Destiny Enslaved (editing)

Part 44

Part 44
I was pressed against him firmly in his arm which encircled my waist. I felt his heat; inhaled his earthy scent; heard his heart rumble against his ribs.
His name passing my lips felt like sacrilege -what i had just done – what was i?
I stared at mine and Bjorn’s entangled- like our fates perhaps?
But as i was immersed in Bjorn’s presence the worries began to slip away. He made my storms drift away on his gentle smile- so delicate i was afraid that if i did something stupid then it would break.
So i dared to answer his question ‘’Bjorn, i want to be with you- i -i don’t know why, but, i feel that my Destiney is to walk by your side...’’
And there it was ; my confession.
And hearing it aloud i knew that it rang with truth but with it there was a dizzying confusion- we had known each other a week or more- and  half that time we haven’t spoken.
But i knew when i said those words that something else lurked in their wake- a deep ache in my chest. I was vulnerable; for the first time in a long time.
I never liked my captors. I may have had sex i may have cared for some but in that world the tangle threads of lies and fear makes everything appear that way. But somehow being in the company of these people with a promise of freedom i had found a hope long forgotten that might start again? have a chance at love?-  i finally felt at ease enough to lay out my feelings.
But Bjorn was silent her stared down at me with eyes wide.
Was this it- had  been foolish to think he might have felt for me...
I looked away from his intense blue eyes and made to walk out. But i couldn’t.
Bjorn’s hand firmly held on to mine.
‘’Asa, where are you going?’’ his voice was tender his face boyish as it tilted in concern. ‘’you cant leave; you said we share a destiny-‘’ he slowly pulled me back to him and i  gladly followed his lead ‘’what you have said ... i cant find any words. But i know that in this short life we must embrace our destinies.’’
We were close again i always wanted to feel this- this warmth and comfort that came from knowing Bjorn was beside me. It was addictive.
I  stared into those dazzling blue eyes and wished for the gods to interfere- right now- either they did now or they would never be allowed to – i wouldn’t let them tear me from my love- never again.
‘’and so, Asa- what do you want?’’ he asked his breath heavy with lust. He was asking me to accept him to bound myself to him forever more... for from this moment i would not share him.
‘’i want you, Bjorn, only you- i want you to be mine as i am yours... ‘’with it said there were no more words needed.
I tilted my head into his neck an nipped his skin. ‘’claim me Bjorn- take this body- my soul is already yours.’’
‘’and mine are forever marked by you my Asa.’’ Bjorn quickly began to respond to my advances by kissing and tasting my neck whilst his hands rummaged to disrobe me.
I bit and sucked hard on his neck below his ear; where al would see that this man was mine.
Bjorn had removed my pants and his before i really knew it had happened i was so intoxicated by the pleasure of being touched by Bjorn -being worshipped and accepted by this man.
Bjorn began gently pushing me backwards as his lips locked onto mine; they melted together.
I had to pull away to breathe. When i did i was overcome with a primal need as Bjorn stared down at me with love and want.
I quickly brought us back together and walked backwards dragging Bjorn with me t fall onto the fur laden bed.
Bjorn, with tender hands, laid me on the bed. I wriggled further in to its depths which meant Bjorn had to prowl across the divide to reach me he did.
He began at my feet delicately tracing my scars.
‘’you don’t have to.’’ I said suddenly. Fracturing the moment as doubt consumed me
He paused but remained silent then i heard the creak of the old as he climbed on to cover me he stopped half way and was scared to look at him- what was he thinking.?
Then suddenly i felt wet warmth strike my centre. I gasped taken off guard – then i le out a shamelessly pleasured moan.
Bjorn’s hand came up to caress my body under my shirt as i bucked for him to go deeper. I was on the verge when he came away to stare down at my dishevelled form.
‘’take your top off...’’ he asked with a haze in his eyes.
‘’i- i am not beautiful, Bjorn- inside or out.’’
Bjorn hands were quick to replace his dactyl tongue. As i stuttered on my breath from the sudden pleasure again as his fingers deepened Bjorn’s claim on me.
They were slow and torturous as i quivered wanting release.
‘’you are more beautiful to me than the open sea... i want to know all of you – I want to love all of you .’’ he came crashing into arms as he kissed me.
His tongue roamed and titillated my mouth evoking another moan from me.
His fingers stopped as he rose to straddle my legs waiting for my answer.
As i looked at him with his tunic grazing my thighs, the devilish thoughts that invoked aside, i saw a man waiting for a response.
He had laid bare his feelings to me- quite loudly too... he was declaring a love and though we had shared that night under the moon this felt far scarier.
I had had sex. And i had once allowed myself to have love before the powerful tore it from me. From then sex had been a weapon or a selfish desire.
I wouldn’t allow those feelings to dare grow in my soul .
And yet the god’s despite all the shit were presenting me with another chance- a new life.
Bjorn could offer me that and even if he had nothing i would have been happy to walk barefoot forever as long as we were in love. I felt ecstatic and terrified all at once.
Was this it- love?
I couldn’t recall it aching so much- with want with need with all my soul i wanted to be with Bjorn.
I wanted to speak to sing my joy- but i swallowed painfully with a sudden dry throat. It was all the goddamn emotion!
So with no voice and a waning hope in Bjorn’s face i did the only thing that i could think to do- besides jumping him for another kiss to wet my lips...
