Slave to the Viking, Collection One (Gay Viking Erotic Romance)by Angel Starr
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When Eirik's sister offers him to her Viking lord lover Rugga in exchange for her own reasons, Eirik is collared and marked as Rugga's thrall. Taken aboard Rugga's ship, he is made to appease the Viking lord's lust. Eirik's shame is only matched by the unexpected pleasure--and the knowledge Rugga expects him to give up his village's secrets. But is satisfying Eirik's new appetite worth the price of betraying his village?
Warning: This book contains �Slave to the Viking� and �Slave to the Viking 2: The Viking's Conquest.� 18,400 words of reluctant gay Viking sex, humiliation, bondage, BDSM, and extreme penetration.
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Rugga studied me openly with sharp blue eyes. �He�ll do,� he said at last, his deep voice reverberating off the mud walls and raising goose flesh along my spine. I longed to meet his gaze but couldn�t. Instead, I glanced at my parents, silently beseeching them for help.
None of this made any sense. My mother flushed and averted her stare, while my father only growled. Clearly no help was forthcoming from that quarter.
�Brother,� said Arnei�r, �I�ve been lonely. It�s been far too long since we�ve seen each other.�
I nodded, but said nothing. My head whirled, and for a moment, I wondered if I hadn�t fallen asleep by the fire, and this was all the dream of an exhausted fisherman.
�And I decided we should do something about it,� said Rugga, setting aside his plate. He stood, and only then did I realize just how big the man was. Tall, dwarfing even me, and powerful, his arms and legs sheer, corded muscle. The sight was strangely intriguing.
�But I cannot lose both my children!� my mother cried out, her hands flying to her mouth. She sobbed.
�I will do anything to see my bride happy,� Rugga said simply. He looked at my scowling father. �That includes promising not to make war on your people.�
�I don�t understand,� I muttered at last. �Why are you here?�
Every head in the room swiveled to look at me. Again I felt like a fish caught in a net. I swore to myself that I would never eat a fish again. An impossible vow, of course, but in that moment, I didn�t care.
�Because,� my sister said, her tone a mix of condescension and amusement, �we�ve come to fetch you.�
�Your life in exchange for our freedom,� my mother finished, tears rolling down her weathered face. �They�ve come to�to . . .�
�Say nothing more,� my father told her, hurrying to her side. He wiped away her tears. �It is indeed a sad sacrifice, but if Rugga promises his people will leave ours in peace . . .�
Terror chilled my heart. Was he saying what I thought?
Arnei�r met my eyes impassively. Now I understand why she�d been inspecting me as though I were a choice cut of fish. But whatever could she want me for?
�I must try the thrall before we take him,� Rugga announced. He gestured for the others to leave, and before I could respond, Arnei�r led my parents from the hut. The door closed behind them, and suddenly, only Rugga and I stood there.
The hut was too small for us. No, it was too small for him, for his enormous presence. �Why�what do you want from me?� I blurted, my heart pounding wildly.
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