Head over heels | Ragnar Lothbrok

Part 3

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Pov Arnora

I continue to look boredly around. Ragnar grabs hold of my hand again after I pulled it away the second time and I reluctantly let him hold my hand. His touch is so gentle though.

I shrug the thought of his gentle touch off and intertwine my fingers without noticing, causing Ragnar to smile a bit as we both continue to watch the dance.

After the dance, Ragnar gently pulls me back to my feet. Oh God. It's time for thàt.

"It's time, to go to the matrimonial chamber." My father says, men cheering and Ragnar smiling softly. I let out a quiet sigh with a clenched jaw.

Ragnar takes me to the matrimonial chamber and closes the door behind us.

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Ragnar unties the leather straps from my dress on my back, gently pulling my dress down. His hand slowly caressing my lower back. Ragnar walks around me, admiring my naked body. My dad didn't allow me to wear underwear for my time in the matrimonial chamber.

"You're gorgeous." Ragnar mumbles as he looks at me. Ragnar lifts me up and starts to kiss me after he undressed himself, I reluctantly kiss him back but way less than he'd kiss me. Ragnar lays me down on the bed, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"I'll be gentle.." Ragnar purrs

"Oh screw you." I spat, huffing softly as I turn my head away. I see this just as a thing I have to allow and get through, nothing more.

Ragnar's mood immediately changes after I cursed at him, roughly forcing his dick inside me, causing me to cringe in pain as he'd be larger than I've had for my first time.

Ragnar lets out quiet groans as he pounds into me, kissing my neck while holding onto my hips. Everytime he pulls back out to thrust back in, I feel empty. He's stretched me that far for that to actually happen.

A tear leaves the corner of my eyes as I continue to let him pound into me with his irregular thrusting; sometimes hard and rough for a bit, then soft and gentle. It's almost as if he's trying to see which one makes it more pleasurable for me but I surely don't show which one it is.

I bite my lip hard when he thrusts gentle and softly again after having trusted roughly and hard into me. Fuck, he's so good.

Arnora! Don't think like that! I yell to myself in my head. Subconsciously I tighten my legs a bit more after having moved a bit so he could thrust even deeper than he already did.

I feel Ragnar grin against my neck, he has created several hickeys by now. All of them in a way that I wouldn't be able to cover them up with my clothing. God damnit.

"Are you enjoying it love?" Ragnar purrs

"Hell no." I growl but I feel tinglings of pleasure go through my body after all the pain went away. It feels so good it makes me want to moan. But I don't. I don't submit to him. I don't show him that I'm liking the sexual intercourse we're having.

"You do enjoy it." Ragnar purrs more, God that cocky attitude makes me want to kick him in the balls.

"Just get the job done." I huff, moaning softly in my head so he wouldn't even notice a thing.

"As you wish." As soon as Ragnar said that, he starts to thrust roughly and hard again. I kind of like this side as well but I'm like an extreme bipolar person when it comes to this. One time I like soft and gentle, other time hard and rough.

I slowly start to get soaking wet as I start to reach my climax. My back arches and I close my eyes as the corners of my mouth twitch. I feel his hot semen inside of me not long after. Ragnar doesn't pull out immediately, wanting to make sure he fully came before pulling out.

After he was sure he delivered all of his thick substance, he pulls out, even then still a few drips of sperm falling from his tip onto the bed.

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I grab the covers and put them around me, covering myself up entirely before turning my back to Ragnar after he layed down next to me.

"Goodnight." He whispers and kisses my cheek before pulling me close to his own body underneath the covers.