The Son Of Ragnar



Askild was not done yet, he was glad that one last person was standing, this was the lady he had admired but that was mainly because of her enormous breasts.

Askild got up to his feet to stretch, his dick was glistening from the juices that coated it but Askild was energetic.

The girl got on the floor but she did not spread her legs just yet, she wanted Askild to take control and he did just that.

Askild used his brute strength to spread her thighs, she could not resist, she did not want to resist either and allowed the King to have his way.

Askild slid his dick inside and realized he did not have as much energy as he initially thought, his knees were weak but he certainly liked how wet this lady was.

Askild was partly surprised as to why Ingólfur was not partaking and he looked back to see Ingólfur without another woman, a woman he had not seen before coming here.

She was riding him and the lady in front of him knew he sought answers.

"That is Hallveig Fróðadóttir, Ingólfur's wife…" She said and this confused Askild, did this mean his wife permitted him to sleep with other women without causing a scene?

The fact that they were having sex in front of him told Askild that they did not have a problem when it came to sex.

"He is allowed to sleep with others?" Askild asked and the lady giggled the moment she heard this.

"Ingólfur has never slept with any of us nor has he allowed anyone but his wife to make him cum," The lady said. Askild was confused, this seemed unnecessary but Askild was skeptical about this.

"And his wife is satisfied with this arrangement?" Askild asked, he knew a woman had a jealous nature so allowing this might mean she never loved him but then again, what was he doing here?

"Ingólfur is not the only one benefitting from this arrangement, Lady Hallveig Fróðadóttir benefits as well. She makes good use of us," She giggled, this was no doubt a polygamous relationship as they prioritized each other above all else and the restriction about not cumming or having sex with anyone other than themselves was a good one because it did not allow Ingólfur to form any emotional attachment to these girls.

Askild admired this commitment but he was only married to Liv on paper, they were no longer a married couple in the bedroom.

The thought seemed to anger Askild, one would think he would reconsider and stop this act but this had the opposite effect on Askild.

Askild blamed Liv for his current condition, it was not like she did not know he killed her brother even though her father dying must have been the changing point.

Fredrik had such a hold over her that anything he said, she did so now that he was gone, she began to see things through her lens.

She could make her decision herself, she understood the monster she had married otherwise Askild would have never covered the vile act of Erik.

She could barely look Lagertha in the eyes, she wanted out but she knew there was no way to escape her marriage with Askild so all she could do was suck it up and give him just enough of her to survive.

Her soul nor body no longer belonged to Askild. Askild could easily have his way with her but even though he was a monster, Liv remained the one person he still could not hurt.

In his twisted way, he does love and he has demonstrated this numerous times through his acts.

Askild;'s eyes returned to the lady, his body convulsing with energy as he grabbed her by the waist and slowly pulled her towards him, and in doing so put the entire length of his dick in her. 

He moved his waist back until only the rip remained in her before thrusting it as hard as he could, the force made her breast dance around like an earthquake had just hit.

Askild kept doing this and the lady did not know if she was enjoying this as much as she should but it felt different. Before she knew it, Askild's hand grabbed her neck with his other hand slapping her breast rather hard, his handprint visible on her skin.

The lady looked genuinely worried now as Askild flipped her over, putting her on all fours as he slapped her ass cheeks, she winced in pain but this was just the beginning.

Askild put his dick back in her, pulling her hair back with such force that it felt like he would decapitate her at any moment.

She tried to tap out but Askild was not having it, pushing her waist down so only her ass hung, Askild plunged his entire dick inside her, and the lady's eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Her tongue hung out of her mouth like she was waiting for a treat, and the clapping of her ass cheeks echoed throughout the room.

Unlike Ingólfur, who was having sex with his wife like someone he loved, Askild was fucking this lady senseless because something had switched in him.

The other girls were jealous that he did not fuck them with the same energy because it did look like she was having all the fun.

She was moaning, her lustful voice filling the room because all the girls knew that Askild could not hurt them or Ingólfur would intervene. This was why they gave him their complete loyalty, Ingólfur was a man that did not have any slaves, everyone that followed him did so because they wanted to, this was why he did not see himself as a King or it would mean he saw himself above those that followed him.

It was a simple but effective gesture that everyone appreciated and Askild would have seen a side to him if he hurt the lady he was fucking but Askild narrowly escaped this scuffle.

Askild eventually pushed her face to the ground as he kept hitting it from the back.

The lady's feet curled as she began to mumble gibberish, she bit her lips as saliva escaped the edges. She was going to have an orgasm at any moment but she was not the only one.

However, Askild closed his eyes and replaced the image of this lady with that of Liv.

His thrusts became less aggressive and had a rhythm, this made it even harder for the lady to hold herself back as she began throwing her ass back.

It did not take long until both of them had an orgasm, Askild shooting all his pent-up cum inside her but only after he opened his eyes did he realize what he had done.

Askild did not have any children and the chances that he would have any with Liv grew increasingly dim with each passing day.

The other girls were surprised that Askild finished inside, he was not the first man of high profile that they serviced and everyone else removed their dick because cumming as they could not risk fathering a bastard but the King of Kattegat decided to do this.

Ingólfur was finishing on his end too, he shot his load up his wife.

Askild felt the tension leave his shoulder, years of pent-up stress and frustration.

"It seems you got a bit carried away, King Askild," Ingólfur joked as his wife entered the bath and sat between her husband.s legs, he rested his head gently on her shoulder.

She was nude and Askild was surprised that Ingólfur did not bother hiding her nakedness from another man but one thing he had learned was that they had a different view regarding sex.

He had only heard of such practices but never actually witnessed them.

Even with that, this was a little too specific in terms of requirements, they had rules to still make sex sacred despite having the freedom to explore with others.

"Hahaha! You could say that," Askild responded, sitting back in the pool.

"This is my wife, Hallveig Fróðadóttir," Ingólfur said. Fondling her breasts, she had a strange look, she had eyes that made Askild feel uneasy, it was like she saw what was in his mind.

She smirked at Askild, Askild did not show any visible response.

"King Askild, you fuck well," His wife said and Ingólfur chuckled the moment he heard her say this, this was how a secure man looked.

A man that had accepted both sides of his lifestyle, he was glad that this was the result.

The meeting had come to a successful conclusion as Askild had managed to convince Ingólfur to drop his vendetta against the Gardssons. This did not take as much convincing as he thought, it was almost like Ingólfur was aware of it.

Askild could not help but think that he played into Ingólfur's hands but this did not matter.

"Now, the real reason why I am here, Ingólfur…" Askild said, his body language changing as the girls exited the room the moment they were done having sex.

"Go on…" Ingólfur encouraged as Askild's eyes looked past his wife and right at Ingólfur.

"It is simple, I want to attack Northumbria," Askild said with a smile. Of course, he would know the lands beyond, Askild was aware that there laid multiple Kingdoms.

And Ingólfur being a conqueror, there was no way he would pass up this opportunity to conquer more lands.

The difference between this and the proposal that Rugalf had offered was that this was more than looting, but an actual conquest. Askild knew if he could get Ingólfur to aid him then the conquest might be successful because Askild used these years to gather information regarding their military strength and it was nothing to laugh about, they needed to throw everything at them if they were to stand a chance

The war that was about to occur would make the one that occurred in Vestfold child's play but that was only if Ingólfur accepted to join and the mighty conqueror whispered something in his wife's ear, prompting her to giggle as she looked at King Askild.

"We refuse," She responded sternly.