Viking's Desire: Sexy-Romance Novel: A Viking Love Story by Catherine Sharp Read Free Book Online

to sit because this arrival and unloading was taking an eternity.  She leaned back against a rock and became quite pensive, reflecting about all that had happened to her in a mere week.  She noticed Eriik walking toward her and again found herself thinking how he was so tall and muscularly built and how absolutely male he was.  She couldn’t help the chills that went racing down her spine but chastised herself for feeling that way about her abductor.  He reached her and stated firmly, “Time to go home.”
    “Home?  My home is in England!”
    “Not anymore sweet.”
    “Don’t you dare call me that.”
    “I’ll call you what I like.”
    With that, he grabbed her hand and they started off, pulling a cart behind.  One of his kinsmen had provided it for Eriik so he could take all his plunder home.  Anger could hardly describe what Lillian was feeling.  He called her Father’s pet name and now was pulling all her family’s treasure behind him. Oh !
    By the time they finally arrived at his home, she was too tired to feel much of anything, even anger.  She would try to fire herself up again later.  His dwelling was quite large, considering she was expecting a grass hut with livestock grazing inside.  It was cut literally out of the side of a mountain.  The work was quite skillful.  There were magical looking signs and ornamentation sculpted on much of the front of the abode.  It was very beautiful.  At least it would have been had she been in any other mood.  Even so, she couldn’t help but notice the expert craftsmanship.
    He opened the door for her and as she entered , she actually felt quite cozy and deemed herself a traitor not only to her family, but to England as a whole for such feelings.  Would she never be able to feel like herself again?  She seemed to always be fighting within and it was wearing her out.  The beautiful wall hangings from the ceilings were magnificent.  The great room had a table that looked as if it could seat a hundred guests for dinner.  The staircase was carved with more foreign but beautiful symbols.  She didn’t know if they meant something or if they were just for appearances. 
    Eriik showed her to a bedchamber and it was exquisite with two huge windows from ceiling to floor with window hangings even more ornate than in the great room.  It even held a tub.  Oh, good lord, how long had it been since she had the luxury of a real bath?  She was overwhelmed.  She was chastising herself for being so impressed, but couldn’t help herself from looking forward to staying in such a stunning suite. 
    Eriik said, “Do you think you could be comfortable here?”
    “Oh my, yes, well, uh, it’s not home, but…”
    He started to smile but caught himself before she saw it.
    “I know, but we can’t change that now can we?”
    “At any rate, welcome to my chamber.”
    She whirled around so fast she became dizzy, “Oh no, if you think I am going to be your mistress, you are sadly mistaken!”
    “Lillian, you have shared my bed now for days and I’ve kept my word.”
    “Yes but that was in horrible conditions, not in a nice, soft bed in a lovely room.”
    “Well, how about if you stay here just long enough for a nice, hot bath?”
    To her utter amazement he started a fire, then ordered several servants to bring hot water for her bath.  Heaven on earth, a hot bath after that hell of a voyage.  She couldn’t help but smile at him and at that moment, upon seeing her smile, it took all that was in him not to rush over, take her in his arms and ravish her with his mouth and his body.
    Instead, he said, “Well, I’ll leave you to it, then.”
    Haltingly, she replied, “Thank you, Eriik, uh Lord Thorennson.”
    “Please, Eriik.”
    He had to leave in a hurry before he changed his mind and kissed her with the lust that was rampaging through him.  He was a strong man and he could control every aspect of his body, but at this moment his flesh was getting the best of him