045 R18

I was chopping firewood when the weather suddenly changed ... even though it was summer, every time I exhaled the air, steam came out of my mouth. The sky turned dark, the clouds were moving fast, but I couldn't even feel a gust of wind ... a few seconds later a hail the size of pigeon eggs began to fall.

Several meters from me, a figure of a young girl in a white, airy see-through dress appeared, her hair fell over her face ... suddenly she disappeared and appeared a few meters away by a tree ...

- Ulf ... dance with me ... can you hear the sound of the forest? ... this melody ...

I took a few steps towards her, she disappeared again ... but behind me I heard a low, sinister growl ... I looked back and saw a white wolf.

I was not afraid of him, I killed many wolfs in my life, I held an ax in my hand and I threw it at the animal, but the weapon flew through it ... the wolf moved towards me. I prepared for his attack ... the wolf jumped, but while in the air he turned into a swan and soared ... he flew over my house several times and flew away.

I was not completely sure, but I was convinced that it was Wiła ... a demon, usually they came from the souls of dead young women ... and were of a capricious nature. When they were in a good mood, they made the crops better or they helped young men find a good wife ... when they were in a bad mood, they caused drought or hail, sent madness or danced with their victim until the victim died of exhaustion ... the one who visited me did not have the best humor.

The only person I could think of was Żywia, but the funeral was according to tradition, her flesh and bones were burnt, her ashes buried in the ground ... unless she had some unfinished business in this world... She will probably come back someday, but till then I decided not to worry about it, nor could I do much. The only way is to change her attitude.

A few days passed without any supernatural things, my life returned to its normal rhythm, I spent most of the time learning languages, the priest, apart from Frankish, also knew old English, though poorly. Lagertha and Mira spent their time training while Itta took care of the house.

One day, Ragnar, Leif and the one-eyed Arne visited me. They didn't have any particular reason, they had heard Jarl's ships from the east should be back in two weeks, I heard about that too and was slowly getting ready for my second raid ...

- Ulf, I don't know if Ragnar has already told you, but after this raid, he will want to look for a wife.

I looked at Ragnar, I wondered who he had chosen after Lagertha became my wife.

- Ragnar, who will be this lucky woman?

- Ulf, it is not known yet if she will become my wife, first I must be rich. Her father is Jarl in Götaland and I met her when in Uppsala ... she is beautiful and her name is Thora.

The history is intertwined with fiction, or one fiction from the sagas was intertwined with another fiction from the series ... According to several Scandinavian stories, Thora Borgarhjört was Ragnar's second wife and they had two sons, Eirikr and Agnar, but she did not appear in the series.

Leif's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

- Ulf, maybe you can give Ragnar some advice, you already have some experience, and Ragnar has not yet been with any other woman than a slave.

- I can advise all of you, marriage is a compromise.

- Compromise?

- Yes, when you want to marry a woman ... and she has big tits, but can't cook ... that's a compromise.

We drank a few more beers, laughed, and in the evening my companions went to their homes.

I went to the bedroom, Lagertha was already in bed ... I lay down next to her.

- Ulf, I think I'm pregnant, my period is late, I was talking to Frida and she also thinks it could be pregnant.

I was surprised at first, but I took this news calmly. I was a father of several children before.

I said nothing, just kissed my wife and then started kissing her breasts and stomach ... then I went down, between her thighs.

I run my tongue over her skin ... her groin, thighs, and then her labia. I kissed and licked every inch of her body ... caressed her clitoris. Lagertha pressed my head against her pussy.

I slide my hands over her breasts, gently pinch her nipples, and run my finger over them.

I increased the strength and speed of my caresses. Lagertha's back arches, her thighs clutch my head tighter and ... For the first time since we've been sleeping together, she squirt on my face.

As she tries to get up, Lagertha pushed me to the bed, I fell on my back ... and she sat on top of me. She directed my penis towards the entrance to her vagina ... but she didn't let me taste the pleasure. Lagertha was just dropping slightly and then rising up ... when I tried to grab her by the hips, she held my hands and shook her head.

- Ulf, this is a lesson for you ... it doesn't matter who you sleep with, she won't be as good as I am.

Then she leaned forward and bit my lip, I felt the taste of blood in my mouth ... only now she let my penis go deeper into her.

I didn't need much, the earlier excitement and teasing of my wife made me unable to last more than a few minutes.

I went downstairs to have a drink ... when I saw three cats walking around the room ... I didn't have cats and I didn't know how they got home ... when I tried to chase them away, all three got through the wall ...

My fucking luck ... first Wiła, now I have Korgorusze at home.