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"Suppose you fucked her arse?" she mumbled into my chest.
"Aye, of course."
That did make her chuckle briefly. "Well, can understand why you did from that perspective."
I leaned down to her ear. "Your arse is better," I whispered. That made her giggle again as I squeezed her a little tighter. "So to prevent any temptation, I won't work with her anymore. And she knows she won't be coming up here again."
"Good. And Aela may not have said anything but I know she'll be thinking the same as me."
"And that's fine. Trust me, it's not a problem. If it was, then I'd tell you."
"If you need to fuck someone in the arse, Ragnar, I'm always available. Well, when you're here." She looked up with a lopsided grin. I just wiped her cheek and gave her a soft kiss. "I'm not being dramatic, am I?"
"Not at all. Come on, we should head back in. It's bloody cold out here."
Heading to bed later that night, I was surprised when Aela and Lydia suggested I should go to bed with Mirabelle, those two going to bed together. Once in bed, Mirabelle simply spooned herself against me as I wrapped my arms around and pulled her tight to my body. "I've missed you so much," she whispered, "But I just want you to hold me tonight. Is that okay?"
"Love it when you fall asleep in my arms, Belle."
"Good. We'll make love in the morning. Best way to start the day." She paused before asking, "How long are you back for?"
"I'll make sure it's a couple of days before we leave."
"Sounds perfect. Might have to spend an entire day in bed, though we'd have to include Lydia and Aela of course."
"Of course."
We made love the next morning as soon as we both woke up, Mirabelle a vision of beauty as she climbed onto my cock and slowly rode herself to her first orgasm, simply holding her against my chest as she took some time to recover, waxing lyrical about my prowess and how much she just loved my cock. Any thought of breakfast ended when Aela and Lydia eventually joined us, and Mirabelle wasn't lying about spending all day in bed. I don't think any of us dressed until after lunchtime, and by then I was drained, my cock was a little sore, and the three women were exhausted. Not a bad way to start the day.
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