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 Final Chapter Part 2

Looks like there will be another part to this final chapter coming soon.

Warnings:NSFW,smut,language,queens being bitches.

A/N: This was requested by @tephi101 I hope i did it justice babe. I love you. Feel better. Gif i got off google. Credit goes to whomever made it.

Warnings: Self loathing, depression, smut, crying, cursing a tad

“Baby? I'm home!” You heard your boyfriend shout from the living room. You laid in your dark room under a heap of blankets blaring Hold On by Chord Overstreet.

“Baby?” He asked, opening the door and letting the hall light flood in. You hissed at the light and covered your head with the blanket. He went over and shut off your music.

“Ubbe.” You whined.

“What's wrong?” He asked, sitting beside you.

You sighed. “I don't feel like myself. I feel useless and depressed and I don't like where my thoughts are going.” You explained, not making eye contact and fiddling with your hands.

“Where are they going?” He asked in a very soft voice.

“Maybe...just maybe the world would be a better place if I wasn't in it.” You whispered, barely audible.

He grabbed your face in his hands and forced you to look at him. “Please, don't ever talk like that again baby. I love you so much. Do you know where I would be if something happened to you? I would be a drunk mess. My life would have a huge hole in it. You are the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me, Y/N.”

You blushed. Ubbe hardly ever showed vulnerable emotions. So him telling you this filled your stomach with butterflies. You leaned up and pressed your lips softly to his. “I'm sorry. I'm just having a feeling fairly worthless day.”

“Don't. You are far from worthless, baby.” He said, kissing your nose.

“Can you do me a favor?” You asked.

“Anything.”

“Make love to me.”

“Are you sure?” He asked, rubbing your thigh and looking into your eyes.

“Yes. Please, Ubbe.”

He laid you down, gently and kissed you slowly. “I love you so much, beautiful.” He said, before sliding down your body, making sure to kiss every inch of bare skin. He looked up at you as he kissed above the waistband of your sweatpants. You flicked your tongue over your bottom lip and watched him slide them along with your panties down your thighs. He started circling your clit slowly with one hand and pressed down on your stomach with the other to keep you from arching up too much. You bit your thumb knuckle gently and whimpered quietly. He pressed his lips to your thigh and started kissing and nuzzling against it before moving his tongue slowly to your wet center. You hissed in pleasure and closed your eyes tight.

“Please, Ubbe.” You begged. He lapped at you a couple more times before sliding back up to kiss you while he undid his pants and slid them off. He cupped your face and kissed you while he lined himself up with you and pushed himself in. “Oh, Gods.” You moaned against his lips. He slipped his tongue in your mouth when he got the chance. He moved his hips in a circular motion, hitting your g-spot every time. You slid your hands underneath his shirt and scraped against his flesh. He arched up, making him hit you deeper suddenly and you let out a guttural moan. He put his hand up your shirt and started massaging your breasts and pressed his lips to your neck, in a flurry of feather light kisses.

After a moment, Ubbe pressed his forehead against his yours. “Baby, I'm gonna cum. Cum with me, please.”He moaned out. You nodded and he sped up for a few minutes and you felt your walls tighten around him. “Fuck. I love you so fucking much beautiful. ” He grunted as his left arm, wrapped around you as he emptied himself into you. He shuddered for a minute above you and rolled over, pulling you to lay on top of him.

“I love you too, Ubbe.” You replied, to his earlier statement.

“I meant everything I said. You are my world, Y/N. And I would be nothing without you.” He stated. He grabbed your hand in his and kissed it before dropping something in it. “Marry me.”

You sat up quickly. “What?” You leaned over and turned the bedside lamp on. You saw the ring in his hand and seen that he wasn't joking. “Yes. Oh my...yes Ubbe. I will.” You said, tears filling your eyes.

“Well bring that pretty finger over here.” He said with a smile and slid the ring on. “And shut off that light and cuddle with me. We will binge watch whatever you want.”