With a resolve and a deep breathe i sat up in front of Bjorn. His eyes widened with intrigue the hope vivid once more.
Before my mind could convince me not to i pulled my tunic over my head.
Those few moments of darkness filled me with dread as flashes of cruelty tormented me.
But they vanished as i was greeted by adoring expression.
His eyes roamed up and down taking all of my scars and gilding in
What will he think when the gold fades?...
I pushed the detrimental thought to the side and focused on Bjorn as he leaned in so he was almost touching my face.
‘’you are a treasure from the gods, my Asa...’’ he ended with a kiss. His lips grappled with mine- our tongues were soon engaged in a melee in the pursuit of pleasure.
Bjorn shuffled further towards me till his hands, which ran over my body eliciting salacious moans, gently slid over my back as Bjorn gently guided me to lie on the bed. His mouth was soon on mine but only for a moment as i felt a grin blossom on his lips.
He pulled away to take in me form again, his grin wide, as he shook his head with an awed expression.
‘’Bjorn?’’ i asked eyeing him with playful suspicion.
‘’his eyes came back to mine and i lost my breath. His stare was intense with his desire for me and i saw the glint of my golden eyes in his like the sun in the sky – they just were.
Bjorn rose to pull his tunic over his head. However eager he was Bjorn slowly lifted the fabric a pleased grin at my expression of wanton lust.
The fabric which had skirted his thighs slowly began to reveal more and more of Bjorn’s sun kissed skin. I heard a chuckle as my breath hitched at the sight of his erection.
It was stupid- i knew it. Bjorn and i had already given in to this attraction that seemed preordained... but here in his tent with the knowledge that he was proclaiming me his and he mine by letting all know my meaning to him i felt special... a small part of my heart turned black with doubt and the fich fich returned. It filtered in through the rustling of the trees outside.
No i don’t want it- stay away from this moment i beg you my soul cried to the gods.
But my prayers were unanswered.
they are different... they echoed in from the dark of my mind. Vikings are subject only to their desires... they are fickle as the wind...
no- i didn’t want to listen any more. They were those i had slain they wished me nothing but ill will.  My hands fisted in the furs trying to summon the will to fight them off before Bjorn saw something in me; the monster who had taken so many lives...
Malaki... his voice rose above the rest like a serpent creeping up from the bowels of hell. He will leave- you have seen it, my Malaki...
No! I won’t listen to your lies!
With that thought i broke from the Fich fich.
I looked around a little dumbly before realising that Bjorn was no looking at me- naked to boot.
‘’Asa? ‘’ he asked tenderly as his hand cupped my cheek. ‘’ what has happened?’’ his brows knitted in concern.
With the feeling of freedom mixing with the high of being in control for once i stared into Bjorn’s eyes. they searched my face for signs of anything a miss.
Before he could voice his concerns i kissed him passionately to show him that i was alright.
‘’Asa-‘’ he said pulling away from my embrace. He took my hands holding them gently. But he did not look me in the eyes. ‘’ is something wrong?’’
His azure eyes dimmed with doubt.
No! I will not let them take this from me.
‘’Bjorn,’’ i spoke softly removing his hands from mine which made his eyebrows knit together in confusion. Still he did not look up.
I took his face in my hands bringing his eyes to look into mine.
‘’Bjorn, my saviour, you have broken me from a cage in which i was simply waiting to die...’’
His gaze filled with sympathy as he locked his now blazing lazuline eyes with mine.
i stroked his cheek as i smiled with a sudden disbelief that this was really happening.
Days ago even i did not foresee Bjorn becoming my hero. And now here we were amongst his furs free and loving.
‘’Bjorn, now... now i cannot wait to live with you,’’ i kissed him in the strange evening colours that began to paint us in thee colours of fire.
No more words were said then as Bjorn deepened our kiss gently guiding me to lie beneath him. His tongue rolled with mine before he broke away to begin kissing me down my neck. I lay still as his lips tasted my body and now and then i unexpectedly moaned from his marking.
A knee slipped between my legs to slowly part them. I willingly relaxed and welcomed Bjorn to be one with me.
I looked up to see his face caught in a brief expression of guilt. As his shining eyes mesmerised me i reached out to touch his cheek. I rose to place my lips softly on his other cheek and whispered.
‘’i love you Bjorn...’’
He stilled for a moment- a fraction of a second- so quick i might not have noticed.
He quickly buried his face into my neck inhaling my scent and placing tender kisses on the thinning scars that climbed my neck. They were so shallow, so fine, no one noticed them -certainly not enough to paint them.
I moaned as his lips parted for his tongue to trace the lines. He climbed from my collar bone to my ear.
‘’my Asa, i love you...’’ he paused before coming to kiss me sweetly on the lips.
I wrapped my arms around him and then felt his cock waiting at my entrance.
he buried his face into my neck as he entered. He felt hot as he began delve deeper. I moaned as he came to be fully inside me.
‘’Bjorn...’’ i whispered in ecstasy . i could feel his heart beat resonate with mine as he slowly began to move ; each thrust building toward an euphoria of passion.
His pace began to quicken as his and my moans mingled like a chorus in my ears climbing to a crescendo.
I felt the precipice and jumped.
I was flying as Bjorn thrust deeper  and deeper until he too hit the high.  He held me close as we both soared.