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"Do not be. You had the hard job last night," his brother chuckled.
"Since when did you grow a sense of humor?" he kidded.
His brother shrugged, "I do not know...recently it would seem."
Bjorn smiled. It was a good sign...even if there were none from Mikael. "Will we reach port this evening?"
His brother shook his head and looked out to sea, "No, the wind and waves have been against us." He turned back to Bjorn, "You should go back below. Join her. Get some sleep. You look like one of our ancestors after a battle...hyped on the thrill of battle...and ready to drop from exhaustion."
Bjorn shook his head, "I have a job to do. And if we do not reach port this evening, then I have watch tonight."
"No, I will take it. You stay with the woman," he offered.
"The woman is our wife and she has a name...Kirsty," he replied.
"Fine, then stay with Kirsty this evening. You seem able to reach her when neither Mikael nor I can."
There was nothing in this world that he wanted more than another night in her arms, in her tight cunt, in her intelligent mind. But that was not their way. She was not his woman. Not his alone. She never would be. He reminded his brother of that then, "You know that is not how it works."
Sven shook his head, "Maybe Mikael was right, maybe it should be. Maybe it was just the wrong brother, the wrong woman."
Bjorn felt it all slipping away, the little head way that he thought he had made with Sven at least. And after two nights with almost no sleep he was in no mood for games, "Really? You want her to be your sister-in-law? You want to see her every day that we are home? You want to watch me touch her? Kiss her? You want to remember how sweet and wet and welcoming her cunt is? How wide those blue eyes get when she comes? You want to remember all that knowing you will never taste her sweetness again?"
He saw Sven's hands knot into fists at his side, maybe he should stop, but he could not. "Then you are the biggest fucking fool on this planet. Because after one night inside of her, one night in her arms, I would fight every fucking spirit in Valhalla, all the damned gods...and you two. Nothing would make me trade that."
He watched his brother, expecting one of those fists to come sailing through air, he stood ready to block it. But it was his brother's word that landed the deepest punch, "Really? Because it seems like that is exactly what you are doing, baby brother."
Bjorn sighed as he struggled to find the words to make his brother understand. "You think I want to see your teeth marks on her tits? You think I like wondering what Mikael did that made her scream like that? You think I am some masochistic fuck? I am not."
"But monogamy is not our way. It did not work for Mikael and it would not with her either. I know you think you may be doing her a favor...me even. But you aren't. The sooner we face the realities of what this 'marriage' means the better we can handle it. Then we can all move forward. Together as a family, the way it is supposed to be, the way it always has been," he was not sure what else he could say if that did not reach his brother.
He waited a long moment until Sven nodded his head slowly. "Fine, have it your way. But she decides. She picks me or Mikael. Her choice again."
Bjorn was not pleased with Sven's answer. He might be willing to share her with his eldest brother but at the moment he did not trust Mikael with her. But it would have to do for now. "Fine. But I tell her. I will take her lunch and speak with her then."
"And take a damned nap. I don't want you running the fucking boat onto a rock somewhere."
Bjorn just laughed as he headed over to check the nets. He was not looking forward to the conversation he must have with his wife in a couple of hours. But more than that...he hoped like hell that she choose Sven and not Mikael. He did not think he could manage one more night with visions of the sick things his brother might do to the woman he loved. He chuckled as if he could hear his mother's voice..."sometimes they did not agree on how they showed their love to me."
But the problem was, he was not sure there was any love left in Mikael. Beyond Monika that was. He supposed that he would have to trust that a father's love would be enough to protect the woman he needed to reach his little girl. It was all that Bjorn had to believe upon when it came to Mikael and the woman he loved.
- COMMENTS
GemmaGreyabout 8 years agoIts hard to read other comments and understand why they are still reading this story if they think this is domestic violence...
If I woke up and found myself in Kristys position, I'd be pretty thrilled. I would be ECSTATIC, actually... If my Dom told me when to piss and controlled my breathing, I would also be very happy about that as well. I identify with Kristy a lot and definitely enjoy this story! I am so excited to meet their mom? Hopefully that happens. Can't wait to read whats next!
Anonymousabout 8 years agoI must say that the story is really well written, even though my views are different! You ARE doing a great job writing Tara!
To me I see this as kidnapping, torture, Stockholm syndrome, and DOMESTIC VIOLENCE!
I was hoping that by chapter 10, I would enjoy the story more. I am going to keep reading in hopes that poor Kirsty's situation gets better.
As a feminist - I can honestly say that if anyone ever tried to tell me when to piss I would laugh in their face. Poor Bjorn has not met the right woman . . . .
My biggest issue here is the knife cutting - maybe the fact that I am over 35 makes it just my issue, and perhaps I am just too much of a woman. But if I were Kirsty these guys would be overboard and I would find a port and go home! There are plenty of things on that boat to knock them down one at a time - Mikael & Bjorn could be choked with the spreader bar, Sven with his ropes.
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoLostandFound has a good analysis. As do others.
How the heck will orgasm control that extreme work in a poly relationship? I liked his initial awareness of the dangers of breath play and his at least holding his breath along with her, but that seemed lost as soon as the fucking started.
I like your premise here but have trouble seeing how she is to be all things to all people in this family.
LostnFoundBinabout 9 years agoThe story is getting thin but understandably so (there are limits as to what you can do on a boat) but still very good. I'm looking forward to you explaing how this is supposed to work once they land in Thor-landia or where ever...
Brother 1 wants a mommy for his baby and a pain slut all in one (the absence of the first mom means that despite how manly/dominant/possessive he/they claim to be he/they is/are simply everyday "playful loving doms" who simply let her simply walk away when it wasn't working. We know she didn't run away as these guys have the intelligence and tools to track her down if she did. It was a standard monogamous marriage that failed - I get it.) But what type of mom/female presence is she supposed to be to Monika every 1 out of 3 days? What type of role model is she supposed to be for the child? Especially since he can't wait to brutalize and mark her again. What life is he hoping to build for his daughter?
Brother 2 is lost. He wants to be a big strong man but is still very much a boy despite being the oldest. He sees the future better but still needs to please mommy and the "old ways". His B&D is tempered with the need to be the balance and "guide" to his "family". He will never fit any role she needs/wants until he can be his own man and that will not happen while remains a slave to "tradition" instead of a master to his slave.
Brother 3 seeks a fully submissive, dependent fuck doll. He wants to control everything about her from her orgasms to her very breath. But seriously, she is only going to be with him one out of every three days at best. Hold back her big O on Tuesday and she will have had 10 more by his other 2 brothers before she is dumped back on the doorstep his ice fishing hut on Friday used and abused and hoping for a night off. There is seems to have placed no real thought in his expected role/interplay with her. It's a fun game from a romantic novel that he read on her Kindle perhaps but for them it can't be a lifestyle. Hyper controlling 1/3 of her relationship as it has been defined so far is equal to controlling none of it. Especially since she will be carrying one of his brothers children in her body (66% or better if he continues on as a one shot, one pump - chump).
The personalities and their interplay so far on the boat have been interesting. I look forward to meeting mom, Monika, uncle Olaf and the conclusion of this "social experiment" once they make shore.
