A Dom and His Not So Submissive Sub (9 page)

Freyr gritted his teeth as he thrust in small doses, working his aching member deeper each time. She was tighter than he thought she’d be.
His only anal experience had been his ex-wife the giantess and there had been none of what he experienced now. With Vanessa, he was very aware that he could actually harm her, not something he wanted to consider at all. It wasn’t until his thighs came into contact with her bottom that he relaxed. He intently watched Vanessa’s features to see just how she was feeling.

             
Her lips pinched together. Her brow had that cute little wrinkle he found difficult to turn down when she was so concentrated on something. She didn’t tell him to pull out, which he had to take as a good sign she was perhaps not in too much pain. Still, he made sure he didn’t move until she told him what she wanted him to do. Freyr gasped when he felt her muscles massaging his cock in such a tight space. He pulled his hips back instinctually. He thrust back in harder than he had anticipated, but Vanessa was far too gone in pleasure to pay much mind to it. Vanessa locked her feet over the curve of his lower spine, impeding the deep thrusts he tried for. Freyr fell over her, his elbows striking the table as he thrust in short spurts.

             
Freyr thrust again, and again, taking her wildly. The slightest bit of the berserker lying beneath the surface of his skin made itself known. He fought it back, only wanting to pleasure his woman in a calm state. He was close. She was just too tight for him to think about lasting all that long. He used the thumb of his left hand to circle her clit mercilessly. He wanted her with him when he came.

             
Vanessa shuddered, her muscles clamping down hard. She shouted hoarsely. The sheer tightness created by her orgasm was too much for him to handle. He came inside her, feeling his body give a great shudder at the sensations. She wrapped him in her arms, holding his head to her bosom. Freyr nuzzled between her breasts, so happy to have her that a few stray tears escaped him.

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Vanessa struggled to catch her breath. That had been a ride, one that still left her whole body tingling, and completely satisfied, though there remained a slight need in her pussy to also take his cock and the pounding that he had just given her backend. To distract herself, she spoke the first thing that came to mind. “Your breakfast is probably cold.”

             
Freyr grunted, picking her up from the table easily. The movement caused his flaccid length to withdraw from her. Vanessa couldn’t say she minded, her butt hurt really badly now that the pleasure was over. “I need a good soak,” she muttered into his shoulder. Freyr chuckled.

             
“After breakfast,” he said.

             
They took a quick shower together, Vanessa allowing Freyr to take care of her pussy’s needs by letting him finger to another climax. After the shower, they warmed up the much cooled breakfast, and ate quickly just to get some nourishment in their system. It was as they washed the dishes together that Vanessa remembered she had a lot of messages she had to listen to on her answer machine. She sighed, dreading what she may be forced to deal with if the messages were either clients or her mother. Freyr finished in the kitchen for her, giving her one less thing to worry about.

             
He joined her well into the third message. The first two had been sales people offering her a free trip to some place she had no interest in ever visiting. The third had been from an ex she had not heard from in years since they broke up. She frowned as she and Freyr sat on the couch listening. He curled up against her back, his head on her shoulder for a better look at the machine. Baxter wanted to invite her on some camping trip with a few of their mutual friends.

             
“Why now,” she asked herself quietly, not realizing that Freyr heard her. His eyes took on a distant look for a single moment before a slight smile curled his lips.

             
“He has heard you are dating a tall white man. His pride will not allow him to lose you to a man of a different race.”

             
Vanessa turned around. Of course, she should not have been surprised. Now that she knew who he was, it seemed natural that he should have powers she was unaware of. But damn it, she did not want him knowing everything like that. Just as she got ready to give him a piece of her mind, he laid the hottest kiss she’d ever been gifted with. Her body practically melted into a puddle of goo right there on the couch.

             
She forced herself to pull away from the distraction he tended to create and turned her attention back to the messages. After Baxter’s invitation came a string of calls and hang ups. Freyr and Vanessa stared at each other. On the last message, a heavy voice began breathing for long moments. Just when Vanessa moved to delete the last messages, a smooth female voice sounded over the machine. “This message is for a Vanessa Harris. You don’t know me, but I demand you stay the hell away from my husband. I am a powerful figure with the resources to make your life a living hell. Freyr is mine and I will not allow some black bitch to take away all that belongs to me.”

             
Vanessa heard a rather impressive snarl come from behind her. Freyr jumped from his position beside her to pace. He reminded her an awful lot of a caged animal just then. It did not surprise her at all when the next time he spoke it wasn’t in any language close to English. As she waited for him to calm down, Vanessa began the happy process of deleting all the unwanted messages on her machine, wondering how his ex-wife got her number in the first place then figured it didn’t matter. Freyr’s nieces had warned her about Gerd. The goddess was known as the jealous sort, just the kind of woman to leave a threatening message, hoping to scare away the competition.

             
She climbed to her feet, stepping in the path of her furious lover. Freyr pulled her tightly against his chest, as if that would hide her from his ex-wife. Vanessa was oddly appreciative of this reaction on his part. She would be lying if she said she sometimes worried about Freyr’s intention with her. Before her, there hadn’t been another relationship after the divorce. And considering how long he’d been married to Gerd, she would be a fool not to be afraid he could run back to the woman he originally gave up so much for. Now with this confirmation, she felt confident giving him her opinion. “I’m not scared of her,” she murmured against his chest. “You’re mine now.”

             
Freyr tightened his embrace. “I am glad you feel that way.”