“You are perfect.” You said.

He shrugged nonchalantly. “I know.”

You turned off the light and settled next to Ubbe. You pretended to pay attention to the show you picked but you were too busy admiring the ring Ubbe gave you and crying...happy tears this time.

❛   Up onto the overturned keel,    Clamber, with a heart of steel,    Cold is the ocean’s spray,    And your death is on its way.   With maidens you have had your way,   Each must die some day! ❜

Warnings: smut, intercourse without condom (always use ptotection folks) language, minor arguments, cheating, tiny bit of pregnancy kink, but barely there, and bitchy friends being bitchy to each other 😂😉

I know it's been a very long time, but I really wanted to finish this, however I think its going to take at least one more part. Love you guys!

This fic is a collab with the beautiful, lovely crazy talented @laketaj24 @imgoldielikehawn @grungyblonde

“I promise I’ll be back home to you soon Hap, I’m so sorry babe I have to go. I’ll call soon.. I’ll be home soon” I flipped the phone shut quickly, the shower curtain sliding across the rod signaling the end of my conversation with Happy. “forgot my towel, but seeing as your not dressed yet, maybe I didn’t really need one” Ragnar smirked, pulling me against his chest. I gasped feeling that his chest wasn’t the only thing hard, I could feel his member against my thigh as he leaned in to plant sloppy kisses down my neck, making his way to the valley between my breasts.

As much as I hated to admit to myself, gods he felt good. His hand reached around and yanked my head back by my hair, a moan falling from my lips. “fuck.. I love it when you make those sweet fucking noises, get on the bed. All fours. I want to hear you choke on my cock.” I of course did as he said, crawling on to the bed, turning to face his beautifully crafted cock. The Gods must have favored him greatly to give him such blessings. I was still sore from the night before.

“open your mouth.” Opening my mouth nice and wide for him, sticking my tongue out, my mouth was already watering in anticipation for him. He slid his cock between my lips, bringing it back out to slide it around my lips, coating them in my spit. “fuck you take my cock so good.” His cock slipped back into my mouth, and with each stroke he forced it down my throat a little more.

Grabbing a handful of hair in each hand he began to fuck my face without warning “I know you love chocking on daddy’s cock, don't you baby?” I did my best to moan out an answer, but that wasn’t good enough, Ragnar reached behind me spanking my ass. I almost came between the sting of his rings on my ass and the rawness in my throat, but I knew better. I was going to be a good girl for him today, tonight.. well that was a different story.

Without warning the bedroom door swung open Ragnar never lost his rhythm, and I never took my eyes off of him. “ahh starting without me again old friend, one might think you want Court all to yourself and a little to often recently” Floki always had a jealous side, especially when it came to Ragnar. It was kind of that way with all the men that had been in my life I suppose.

Without second thought to what Floki was implying Ragnar continued to fuck my face, my sloppy moans becoming louder “ you ever make her cum just by sliding your cock down her throat my friend?.... get the fuck out Floki, you'll have her tonight, we both will.” With a scowl on his face he turned and walked out the door, just as quickly as he had come through it.

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Ragnar could be insatiable, and today was definitely one of those days. Walking out of the front door together, he stops grabbing me by my wrist and pulling me back to him wrapping his arm around my waist, and looking at me with that hunger still in his eyes, his hand wraps around my neck and he gives me a sloppy kiss. “I'll see you at the bar in a few hours. Make sure Charlie is around, I may need to see you alone in your office for a bit.” Chuckling Ragnar finally made his way to his bike, the engine thundering as he took off for the club house.

I shook my head in disbelief, I had gone so far down this hole, I wasn’t sure how I would get out, but I had a plan. On still shaking legs, I made my way to my truck. Once inside I took a deep breath, I needed to get my head right before I called Happy again. Grabbing the rearview mirror to make sure my lipstick was still in tact I let out a scream, startled by the ghost that sat in my back seat. “what the fuck Brie! Are you fucking kidding me? Trying to kill me? Is that you, or are you playing one of your games again?” Bri laughed, fucking laughed! “oh it’s me sweetheart. You wanna tell me what the fuck that was I just saw?” I scoffed turning back around and starting the engine.

