The Summer Siege (Viking Omegaverse, #3)

by Lyx Robinson

“You want me to fuck you?” I growl. “Say it.” She breathes out the phrase, freeing it from her cage of modesty: “I… I want you to fuck me.” Thor’s glory, to hear those words in her mouth. “I am not gentle,” I warn. Her eyes glint in the dark. “Nor am I fragile.”

Ivar ❤️

“Princess,” Armod insists. “I know what you’re doing. Retracing all the steps you could’ve done differently. Don’t torture yourself with such an exercise. We are here, now – it is already difficult enough to contend with one reality.”