Maidens

The journey back to Kaer Trolde took around the same length of time. We'd spent an additional two days on Spikeroog, spending a lot of time with Udalryk, ensuring he stayed in a positive frame of mind. Though he still felt guilt, he slowly but surely opened up about what he'd been going through. He also went into detail about what happened the day his brother disappeared. He spoke with such emotion, I was left thinking it couldn't have possibly been a lie. And considering the hym had been feeding on him, there was no doubt the guilt was only because he still blamed himself.

We were certainly in good moods as we boarded the small ship that would take us back to Kaer Trolde. Udalryk escorted us to the docks, shaking my hand before embracing Cerys and Triss, his thanks incredibly heart felt. There was no missing the relief he was feeling, though he did mention that he still felt empty at times, though knew it would eventually pass. Hjort stated he would keep an eye on him, just in case.

Spending one night at sea again, the good moods we were in definitely led to us enjoying more fun together. Cerys was ever so eager to be with me. I think the fact I'd trusted her idea over mine meant even more to her, and I guess it was no surprise I ended up completely naked, Triss and Cerys sitting on their knees before me, and Cerys sucked my cock for the first time, Triss joining in but mostly providing instruction.

Triss certainly helped, though I think it was just the fact Cerys was doing it which made it so exciting, and excited me so much, that I finished rather quickly. To her credit, Cerys took a load in her mouth, though she did lean over the side and spit it, much to the amusement of Triss. "Once you're used to it, you'll want to swallow it," she stated.

"Maybe next time. Felt a little weird. Tasted worse though."

Triss gave me ten minutes before she blew me. Having already cum, I certainly lasted longer, Cerys joining in again, though this time Triss wanted to take a load in the mouth. When I finished a little later, Triss took the whole load before she looked at Cerys, opened her mouth before closing it, definitely gulping it all down. Cerys could only giggle as Triss licked her lips. "God, I do wonder what you actually think…"

"I think you love him."

Triss looked at me and grinned. "I do. And I definitely love doing that. One, because I enjoy blowing him. I just love having his cock in my mouth. Two, I know it turns him on, whether just blowing him or swallowing. Three, I actually love the taste of his cum nowadays."

"You're both getting eaten out now. Hope you know that."

We all ended up naked. Cerys got the full treatment, her entire body given attention. Just giving her breasts some love excited her. Her nipples were hard enough to cut glass at one point, and that's when Triss decided to join in. As we suckled at a nipple each, my fingers were gently fondling her pussy. No wonder she enjoyed an orgasm incredibly quickly, and I simply had to move down and start eating her out. "Would you like me to join in?" Triss asked quietly. Cerys nodded so eagerly… "Well, think we know what sexuality you are…"

Cerys giggled then moaned. "Always found women attractive, but my fantasies have always been about him."

I ate her out to an orgasm, then we moved so Cerys was on her hands and knees as I sat in front of her, watching her eagerly swallow my cock again, as Triss got behind her and ate her out. Cerys couldn't exactly concentrate on blowing me, but whenever she was distracted, I'd simply stroke her hair, leaning down to either kiss her or whisper naughty thoughts into her ear. "You're enjoying a threesome before I've even fucked you, Cerys," I whispered.

"Soon as we get back to Kaer Trolde," she breathed, "I'd do it now but…"

"Just a little longer," I added.

Triss made her cum, and that just resulted in Cerys wanting to return the favour. That's how Cerys ended up on her back, Triss hovering over her face, while I continued eating out Cerys. I couldn't help chuckle at what was happening but was also delighted at how open-minded Cerys already was. And there was no doubt Triss adored her and those feelings were returned. I'm not sure Triss actually intended on involving herself, but there was no doubt Cerys was doing the job, as Triss was facing me, and her face was lit up with delight.

We had to stop eventually, simply because we were all worn out. Thankfully we had a few furs, and we didn't bother keeping lookout, snuggling under the furs together, making sure I was on my back, because if I spooned with Cerys, I'd want to fuck her.

