Encountering her mouth with his tongue, Ivar grinned when Rùna let go of his lips and removed her clothes. He placed a kiss on her lips, her jaw, on her neck and followed a silver line that led from her face to her stomach. As he reached her chest, Ivar threw her onto the bed and lay on top of her, his lips caressing her skin while his fingers played between her legs.
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One might have thought that morning greeted them when the darkness passed and let the sun shine onto the town that stood crooked and torn after the battle and the storm. Only, the day grew tired and nightfall should arrive soon. Dark clouds dissolved to let the sun warm the ground and dry off the animals that still trembled from the power of the storm.