“I had to do something Bri, I couldn’t run away from it. It’s true, I don’t have to be attached to this club, but people I love are attached to this fucking town, this fucking club, and that fucking asshole has ruined everything!” I was pissed, my voice raised with each word, not because I felt like I was being slut shamed, but because why the fuck did she get to run away!

“Court, don't. I can feel it, don’t start on me. I had a million reasons to do what I did.” Bri’s death glare from the back seat caused goose bumps to spread over me. I knew her powers had grown tremendously, it wasn’t likely that they had ceased to do so while she was away. Still there weren't many I backed down from. “a year and a half Bri? Well your back at least, no doubt just in time for the final scene. Ivar has been insufferable, maybe now at least you two can hash this shit out.” I threw the truck in drive and pulled away from the curb, Bri's face unscrunching, a smile lightly playing at the corners, before she began to chuckle lightly. “you got balls bitch, but remember mine are bigger.” Oh how I was aware.

I dropped Bri off at her club and made my way to the bar, making good time. “Good morning Charlie! I gave him a bright smile. He chuckled “morning boss, you have a visitor in your office.” The devious smirk on his face confused me. “Thanks Charlie, be out in a bit” I called over my shoulder, making it to my door quickly, my heart was in my stomach, what if Ragnar beat me here and wondered why it took me so long to get here. I guess he would find out before the days end that Bri was back anyway.

I swung the door open, fully expecting those I icey eyes to be staring back at me, instead rich mahogany eyes stared back at me. I had longed to see those eyes for weeks, I was frozen. “I had to make sure you were okay.” Those words made me flash back to this morning, the desires I felt, the guilt was a heavy feeling in my chest, but I was doing what I had to. “Court come here… please” Happy broke my haze of guilt for the moment.

“Happy, God’s I’m so glad to see you.” I quickly dropped my bag in the chair by my desk, rounding it to curl myself into his arms. “Babe please don’t take this wrong, but you can’t be here, Ragnar, Floki, they could be having the place watched.” Hap tensed at those names, he hated having a constant reminder that I still wasn’t his completely. “I was careful, Charlie helped me out, but I could give two fucks, they’re just two more faces to add to my collection.” I understood his frustration, but he was jeopardizing everything I had been working so hard for. If they didn’t trust me I was as good as dead.

“Hap it ends tonight, I’ll be back in Charming and sporting your crow within the month baby, I just need you to let me finish this, without threatening everything I’ve done the past year and a half!” Hap scrunched his face, and pulled away from me, offended, hurt I would accuse him of putting me in any kind of predicament. “you think I’m not careful, that I wouldn’t do anything to keep you safe, to help you see this through? I’ve been sitting on the god damn side line for over a fucking year waiting for YOU Court, YOU! I asked you to take my crow for fucks sake, this ain’t no fucking joke to me, get your shit together and fucking come home, or I’ll fucking end it, the SONS ain’t worried about no war between us and OE!” I wasn’t really that surprised by his outburst, he was right, but I WAS worried.