Returning to Kaer Trolde late the next afternoon, arriving just before a storm was about to descend upon us, we returned to our quarters, no sign of Geralt or Yennefer. Agreeing to eat first before doing anything else, I figured I might as well get in touch with Geralt and find out where they were. With a tankard each and a plate of food, Cerys and Triss tucked in as I took the xenovox out again.

"Geralt, we're in Kaer Trolde. Where are you?"

"We're on Hindarsfjall right now, Ragnar. We're on the verge of a breakthrough hopefully. Village of Lofoten has been attacked. All signs suggest it was the Wild Hunt. We're currently, er, searching for someone who may know what happened to Ciri."

"How long do you think you'll be?"

"Not sure, Ragnar. I'm sure you'll find something to keep you occupied until our return."

Clicking off the xenovox, Triss burst into a fit of giggles. "He does know you well, Ragnar."

"There is one thing I know might interest you, Ragnar. A sign that perhaps I can be as open-minded as Triss."

"Oh…"

"I've heard rumour of this warrior on Faroe. A female warrior. I don't know all the details, but what I do know is that she has never been beaten. Rumour has it that she is waiting for a warrior to come defeat her before she will tell whoever defeats her why she is fighting."

"Isn't Faroe even further away?"

"Aye. That's why I'm thinking only you and Triss go for that. Maybe something you can do tomorrow? I'll stay here and wait for Geralt to return."

"You sure?"

"I need to spread word about what I've done. Subtly, of course."

"No shouting from the top of Kaer Trolde?"

"No, there won't be any need once the news does spread around. Hjalmar and everyone else will have to do something remarkable to match what we've achieved."

Heading back to our room, Triss kissed Cerys first before she kissed me for a little longer. Leaning up to my ear, she whispered, "Enjoy tonight, Ragnar."

"What about you?"

"I'm going to get some sleep in the other room."

"You sure?"

"You don't have to go," Cerys added.

"I don't, but I want you to enjoy your first time with only him. Once you do, we'll certainly have fun together next time."

I'll admit to disappointment, and I think even Cerys felt the same as Triss walked into the other room, shutting the door, leaving Cerys and I alone. We looked at each other for five seconds before we were all over each other. Clothing was taken off in haste, our desire to get naked and do things to each other rather overwhelming. Once we were naked, falling into bed together, Cerys rested back and spread her legs. Making out as we were, I was ready to head down and please her when she held me in place.

"I want something else right now," she whispered, before she smiled, "And all night, if possible." She seemed so eager for it that I couldn't say no, the desire and love in her eyes telling me that she wanted only one thing. "I've waited long enough, don't you think?" she added with a little humour.

"You talking since I arrived or…"

"Both."

Gently sliding my cock inside her, I took my time as she felt… wonderful but incredibly tight at the same time, though I felt that sensation with every woman I was with. I just watched her face and it simply lit up in a smile, though she had to release a gasp and a moan once I buried myself. "Oh gods," she whispered.

"Good?"

"Fuck me," she breathed. I couldn't help grin at that. Cerys knew what she wanted already.

I didn't start out hard and fast immediately, considering this was her first time. But I did move her legs back so her knees rested around my arms, and she absolutely loved that, stating I felt even deeper her. I was worried it would be too much, too soon, but as I pumped into her, she wanted nothing more than to kiss me, whenever she wasn't busy moaning anyway.

I knew I wasn't going to last long, the idea of taking her virginity rather exciting. Feeling her hands rest on the back of my neck, looking into my eyes, I watched her face and reactions, the smile that constantly formed as I would make subtle changes to how I moved, making her mouth open and a moan escape if I did something rather good.

"Oh god," I groaned, feeling the orgasm approaching. Too quickly, but I knew this was only the first time.

"Want to cum in me, Ragnar?"

"More than anything."