             
She leaned back to peer into his eyes, a bright smile lighting her features. “Good, because we are going on the trip with Baxter. You’ll be able to show him what a real man can do.” Her hands slid down over his rear cheeks, cupping the firm globes.

             
“I think that I can do that,” he murmured, as his own hands began sliding toward her own bottom. Changing his mind at the last moment, instead of returning the favor, he chose to slap her full cheeks. She practically jumped into him arms in her surprise. His fingertips could feel the heat beginning to emanate from her. His cock eagerly responded to the clear message. “Maybe we should practice how I am to show this man that I am the best.”

             
Vanessa laughed, but she followed her man back to her bedroom. His anger diffused, it was time to get to the real loving.

Chapter 7

Gersimi entered the small café, well aware of the fact that she was late for a meeting. She glanced around at the tables, searching for the woman just arrived from Sweden.
A blonde head of hair lifted from perusing a newspaper article. Gersimi smiled brightly as she made her way over. “Mother,” she said quietly.

             
Freyja stood to her feet collecting her daughter in an embrace. Together they sat, cuing the waiter to come by the table to take the drink orders. Gersimi looked over the menu. She hadn’t had lunch yet and was starved.

             
“So what is going on that you’ve caused me to catch a plane to come all this way for a short visit?”

             
The daughter sighed. She glanced around to ensure no one noticed them. “Uncle may have set himself in a bit of a spot. He is dating again.”

             
“And Gerd must have found out,” Freyja finished the sentence. She’d always told her twin that marrying the giantess would cause him nothing but trouble. Did he listen to her wisdom? Of course not. He had been blinded by her beauty. The waiter brought her cappuccino to the table for which she graced him with one of her best smiles, striking the waiter dumb.

             
Gersimi laughed at her mother’s antics. “Mother, behave. You are a married woman.”

             
Freyja chuckled. “I am only having fun. It has been so long since I’ve been out of my home. I should be forgiven some sport at another’s expense.” She sipped her drink slowly. “Now, I want to know all about the woman my brother has found enticing.”

             
Gersimi regaled her mother with all the details she knew about the woman named Vanessa Harris. Freyja listened quietly, finding herself fascinated by the thought that her brother may have actually gotten it right this time.

             
“So you say she is of the dark skinned?” Freyja asked, to be sure. It was an interesting piece of information to learn, unexpected, but perhaps it could work in the family’s favor. She would need to get into contact with her brother to find out the truth of this new affair.

             
Mother and daughter continued their lunch. There wasn’t actually much to be done about Gerd until she finally made a move, such was the nature of Asgard. Freyja knew eventually the situation would come to a head, especially when it involved Gerd. Freyja just hoped her brother’s new life would not be ruined or that of his new interest. Her brother’s joy needed to be protected at all costs. It wouldn’t do for the sun to go out because of Freyr’s unhappiness. That it almost happened once, made it one time too many.

Vanessa finally decided to stop procrastinating and made an appointment to see the doctor for some birth control pills. Sure she knew she put her body at risk every time she had unprotected sex with Freyr
, but it just felt amazing to have that skin to skin contact with him and like him, refused to let it end just because she might get pregnant.

             
Vanessa sighed as she sat in the small waiting room. She knew it was stupid to think such a way. After all, she’d never been irresponsible before, and hated hearing stories of men and women that were when it came to having sex. It just meant, she could now somewhat understand the desire because most likely, when she got home she’d let Freyr take her again bare. Although it would probably do to wait a bit after she got her pills. The camping trip with friends was in the next week, which gave her pills some time to start working. If she could wait that long.

             
The medical assistant called her name. Vanessa followed the woman, listening to the sounds of children crying while parents tried their best to soothe the tears. Vanessa did not blame the children.  She too hated the doctor, always had. Her first memory was being lied to about the pain she experienced getting a shot. Ever since that moment in her life, she’d been finished trying to be nice to the doctors. She sat on the exam table glancing over all the pamphlets that had to do with things she had no interest in while she waited for a doctor, who was already forty-five minutes late, for the appointment. Her feet clunked against the table’s base repeatedly as she tapped her nails in a rhythm to her liking, hoping that the wait was soon to be over. Finally, long after she’d nearly given up on her appointment, the doctor arrived.

             
Dr. Wang was short and stick thin with graying hair at his temples. Vanessa hadn’t necessarily liked the idea of a male looking around between her legs initially, but he seemed nice enough and he was professional enough that she felt comfortable for the most part. “How are we today, Ms. Harris?” Dr. Wang said as he sat on his stool. He logged on to the computer station, checking over the notes the medical assistant already made.

             
“I see we are here for the usual checkup for birth control. I take it there is a significant other now?” He glanced over his glasses at her.

             
Vanessa bit back her sigh. She’d forgotten this doctor was somewhat of a gossip as well. “Yes doctor. There is a man in my life.”

             
The doctor nodded his head, while he pulled on his gloves. “Well then,” he said, “let’s get this baby going.”

             
Vanessa endured the embarrassment of the exam and the utter humiliation of being subjected to a birth control test. She was confident she would soon have her prescription in hand and be on her way before her big date with Freyr. The medical assistant glanced in her direction before she went to talk to the doctor. Vanessa’s brow furrowed for a moment.

             
She ignored it in favor of receiving her wonderful prescription. She planned to take it directly to the pharmacy, maybe do a little shopping for beauty products at the same time. Only, her plan did not quite work out the way she wanted it to. The doctor had her make another appointment for a few days later, and had her make sure she brought Freyr along for it. He also did not give her the prescription. Instead, he made her give a blood sample.