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virgin and she could tell he knew. Her face flamed with warmth and she knew she was blushing. Hadn't Trisha told him? From his amazed look she doubted it.
    Vicki had seen nude men before. One time she had come close to allowing another to make love to her. But when his clothes came off, he had seemed so utterly unimpressive Vicki changed her mind. Again it was impossible to want a man who just never measured up to the mental image in her mind of her hero phantom lover. In her heart, she had always known only a massive Viking warrior would do. She held her breath wondering if Wolf would stop. She was wondering if she wanted him to stop.
    Her hand settled over his wrist, again undecided. It became apparent immediately he was undeterred. He kept moving his finger deeper, very carefully and coaxingly. He spoke to her as one would a skittish filly. His hand stroked her cheek in a loving gesture. She stared into his eyes and she felt frozen to the spot. Dark brown pools of liquid desire gazed back. She released his wrist and splayed her hands against his chest. His look was gentle, yet commanding. His 24
    Valhalla Wolf [Viking Warriors Book 2]
    by Constantine De Bohon
    hot breath caressed the words he soothed over her face and she felt strangely quieted. He pinned her back against the pool wall with gentle force. For the most part the side of the pool was smooth. She was literally trapped between a rock and a hard place. She groaned as another finger slipped inside her to explore with exquisite caution. His thumb stroked back and forth over her nub.
    Vicki's mouth opened wide to expel little puffs of air. When his mouth covered hers she moaned. His tongue invaded her; his hand gripped the back of her neck. She could barely breathe. Their tongues rolled and danced together. He felt so warm and soft. Her shy whimpers were answered with his encouraging groans and animalistic grunts. Oddly enough this was a language she felt she should know. Her hips began to move of their own accord against his invading fingers and she allowed his hand to stay where it was.
    His fingers stopped exploring and he reached up to grip one of her hands. He pulled it low in the water and her fingers were suddenly tracing the outline of his huge cock. He closed her hand around him and she tested its thickness. She shivered and he pulled her closer. That massive thing was about to be inside her, she just knew it. She gripped him harder, feeling a bit overwhelmed at his size, then ran her hand down the long hardened length of him. His penis seemed to go on forever. He was magnificent.
    This is what a Viking warrior would feel like.
    Her thighs felt like jelly. He nipped and licked at her cheek, her jaw and her neck, until she was panting harder. His face was then only inches from her own. She swallowed hard. He 25
    Valhalla Wolf [Viking Warriors Book 2]
    by Constantine De Bohon
    was so gorgeous. Shallow puffs of his heated breath bathed her face. The intense look he wore was unnerving. There was a question in his eyes. His fingers still slid carefully, coaxingly inside her. Her hips continued to rock against them. No, she wasn't going anywhere.
    Admittedly, the fight, the fear and now this were arousing her. She moaned and a blush crept up her neck and cheeks from her building desire. She heard a low chuckle in his voice.
    He sounded so sexy. She felt an ache inside, and he was so handsome when he was being sweet and wasn't scaring the crap out of her. When he moved forward she felt his cock push against her opening. She wasn't certain what to expect, but he was so intoxicating. Her legs spread wider, wanting him. Her fantasy man had become a reality and damned if she was going to miss out on what was probably her only opportunity at coming close to her dreams. His penis pushed up inside her, probing. He kissed her forehead, whispered calming words, gripped her tightly to him and then he thrust deep within her.
    Vicki screamed and then gasped for air. He was as