"Triss said you'll stay hard. Will you stay hard in my pussy, Ragnar?" I couldn't help smirk and that's when she did blush as I stopped for a moment. "Triss suggested talking dirty…"

"Love it already," I replied, leaning down to her ear, "Your pussy is sensational. Love to eat it. And now love to fuck it."

I felt her fingers move to my back. "Fuck me," she breathed, "Fuck me and cum. I want to feel you finish in me."

Moving my arms to release her legs, helping her place them around me, I rested on my forearms, kissing her as I really started to pump into her. She couldn't talk then, only releasing moans and soft cries, the occasional word being shouted slightly being 'Yes.' I kept going for as long as possible, using every trick I knew to hold back my orgasm, but I wasn't going to last forever.

I'm sure Triss would have heard my groan when I did finally cum in her, continuing to pump away as I felt blast after blast empty inside her. Once I was done, I left my cock buried as I lifted my face to meet hers. Only then did she start to show some emotion. "I love you," she whispered before leaning up to kiss me. That simply caused me to immediately resuming pumping it, making her giggle as I growled.

"Your pussy is mine, Cerys an Craite," I growled, leaning down to kiss her hard, before resting my forehead against hers, almost glaring into her eyes, "And then I'm going to take your arse."

She couldn't help giggle at that. "You just going to own my body, Ragnar?"

I didn't reply, simply increasing the speed of my thrusts. She… loved it. So much she had an orgasm. That made her cry, though she whimpered for me to keep going through it, our kissing taking on such a passionate feel, even I was feeling it at that moment. Giving her a little instruction, she grabbed under her knees, pulling them right back, and that just made her moan louder. "Oh gods, you feel so deep," she cried.

"Thought you'd like that."

"Oh, don't stop. Own my pussy!"

"Once I cum again, you're sucking my cock clean."

"Anything, Ragnar. Anything you want."

I wasn't actually expecting her to do that, but I had a feeling she would, ever so eager to please me as much as I wanted to please her. We kept fucking, Cerys seeming to love every single second, feeling her fingers digging into my back a little more after every few minutes. When she enjoyed a second orgasm, no tears that time, she simply started to giggle. "Oh my god," she whispered, "Oh my god…"

"You okay?"

"Best night ever," she whispered, "Finally got the man I love. And he's made me cum with his cock inside me!" I had to stop and chuckle at the excitement in her tone, giving her a soft kiss as I felt her fingers run up and down my back. "So glad we waited," she added quietly.

"Me too."

"Need to cum again?" I nodded, as she wrapped her legs around me again. "Well, you're not finishing anywhere else tonight, Ragnar."

When I did finish, though I'd remain hard, I knew I'd need a break. Cerys made sure I didn't pull out for at least a couple of minutes, the kisses turning from soft between us, before she released her legs and I could pull out. She made to sit up and swallow my cock. I was about to suggest she didn't have to when she looked up and said, "I want to, Ragnar."

Running my fingers through her hair, she licked my cock up and down, coated in my cum and her pussy. She… was very eager, feeling her tongue all over my shaft. She eventually looked up at me and grinned, resting my cock against her cheek. "Well, got to say I can understand why you already love eating me out."

I laughed, helping her sit on her knees as I caressed her cheek. The smile she returned was one of complete and utter love. Guess being her first certainly increased those feelings as well. I'm sure my eyes returned the feelings I had for her as she eventually leaned into me so I could simply cuddle her.

Relaxing back on the bed, I made sure she was relaxing on top of me, as I knew she was going to love what I planned next. She'd already seen Triss do the same thing, but she was enjoying just lying on me, my fingers running up and down her back, though I'd occasionally run my hands down to her arse, giving that a gentle squeeze as well.

"Love your tight little arse," I whispered.

"I love your strong hands on it," she whispered back. She looked up and added, "I'd love to ride you, Ragnar. Like Triss did."

"My cock is yours, Cerys. You want to ride me, I'd love to watch you."

