Yuki stammered, trying to bullshit her way out, "Th-this is—" her hand jerking back from my cock, but I snatched her arm, locking it in pce. She gasped, eyes wide, and I slid my other hand to her cheek, rough but slow. "Skarnulf?" she whispered, her voice shaky. I didn’t answer—just smashed my lips against hers, shoving my tongue deep into her mouth. Her eyes popped open, shocked, but I pressed closer, grabbing her waist, my fingers digging into her fat hips. I mumbled "Emily" against her lips, half-pying the drunk act, but I damn well knew it was Yuki under me.

  I shoved her back onto the creaky bed, the frame groaning as I climbed on top, pinning her down. Her hands filed, pushing at my chest, but I ripped at her tunic, tearing it open to spill out her massive GILF tits—big, sagging, with dark nipples begging to be touched. I grinned, my cock throbbing harder, and yanked her skirt off, leaving her naked, her thick thighs trembling. Her hairy cunt stared up at me, already glistening, and I dove in, my fingers spreading her lips wide, teasing her clit with rough rubs. She squirmed, panting, "Skarnulf, no—I’m not Emily!" but her voice cracked, weak against the heat building in her. I ignored her, sucking one fat nipple into my mouth, rolling it with my tongue, then biting down just enough to make her yelp. My other hand pinched her free tit, twisting until she arched, her protests fading into moans.

  She kept trying, "Please, I’m not her—stop!" but her hips bucked against my hand, her pussy soaking my fingers as I shoved two inside, pumping hard. Her body was caving, her fat rolls shaking as I licked down her belly, tasting the sweat on her skin, then buried my face in her cunt. My tongue pped at her clit, sloppy and fast, her juices flooding my mouth as she writhed, her hands cwing the sheets. "No—no—" she gasped, but her thighs cmped around my head, pulling me in, her resolve crumbling to dust.

  I pulled back, grinning, and shoved my pants down, my cock springing free—huge, thick, veins bulging, dripping precum. Her eyes widened, locked on it, her breath hitching. "Fuck, look at that," I growled, stroking it once before lining it up with her cunt. I smmed in, no mercy, burying myself balls-deep in one brutal thrust. She cried out, her tight walls gripping me as I fucked her hard, the bed smming against the wall with every pump. Her fat tits bounced wild, her ass jiggling under me, and her moans turned desperate, "Oh gods—too big!" Her body loved it, though—her pussy soaked, her hips rocking back to meet me, craving a young dick like mine after years of nothing.

  I flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her ass up and plunging back in, deeper now, my hands gripping her hips as I pounded her raw. She screamed into the mattress, her voice breaking, "I—I can’t—!" but her cunt squeezed me tighter, gushing as she came, her juices spraying out with a shaky, "Ikkuuuuuuuuuu!"—some Japanese shit for "I’m cumming!" I didn’t stop, drunk on lust and booze, hammering her harder, the wet sp of flesh filling the room. Her fat rolls trembled, her moans a sloppy mess as I dragged her through another orgasm, her pussy convulsing around me, milking my cock.

  I couldn’t hold it—growled like a beast and smmed in one st time, unloading thick, hot ropes of cum deep into her cunt, pumping until it spilled out around my shaft, dripping down her thighs. She shuddered, her body colpsing, passing out cold from the insane orgasm ripping through her, her face sck with a dazed smile. I pulled out, my cock slick with her juices and my seed, still half-hard. My bdder screamed from all that lizard booze, and I grinned, stumbling to my feet. "Third wife’s mine," I muttered, aiming my dick at her naked, cum-soaked body sprawled on the bed. A hot, yellow stream of piss bsted out, soaking her tits, her belly, her fucked-out cunt—marking her as mine in the old Viking way. I ughed, swaying, watching it pool around her, my grin wide as hell.

  Still buzzed and wobbly from the booze and fucking, I flopped onto the bed next to Yuki’s unconscious body, her naked form sprawled out, soaked in my cum and piss. I was out like a light, grinning as I sank into the dark.

  Morning hit me like a fucking hammer—my head pounded, a dull throb behind my eyes as I woke up naked on the creaky bed. Yuki was gone, no trace of her, just the faint stink of sex and liquor lingering on the sheets. I groaned, hauling myself up, my cock soft and sticky as I fumbled for my clothes. Pants on, tunic tied, I staggered out of the room, rubbing my temples, and froze. There was Tadabaka—my future stepson—decked out in full Viking battle gear, a massive sword strapped to his back, his brown eyes gring at me. My dick shriveled up fast, a cold sweat prickling my skin. Fuck, did Yuki spill it? I thought, my hand creeping toward the dagger tucked in my boot. Might have to gut my own stepson if he knew I’d fucked his mom.

  "Kimi," he snapped in Japanese, then switched to Norse, his tone sharp. "My haha says you want to try out as an escort for Queen Asug." I rexed, letting my hand drop from the dagger, and nodded, pying it cool. "Yeah, that’s right," I said, my voice steady despite the hangover. He stared at me a second, then tossed me a spare sword he’d been holding—a solid, heavy bde, notched but sharp. "I’ll take you to the tournament," he said, turning on his heel, his armor cnking as he headed for the door. I gripped the sword, smirking to myself—step one, get close to the queen; step two, fuck this pce over. Hungover or not, I was ready to kill.