals came true.

"Oi Arild, Erik is requesting you in his cell," Reidar said with a perverted grin, Arild did not bother with a verbal response and simply went to his cell because they were both aware of why Erik was requesting her presence.

Erik began salivating the moment he saw her. Arild, for some reason, was calm and collected.

The moment she entered the cell, Erik moved in to manhandle her but Arild was not having any of that. If Erik was going to have continuous access to her body, he had to play by her rules.

She was not a fuck doll that he gets to fuck however he wants. Now was the time for boundaries.

"No, Erik," Arild said at once, Erik was confused as he was not one to seek consent in the first place. What he wanted, he got it by force or otherwise yet here she was, telling him "no"?

"My dick is hard, hurry up and sit on it," Erik said, laying on the ground but Arild did not comply.

"I am not your whore, Erik," Arild said, looking Erik dead in the eyes and Erik did not know what to do. Arild knew Erik could easily overpower her so she had to follow up with something that would not trigger him.

"Erik, what if I told you you could get even better pleasure?" Arild said and this piqued Erik's interest as he lay up.

"More pleasure? Do you mean killing?" Erik asked, clueless as to what this woman was saying but she had gotten him into a conversation, that was progress.

"No Erik, do you mind letting me take control for today?" Arild said, but Erik was not quite following because he has fucked tons of women so what else could sex be if not to release your pent-up lust into a woman, was that not what women were for?

But there was something about the way Arild looked at him that made Erik interested in whatever she had in mind.

"Go ahead," Erik was surprisingly tame today, but this could be because he was bored and needed something to pass time.

Arild laid Erik on his back, and Erik's dick was soon removed from his pants, she began stroking it gently as her soft moist lips wandered around his chest.

Erik was surprised by this, he had always used women to satisfy his urges but had never had a woman use him to satisfy hers.

Arild's face was aligned with Erik's own, and she did something that shocked The Berserker.

Arild kissed Erik, and Erik immediately pushed her off him and scrambled away the moment their lips met.

"Get out," Erik commanded, this was a first for Erik and Arild looked at him, Erik was distressed but it was just a kiss. How could a kiss trigger this sort of reaction from him?

"I am sorry, I did not mean to take it that far…" Arild apologized but she was not dramatic in terms of her reaction to the event and had her neutral face on.

"Why did you kiss me?" Erik questioned her, Arild took him by surprise with that action.

"Was it your first kiss?" Arild asked and Erik fell silent but his silence only gave Arild her answer.

"Come here, Erik," Arild compassionately called out to him, Erik looked at her.

"I will come to you then," Arild said, walking towards Erik.

Erik's back was against the wall, legs spread out in front of him. Arild sat on his lap, facing him.

"Do not be afraid of Erik, right now. You are not on the battlefield. Let down your guard," Arild said, caressing his face, her hands were warm and nurturing. This was a far cry from the aloof personality she showed in combat.

Then she leaned in, but she went in slower than before, this allowed Erik to back away if he was not comfortable but he did not.

Both of them kissed, it was hard to believe this was the hardened Erik that everyone was scared of, he looked like a tame little puppy right now.

"You see? It was not so bad now, was it?" Arild said with a smile, Erik could not believe what was happening. He recognized this strange feeling, he felt it when he saw Asger's wife.

Arild didn't take time, Erik was still hard as she wrapped her arms around him after sliding his dick into her, Erik fought all his primal instinct to revert to his old habits.

Arild began moving up and down, this felt different, it felt a lot more intimate and the intensity was not something Erik was used to.

Arild looked right into his eyes as she did, before kissing him deeply, their tongues dancing together. This felt like a scene taken right out of beauty and the beast.

-

Lagertha was in her room, her wounds were being attended to but Birger had found a way to keep her shackled. He had intentionally left her rope loose to see if she still was defiant.

He did not make that mistake twice, Birger walked into the room as if nothing happened.

"Good morning Queen Lagertha, I hope you slept well?" Birger greeted her but Lagertha did not offer him a response, she was no longer gagged.

"I know you must be hungry, I apologize for my earlier treatment but when someone misbehaves, one ought to discipline them. You were a bad girl, Lagertha so I had no choice but to punish you. My apology did not come empty-handed." Birger said, clapping his hands.

A covered food tray was brought into the room, Lagertha had not eaten in a while so it was only logical she was hungry. She looked at the tray but looked away.

"I am trying here, Lagertha. Fine, at least see what is inside," Birger sounded apologetic, and the tray cover came off but Lagertha's horrified face showed what was beneath that tray was anything but food. It was a head and one that Lagertha recognized.

"Lady Herfjötur?!"