Seeing her lift herself up, grabbing the base of my cock and slowly sliding it inside her, was beautiful. Her face lit up in such a smile, I almost chuckled. Once she was buried, I let her figure it out, running my hands up and down her thighs before resting them at her hips. It took her a little time to figure out the best position for herself, eventually leaning forward, resting her hands on my chest. That's when she released a loud gasp.

"Okay, that works perfectly."

She started to bump and grind on my cock, her face a picture of delight, the sounds escaping her suggesting she was definitely going to orgasm, probably more than once. Running my hands around her, I thought I'd tease her by giving her tight little arsehole a tickle. That made her burst into giggles. "Never thought about it, Ragnar, but I'd love you to try one day," she breathed.

"Later. Let you get used to this first."

"Oh, I'm loving this already. Definitely going to cum soon."

She knew her body well, as within another five minutes, she had one hell of an orgasm, the sort where her body shuddered almost constantly, but no tears this time, only the sort of smile that told me she was loving every second, and was going to want this constantly going forward. I wouldn't complain about it if she did.

"Cerys, try something for me. Place your feet flat on the bed and see if you like it."

I helped keep her balanced by holding her hands as she did just that. When she lifted herself up then lowered herself down, the cry she released was one of absolute delight. She learned she couldn't ride me as fast as she wanted, as she did release a slight cry of pain when really slamming herself down. After that, she did giggle to herself. "Oops, this is my first time," she whispered, "Should be careful."

She enjoyed that position but it was hard on the knees, so she eventually placed them back on the bed and resumed riding me. She eventually enjoyed another orgasm, then rested a forearm to either side of me, giving me a soft kiss. "Fuck me again," she whispered. I grabbed her firmly by her arse, a cheek in each hand. It made her grin. "Should I hold on?"

"I won't last too long."

I knew my body well and lasted all of five minutes before I finished inside her again. Once we were relaxing again, she burst into giggles. "I'm just full of your cum right now, Ragnar."

"Aye. Nowhere else I'd rather leave it right now." I paused and definitely smirked. "Well, I can think of one, maybe two places regarding you."

"Mouth and arse?" she whispered into my ear.

"You're keen for latter, aren't you?" I asked, rather curious. It was something I rarely did with Triss.

"I'll try anything with you, Ragnar. Absolutely anything."

We lay back in content silence as I think our appetites for each other were finally sated. I could have kept going, I think she could have kept going, but she seemed happy relaxing on me, my cock simply resting inside her. Just that was enough for me, so warm and tight. I smiled to myself, left thinking it definitely had a second home right now.

Before sleeping, we needed a little clean up, then cuddled together under the furs, spooned back against me, this time both of us naked. Thankfully my erection has mostly disappeared by now, so I held her in my arms, Cerys continued to snuggle back against me. "Still wonder if this is all a dream," she said softly, "I've thought about this moment since that first time you walked in to meet me. I was just this awkward teenager. I did wonder what you thought of me at times."

"I knew how you felt, Cerys. It was easy to see." I kissed her cheek. "Definitely not dreaming though. We made love and I enjoyed every second."

"Me too. Best night of my life, Ragnar."

We must have been dead to the world as we had company the next morning, opening my eyes to see Triss under the furs, lying next to us. The smile on her face as she looked at Cerys still asleep in my arms. She leaned forward to give me a soft kiss before doing the same to Cerys. That woke her up slowly. "Morning," Triss whispered.

Cerys replied by pulling her in to cuddle her, and the immediate kiss was even a surprise to me. Triss went with it, the pair kissing for quite a while. Then Cerys needed to break it as she laughed. "He's hard again."

"I see two women I love kissing, I get excited." Reaching down, I gently lifted up her leg and positioned myself so I could slide inside her. She released a gasp as I buried my cock. Slowly pumping into her, I simply held onto her as Triss continued to kiss her, Cerys moaning into her mouth. "She loves my cock already."

"Cum in her then we'll get up," Triss stated, "Make sure you put on panties, Cerys, so you can carry it around."

"I'd love him to just completely fill me!"

The three of us chuckled at how eager she sounded. Then Cerys released a loud gasp as Triss smirked. "Though we can't have only Ragnar cum this morning."

