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of a true love saves the word type thing. I thought maybe that’s…” She clamped her mouth shut.
    “You thought that’s why you were here?” He ran his fingers up the insides of his thighs and Venise felt her nipples tighten. She remembered the feel of his cock in her hand last night, the way it pulsed as she stroked it. What would it feel like in her mouth? Or sliding inside her, guided by the wetness that now pooled inside her.
    “Yes.”
    “An idea that holds great appeal for me.” He moved closer and put his hand over hers. “Why would you not allow me to pleasure you last evening?”
    “I…you…didn’t come after me.” She pulled her hand away and typed a few words of text. She wasn’t ready to have this discussion. “If the woman is the witch, if she’s somehow found a way to come back, then…”
    Rugoff moved so quickly that she didn’t have time to react. He grasped her head between his hands, capturing her lips in a burning kiss that seared her down to her very soul. His coarse, manly hands seemed soft against her skin as his lips took control of hers.
    He nibbled on her lower lip, then flicked his tongue, seeking entry into her mouth. Venise opened for him, moaning as his tongue slid ever so slowly into her, licking at her teeth, lapping very gently at the roof of her mouth.
    Need swamped her as one of his hands left her face and trailed down to her breast, capturing it in his palm, massaging her hardened nipple with his thumb.
    “Rugoff.”
    “If you are here to save me with love, then we should get started, so we can get us both out of here.”
    A nervous giggle escaped her lips. He continued to caress her as his lips moved over her jaw and down her neckline. Then suddenly, he backed away, turning from her so quickly she almost lost her balance.
    “What’s wrong?”
    When he turned back to her, she could see the pure lust written on his face, the tight muscles around his neck and shoulder showing he was having trouble keeping himself in check. His hard cock was back, making his clothing bulge.
    “I’m afraid that I won’t…be gentle.” His voice was ragged. “Last night you gave me something I’d dared to never hope for again, but…”
    Her heart beat just a little quicker as his words sunk into her.
    “Forgive me, it has been so long and I…you are so beautiful.” He put his hand over his cock. “Last night just…it…” He turned from her again and she put her hand on his shoulder.
    “Rugoff.” His body tightened more. “Nothing that has happened makes sense to me, and in my time, I would never sleep with a man I just met. But we’re not in my time, or at least not in my place. We’re in yours and…well…”
    Maybe she should offer to jack him off again. If he experienced relief again, would it help relieve his years of pent up passion? Or would it make things worse?
    “Listen, in my day, we have what’s called romance novels, and Vikings feature in those books sometimes, big, strong, beefy men who raid the village and then seduce the fair maiden into giving them their virginity.”
    “You make it sound as if they asked permission.” She could see he was still trying to keep himself in check, despite the fact that the burn in his gaze was deeper than it was before. “We took what we wanted, not caring who we hurt in the process.”
    “But that’s not what you’re doing now, despite your obvious—” she looked at his crotch, “—desire to take what you want.”
    “Things are different now. When I was very young, my father taught me that a man was allowed to use a woman’s body to slake his lust. Captives were slaves, and could be used for anything. I followed his lead, and when I think about him now, and what he became, it disgusts me. My mother, however, said a woman was not to be used in such a fashion. I tried to change my ways and follow her example before my…banishment.”
    Anger at the witch built in her as she thought about this man, who had