The Son Of Ragnar

Erik was on the verge of death but that was what Erik loved the most, flirting with death that is.

Arild had hidden her ax behind the body of the deceased man, something that Erik missed because he had his attention on the duo rather than his environment.

But Erik showed unnatural flexibility, managing to twist his body to generate enough momentum to avoid the ax last minute. Looking up, he saw Rediar descending with his weapon but Erik had lost interest in this fight.

Grabbing Reidar by the neck mid-air and tossing him aside like the ragdoll he is.

Erik got back to his feet, he wanted to have fun and that was why he dropped his weapon but now he had a different definition of fun.

"Reidar, you said you wanted to talk…." Erik asked, uprooting Arild's ax from the ground.

Erik admired it, it had a certain craftsmanship to it, unlike his simplistic-looking weapon.

Reidar nodded in response and Erik returned his gaze to Arild.

"I want to fuck her right here and now, then I would follow you wherever you want to go," Erik offered, fighting had gotten his dick hard and Reidar could not believe what he was hearing.

Erik had sexualized her earlier and Reidar also knew it was not in his place to accept this offer despite preferring this method to fighting him.

They had been fighting Erik at full strength and it can't be said that Erik was doing the same.

Erik had a hard-on, the fight, and pain he had gotten had given him one.

"Who do you think you are?" Arild asked and Erik walked up to her slowly, hawking over her like an eagle about to scoop up his prey.

Reidar could not believe Erik's audacity and secretly wished he had those balls.

Arild looked at the Berserker's bulge, she knew that this would be the easiest way to take him despite being confident in her combat skills.

"I am Erik, and I want my dick in your mouth," Erik was raw, it was clear he had no experience sweeping ladies off their feet because this approach was quite repulsive or so someone would think.

"Reidar, don't you dare look…" The much smaller lady said, loosening Erik's trousers in the process but only if she knew the kind of person Erik was, she would have kept on fighting him.

She did not need to get on her knees due to the vast height difference.

Arild could not understand why sex was going through his mind in the middle of a battle but all she needed to do was make him cum and it would be over.

Her tongue hugged the tip of Erik's dick, coiling around it, Erik felt her breath brushing against it. She had experience with her mouth, it was no surprise with those attractive lips but she was not taking it deep enough, she could barely take in half of his length and Erik knew he would never cum at this rate.

"I think you need a little help…" Erik said with a grin, putting his hand on the back of her head and forcing her to take even more of it. The look of defiance in her eyes only made Erik want to break her even more, she managed to come up for air, fighting for her life on a different battlefield.

"W-What the hell do you think you are doin-!" Erik slapped her across the face with his dick, and again.

"Open your fucking mouth and stick out your tongue," Erik commanded, that look of defiance was still prominent in her eyes but she did as she was told.

Erik tapped his dick on her tongue, rubbing his spit-cover shaft all over her face.

Erik was ready, he did not care where he fucked her as he was like a wild animal despite Arild requesting that they go somewhere more private.

Erik ripped off the metal plate covering her chest, her nipples were inverted yet they were poking out effortlessly, showing that she too was aroused.

"Hurry up and turn around," Erik commanded, and she did just that, Erik pushed her against a wall, his hand firmly placed at the back of her neck to hold her in a place like a dog,

She took a deep breath, she could not wait to get this over with but she felt Erik rubbing his shaft along her slit, and in turn rubbing her clit. She could not help her pussy juice drenching his dick even without penetration.

She actually wanted to be fucked by this brute? This realization surprised her but she knew it was nothing as deep as an attraction rather, it has been a long time since she has been touched by a man and now she had a reason to, it was for Birger.

Soon, Erik slid his dick into her but he did not stop sliding it in until his whole dick was inside her. He had to crouch because of the size difference but he got up to his feet, lifting her too.

Erik did not support her weight, he allowed his dick and her being sandwiched between a wall and him to do the balancing.

Erik did not go easy on her, squishy sound with every thrust only getting louder and his hand on the back of her neck only getting tighter. He was surprised that such a small body could take his dick without breaking.

"Reidar…" Erik called out, Reidar did not need to be called twice as he jerked his head instantly in that direction and even he found this scene somewhat attractive.

"This is your reward for injuring me," Erik said, allowing the man to watch him.

Arild's sharp mouth was nowhere to be heard, she could barely breathe and talk more of talking as she could feel her mind blanking out with each thrust, it was both painful and pleasurable.

But for whatever reason, Erik The Berserker would no longer prove to be a problem for that day, forsaking Liv for his own pleasure, Askild was the one he owed his loyalty to, not Liv.

Askild never explicitly told him to either, so he was not disobeying his King.