Cerys kissed her hard for that, and I felt her move a hand, Triss releasing a gasp. "So looks like we're all going to have an orgasm?"

"Just this one," Triss whispered, "We have things to do."

It… wasn't just one in the end. Cerys enjoyed her first time the previous night, and her first proper threesome that morning. By the time we walked out of our room, it was definitely mid-morning. Cerys couldn't stop cuddling into me, constantly looking up to meet my eyes. It wasn't just love now. It was utter devotion.

After breakfast, we gathered back outside to discuss what we would do next. "I'd better head up to Kaer Trolde. I'll have to explain to Da what we achieved. Then we can discuss what I have to do next."

"Looks like you could end up fucking a queen, Ragnar," Triss stated with humour.

Cerys kissed us both, only on the cheek as there were plenty of people around, asking us to return to Kaer Trolde as quickly as possible. Once Triss and I were alone, I asked, "Want to go to Faroe?"

"I'll admit to a little interest in this warrior woman, Ragnar. Sounds like she'll be right up your alley."

"I assume we're taking a portal?"

"Yes, Ragnar. I loved those days at sea, but we don't have time to sail all the way to and from Faroe right now. I looked at a map. We'll arrive in a village called Harviken. We can ask around about this female warrior when we get there."

I hugged her and suggested there was no time like the present. I always closed my eyes as it just felt weird whenever she transported us across great distances. But it also felt instantaneous. Opening my eyes, we were somewhere completely different, and a few of the locals looked at us in stunned silence. Triss definitely blushed as I suggested we head to the nearby tavern to ask around.

Thankfully, the innkeeper behind the counter knew exactly who we were looking for, making a vague gesture towards the east, stating who we were looking for was the top of a hill, and that we were not the only visitors looking for her. "How many men has she fought?"

"I've lost count," the innkeeper replied, "But men have come from every island to fight her. All of them have returned home defeated so far. If you choose to fight her, good luck."

Following the road leading east, we turned off onto a narrow path that led up the hill, walking up a couple of switchbacks before following a path that eventually arrived at an arena. Nothing but a large circle made of wooden stakes and rocks, but it was obviously a fighting arena. There were around half a dozen men watching the current bout, a female and male in the middle of a fight.

She defeated him… easily. Far too easily. And it wasn't through strength either. Her sword work was exemplary, disarming the mane with ease, the sword at his throat. "Yield," she stated.

The man simply nodded before rising to his feet and walking away, shoulders slumped. The six watching must have been his friends, as they chuckled at him before suggesting getting drunk back at the tavern would help him feel better about things. Triss and I let them past before I entered the arena. The female warrior looked me up and down. "Who are you?" she asked.

"Ragnar Dragonborn."

"Am I supposed to know that name?"

Triss giggled. "Oooh, that's got to sting, Ragnar."

"You are clearly not a local. I will fight Islanders who I don't know. Continentals? They must earn my respect before I will offer my steel."

"Fair enough. What do you want me to do to prove my worth?"

"Bouts take place in Harviken. Fighting. With fists. Before I fight you, there is a fighter in the village, yet to taste defeat. His name is Einar. Fight and beat him, then I will swap steel with you."

Walking back to Harviken only took a few minutes. I knew fights often took place near taverns, but I hadn't noticed the rocks that formed a circle outside. Heading inside, the innkeeper joked about me being defeated so quickly. Explaining what I needed, he nodded in understanding, and that bouts often took place in the afternoon. Adding that I needed to fight Einar, he sucked air between his teeth. "Undefeated him."

"I know."

"Take a seat. Once the man who organises the bouts walks in, I'll mention who you want to fight."

Buying a tankard each, we took a seat at one of the tables, listening into the conversation around us. I noticed the warrior who had been defeated, slowly but surely getting drunk with his friends. There was more than one loud comment about marching back up to show her no mercy, but those with common sense suggested there would be no honour in that.

