I swore I'd spit in the face of any Viking who chained me.
But here I am, lashed to the mast on his storm-battered longship, salt spray stinging my wounds from the raid that stripped me bare. Defiance is all I've got left-my navigator's maps burned, my village ash. Yet this warrior, with his sea-scarred hands and rumbling voice that demands everything, sees through my snarls to the surrender I've buried deep.
He hauls me below decks when the gales howl fiercest, chains rattling like a promise.
His grip bruises, his mouth claims-rough thrusts in the dim sway of the hull, my body arching against ropes that mark my skin red. I curse him through clenched teeth, fight every knot he ties tighter. But in the heaving shadows, his fingers trace my scars with a gentleness that shatters me worse than any storm. He raids my will like he raids coasts, turning hatred to hunger I can't name.
One night, tangled and gasping on sweat-damp furs, he whispers of salvation amid the plunder.
His eyes hold mine, promising more than captivity-freedom forged in his unyielding hold. My heart wars with itself: the woman who maps stars won't yield to a raider's thrall. Yet every lash of wave, every bite of iron on my wrists, pulls me closer to breaking beautifully for him.
What if my defiance forges chains stronger than steel-ones that bind us both, or drag us under the North Sea's wrath?
A full-length bondage captive Viking MaleDom power exchange erotic romance featuring a defiant captive navigator and a possessive Viking raider.
