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swam in these sol-kissed waves. A man who, with his soaking strands of golden blond hair and bronzed, muscled chest and arms—now coated with an appealing layer of crystalline water droplets that only served to enhance his tone and definition—likened an extension of the sun itself. And when the vision beckoned to her from the waters, she found that she could not resist him.
    “Come to me, my lady,” Eirik charmed her with a wolfish grin.  “‘Tis time for the queen’s bath.”
    Astrid shifted her gaze toward Magnus, who now reclined his muscle bound form in a bed of soft, luxurious clover.
         “Aye, go ahead my queen,” he bid her, flexing his chest and stretching his abdominals to appealing effect. “I could use a good rest.”
    Springing to her feet as she released a spirited whoop worthy of a Viking queen, Astrid took off in a dead run for the waters before her; diving headfirst into a pool of sheer aqua that both nurtured and revitalized her.
    Breaking the surface moments later to face her golden guard, the queen at once relished a closer view of the warrior who had morphed into a nymph of the waters; the planes of his carved cheeks, the lengths of his golden hair, the breadth of his flawless torso all smattered with an appealing sheen of luminous water drops.
    “Come to me, milady,” the nymph released on a growl, holding his arms open to her.
    Closing all distance between them, Astrid soon found herself clutched in a cocoon of golden skin and water kissed muscle; her soaking wet body rubbing and sliding against Eirik’s with a divine friction that drove them both insane.
    Soon their legs and arms intermingled as, fully and finally, their lips did join in a fierce, binding kiss, their tongues also entangling as their united forms floated together in a paradise of aqua.
    Claiming his queen’s lips in a passionate kiss, Eirik massaged her lips with his and his strong but nurturing hands washed the strands of her long brown hair and rubbed her shoulders and back, next splashing reams of water against the surface of her tender breasts as she giggled with delight.
    Breaking their kiss to splash her lover in good and kind return, Astrid soon playfully wrestled with her longtime friend, their sturdy arms and heaving chests straining against each other as they laughed and chortled together.
    The horseplay turned serious moments later, as Eirik buried his head in Astrid’s chest to lick and suckle her breasts, lapping up the water drops that covered their surface as his long, hard shaft surged upward in the water.
    Wrapping her arms around his firm back and entangling her fingers in his long, wet mass of silken gold hair, the queen rocked her hips against his—opening herself to welcome his advances as the waves cradled and supported their bodies.
    “All in good time, milady,” Eirik whispered against her skin, cradling her body close to his as he rubbed and washed the length of her back before gracing her rear with a playful squeeze. “I’ve dreamt of this day a long time.  I aim to take my time with you.”
    Once again seizing her lips in a warm, meaningful kiss, a tender Eirik enclosed his queen in adoring arms and swayed her back and forth; leading her in the motions of a water ballet that made her feel light and feminine.
    “No small feat, that,” she mused in silence, sinking in Eirik’s arms as he pulled her closer still, his massive chest pressing her breasts as their tongues, hips and thighs locked between them.    
    Wrapping her arms tight around Eirik’s massive shoulders and her long, sturdy legs around his trim waist, an ecstatic Astrid savored the feel of her muscle-bound warrior clutched tight in her arms. And judging by the way that his long, hard shaft now grazed her soaking wet feminine cleft, he more than shared in this emotion.
    The surrounding waters supplying the ideal lubricant for their intimate interaction, the couple fully and finally joined as one; a lustful Eirik