I'd enjoyed a second tankard when the innkeeper wandered over, letting us know that bouts were about to begin. He'd mentioned to the bookie that I was interested, all I need to is walk out and state it. There were already two busy fighting as I approached the only man holding a ledger. He looked me up and down. "Ah, innkeeper mentioned you. Wish to fight Einar, right?"

"Aye."

Einar didn't look particularly formidable, though I had been deceived and proven wrong more than once in my life. I knew he was going to be quick, but I was fairly sure my size and power would win in the end. And despite my size, I did have stamina, so if he looked at me and hoped to wear me out, he'd be proven wrong in return.

Credit to the man, he chose to go toe to toe with me… and he paid the price for it. Everyone has a plan until they're punched in the face, and whatever his plan was disappeared once I'd cracked him in the jaw. I was impressed he managed to remain on his feet, but he wobbled, and a couple of more hits caused him to stumble back. I thought that yielding might be an option, but hearing everyone yell out 'Finish him!' suggested it was until I put him on the ground.

I hit him where it hurt, a punch to the side that knocked all the wind out of him, forcing him to his knees. Grabbing him by his hair, I was ready to give him a final whack, but I let him go and he collapsed to the ground anyway. Walking towards the bookie, to my surprise he handed me a small pouch of coins, stating they were winnings from all the bets placed on the fight.

Heading back towards the hill, the female warrior was waiting for me. Letting her know I'd knocked out Einar, Triss confirming I was telling the truth, not that it was required, the female warrior let me know what was required. We would duel until one of us yielded or stepped out of the area. It was that simple.

Triss stepped out of then arena as I sheathed my sword. It wasn't about drawing blood. It was about disarming your opponent, but if blood was drawn, so be it. This would be sparring with an edge.

As I'd noticed earlier, her sword work was magnificent. And the footwork simply added to her talents. I couldn't but be impressed. Little wonder she hadn't been defeated yet. It was enough to concern me a little, as although I liked to think I was bloody good myself, she had me on the back foot more than once. We duelled for what felt like hours, clang of steel against steel echoing around. Triss didn't say a word, simply watching the duel take place.

She tired first, perhaps not used to long fights. I had a feeling she usually beat her opponents quite quickly, and once I went on the front foot and attacked, it was the first time I saw concern on her face. Slowly but surely, I was moving her around the area, and as I moved about, trying to also disorient her, I pushed her further and further back until she had no choice but to step over the side of the area, and she almost stumbled down the hill. I reached forward to grab her just in time.

Sheathing my sword, watching her do the same, she met my eyes and was immediately a little shy, the smile appearing on her face rather adorable. "Ragnar Dragonborn, correct?"

"Aye. And you are?"

"Jutta an Dimun."

"Pleased to meet you. I've yet met a woman with the skill you showed today. Considering me bloody impressed."

"Thank you," she said softly, "Where did you learn to fight?"

"Skyrim. It's… a long story."

"And who is your friend?"

I gestured for Triss to join us and introduced her. "Jutta, please meet Triss Merigold. Triss, this is Jutta."

The two women shook hands. "Ragnar, I'd like to ask you a question. I've waited a long time for a man to arrive here that was capable of defeating me. Proving yourself worthy of battle and then defeating me, I'd like you to meet me at my place tonight. After dusk." Then she surprised me by looking at Triss. "Are you his woman?"

"In a manner of speaking."

She looked at me and definitely blushed before looking back at her. "Would you like to join me first? I… need to explain a few things."

I noticed Triss grin, almost knowingly for some reason. "I'd be delighted, Jutta. Ragnar, go to the tavern. Should only be a couple of hours until sundown."

The three of us returned to the village, Jutta taking Triss towards her house, so I at least knew where she lived, and I headed to the tavern. Grabbing a tankard and taking a seat at a table, I was eventually joined by a few locals, and word soon spread that I'd defeated her. Asking what I received for finally beating her in a duel, I admitted I didn't know yet. No-one else could figure out what it could be possibly be about, one or two simply joking she probably didn't like men and enjoyed beating them constantly. That didn't match the woman who met my eyes after our battle. I was left thinking something else entirely.

Walking outside once it was dark, I knocked on the door to her house, greeted by a woman I simply didn't recognise. Her brunette hair hung down, and it was obvious she'd put on a little make up. The dress she wore was traditional but simply accentuated both her curves and her beauty. The smile that appeared on her face… I could only return the smile.

Taking me by the hand, her house was tiny, and the only place we could sit was on her large bed. Triss was sitting there, looking at me and smiling. Jutta offered me a drink before we joined Triss and I could only be left wondering what was going on. I had made an assumption as soon as she mentioned visiting her, but the fact she then invited Triss…

"I invited Triss because I'm so nervous, Ragnar," she confessed, "I rarely talk to men."

"Why's that?" I wondered.

"I rarely talk to men before the fight, and they rarely want to talk to me after I've defeated them. And then those in the village… well…"

"So why the invite tonight then?" I asked.

Jutta immediately leaned into me. I turned and could inhale the scent of her hair. She'd definitely washed before I knocked on her door. Triss hadn't moved, but she seemed to be watching on approvingly. "I am a devotee of Freya, Ragnar," she said softly, "And I swore to her that only he who bested me would lie with me, take me as his wife, and give me children." She sighed. "It is why I invited your lady here. I needed to explain everything to her, the reason I made the vow, and why I'm now sitting here…"

"I said you could do all three, Ragnar." I could only look at her, wide-eyed. She smiled. "Please, like you won't take more than one wife in your life."

"Can I do that?"

"Yes."

I looked at Jutta. The warrior I'd seen on the hill had been replaced by a woman simply yearning for love. "Triss and I have talked… I will go with you, Ragnar. Tonight, I will lay with you. Tomorrow, I will leave with you. And when your quest finishes, we will have children."

"Are you sure?" I asked quietly, the question to both women.

"Absolutely," Triss replied, "I can't get in the way of a woman who has given such a vow."

Jutta simply grabbed my hand and put my fingers to her throat. "I knew you were the one," she whispered, looking into my eyes, "As soon as you stepped into that area, I knew it was Freya sending me a sign." She leaned in to kiss me, and I felt the… desire in just that simple kiss. Feeling her caress my cheek, she leaned back just enough to meet my eyes. "Will you stay with me tonight?"

"Only if you join me tomorrow and forever?"

I had to reach up and wipe away a couple of tears. I think that was exactly what she wanted to hear. "I'll leave you two alone. Jutta, I think we are going to have a long, happy life together."

"I'll never be able to thank you enough, Triss."

"Freya has been kind to you, Jutta. Ragnar is a good man. He will be an even better husband and father." Jutta choked back a sob as I hugged her into me. I have no idea how long she'd been waiting, but I think it had been some time. Whether I was the answer to her prayers or not, I guess I'd find out. Triss kissed my forehead, wished me goodnight, before she quietly left the house.

We slowly undressed each other, hands and mouths caressing each other. She was utterly gorgeous once I had her naked, and she was ever so eager to please me. But I laid her down, feeling the heat and wetness from between her legs, teasing her with my cock as she seemed desperate for me to slide it inside her. "Foreplay first," I whispered with humour.

"Please make love to me," she almost pleaded with me, "I'm sure I'll love everything else, but I've waited so long. I need you now."

I relented easily, slowly sliding inside her. Once I was buried, I noticed her blink rapidly, resting on a forearm as I caressed her face again. Slowly thrusting into her, the blinking stopped to be replaced by a smile. "Freya certainly sent me the right man," she whispered, "You are magnificent, Ragnar."

"You are utterly beautiful yourself, Jutta."

"You want me to go with you?"

"Aye. If you want to join me."

"I've been looking for a reason to leave Faroe. I now finally have it."

Feeling her legs rest against my side, her fingers soon pressed into my back, I upped the tempo of my thrusts, revelling in the warmth and tightness of her pussy. She kept herself trimmed but I loved fur as much as I loved bald. Her breasts were perkier than I thought they would have been. Smaller than most women I'd been with, but perfect for her build. But she was incredibly fit. There was no surprise I found her completely and utterly attractive.

Wrapping her legs around me, she was soon begging for me to cum inside her. I always loved hearing a woman say that to me, but there was the added reason why, wondering if this first time would eventually leave her with child. That wouldn't bother me.

When I did finally cum, her legs wrapped around me even tight, hearing her cry out with delight as I emptied myself inside her. Meeting her eyes, she covered my face in kisses, earning a chuckle from myself, resting on my forearms as I caressed her face and ran fingers through her hair.

"I love you," she whispered. No doubt she noticed the surprise on my face. She smiled. "I knew I would always fall in love with the man who defeated me. You're everything I dreamed about, Ragnar. And I know you'll fall in love with me eventually. Triss told me you love more than one woman."

"I do."

"Would you…"

"I would always love the mother of our children."

"Maybe tonight, if Freya is kind," she whispered, "Though I'm sure you're not finished yet, are you?"

I gave her a gentle thrust, earning a grin, as I leaned down towards her ear, "Not finished with you at all, Jutta an Dinum."

We made love all night, only stopping for a few minutes to catch our breath, before we began again. The only other position we used was her riding me, and she absolutely loved it. After her third orgasm, she was so overcome, she must have stopped for at least half an hour, spending half that time quietly sobbing in my arms. While it was the emotion of the night, I think part of it was just an overwhelming sense of relief that she now had what she wanted.

Falling asleep in my arms that night, she took my hand and it held it against her belly. "Freya will be kind," she whispered, "We will have children, Ragnar. Many children. I can't wait."

"I think you'll be a wonderful mother," I whispered back. She started to shake in my arms again. "Emotional night?"

"I've held everything in for months, even years, Ragnar. I made my vow what feels like so long ago. No-one was worthy. So many were beaten within thirty seconds. When you walked into the arena… I knew who you were, but I couldn't just let you fight me without proving something first."

"No more fighting?"

"No. I vowed to Freya that, once I was beaten, I would never fight again. I would lay down my sword, devote my life to my husband and children."

"You're so talented, Jutta. Please, don't give it all up just yet."

She turned around, holding her in my arms as she searched my eyes. "You really think I'm that good?"

"You would give the best warriors the fight of their lives. Already have."

That earned me one hell of a kiss, little surprise she ended up on her back again and we made love one last time. Finally finished again quite a while later, she snuggled against me, resting her head against my chest. "Maybe I'll pray to Freya, ask her to understand that my future husband believes in me."

"I believe most gods are benevolent and understanding."

Waking up together the next morning, we made love immediately. I'll admit I was smitten with her already. I may have loved all my sorceresses, but I'd fallen in love with more than one fellow warrior back on Skyrim. Now finishing another warrior goddess to be with, I wasn't going to deny what the gods clearly wanted for both of us.

Finally getting up to dress, I waited for Jutta to pack a few things. She would leave everything else, stating she had everything she wanted otherwise. Taking her by the hand, we walked outside and it seemed the entire village seemed to know already, many of the women approaching us to give her a hug, wishing her good luck in the future. I must have had my hand shaken by everyone. Triss waited for us by the tavern, looking at Jutta and smiling. "She's in love already," she stated.

Jutta leaned into my side as I wrapped an arm around her. "My prayers have been answered, Triss."

Triss stepped towards us, giving me a kiss on the cheek before doing the same to Jutta. "Time to head back to Kaer Trolde. Hopefully Geralt and Yennefer have returned. Might have to explain a few things to Cerys as well. Though she'll probably be amused more than anything."

"Ready to go?" I asked Jutta.

She took one last look around before cuddling into my side. "Waiting a long time for this moment. Let's go."

Triss pulled us closer into her and, in a flash, we found ourselves back in Kaer Trolde.