“fuck…Ubbe…keep fucking me just like that baby” Ubbe's fingers tangled in Kia's hair, her back was flush against his chest, fucking her from behind. Those deep, hard, long thrusts driving Kia to the edge. Ubbe had his face burried in Kia’s neck, leaving bites followed by soft wet kisses to sooth the pleasurable pain he was inflicting on her, his grunts and moans filling the air. “This pussy will always be mine baby, Ivar could never fuck you like I do, I’m done with his games, you’re mine Kia, this pussy is mine, and soon you will be swollen with my child again." Ubbe had increasingly become more and more possessive, and as toxic as it could be at times, it was enough to pull Kia over the that edge, causing Kia to scream out his name over and over, her whole body shaking, eyes rolling, a woman possessed, her orgasm squeezed his cock so fucking perfectly his knees nearly faltered, “Fuck Kia, yes fucking cum all over my cock.” Ubbe's mouth fell open, and his orgasm washed over him. His cock spraying his hot seed inside her for the third time this morning, neither of them could stand any longer, the look of bliss on their faces as they fell to the bed. Ubbe took her face in his hands, kissing her with hunger still, he would never get enough of the way Kia made him feel so fucking good.

“You ever love anything so much you’d do anything to protect it?” Hap had heard that line before, but it was just as much true in my situation as it was in Jackson's. Hap leaned into me, his face a mere two inches from mine. “Come home Court, I’m done with the cat and mouse shit, take them down, protect your people and get the fuck out so we can move on.” He had said all he was going to, without a word he kissed my lips softly, and turned to walk out the door. “I love you Hap, and I’ll prove it I promise.” Hap didn’t acknowledge my declaration, he was gone. “FUCK” my head hurt, and it wasn’t even 9 am yet, what a fucking day it was going to be. “you alright boss? Sorry if over stepped, I didn’t think you would mind a visit from an old friend.” Charlie had stuck his head in my office hearing my frustrated growl, he looked like he was worried he had made the wrong move, but I wasn’t upset with him. “Its okay Charlie, you did right. Thanks”

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Across town..

When he finally caught his breath Ubbe opened his mouth, “I meant what I said Kia, we're done with Ivars games, I don’t care what we have to do. We can runaway, fuck, everyone else has. Bri, Hvitserk. Court almost made it out. We can go, start over.” Kia wanted the same, but she wasn’t blind by the orgasm that had taken over earlier, she knew without a doubt Ivar would hunt her down, she wasn’t going to take Isla from him, he would likely kill them in the most painful way, and she damn sure wasn’t leaving her baby girl alone with that motherfucker.

“Ubbe, we’ve been over this a million times, you know that’s what I want, but you don’t have a clue what terror awaits for us if we do.”

Some queens they all turned out to be she thought. Bri was no where to be found, ran away from her problems, leaving her to take the brunt of Ivars madness. Court leaving the only man that truly treated her as an equal, to be stuck between not one but two that treated her like property, but that’s what they were right “property of” whichever biker they had fallen for. And lastly herself, forced to be with a man that she had once loved so deeply, but despised with every fiber in her being now.

“earth to Kia.. are you listening to me?” Ubbe pulled her from her self loathing thoughts, she looked at his concerned face, those blue as ice eyes that all three of the men she loved in her life had possessed. “sorry babe I was just daydreaming about your little fantasy life” Ubbe gave her a look of disbelief “Its not a fantasy, it could be reality if you would just get your head out of Ivars ass and help me make it happen” Ubbe was frustrated now, his post orgasmic bliss gone. She clearly hadn't heard a word he said, “but you know as well as I do” Kia jumped up from the bed cutting him off as she landed on her feet “you know damn well what would happen, I’m fucking sick of talking about it, this is just how are fucking lives are for now Ubbe, I’m not putting my babies in an even more fucked up situation for you” Ubbe tried to cut in, get a word in, but when Kia was on roll, there was no stopping her. Kia paced the room ranting, picking up her clothes. Ubbe stood to stop her, try and calm her, but she was out the door before he could reach for her. Ubbe sighed, “great talk Kia.” he blinked a few times, did that really just happen?

Kia wasn’t ready for those conversations, and she wouldn’t be until Ivar could be half way rational, she wasn’t sure that would ever happen though. They had been miserable for over a year now. The sex was still fucking amazing, especially when the hate they had for one another boiled over into sexual tension, but they both thought of someone else when they came, and the after glow of that orgasm only lasted so long.

Kia pulled into the parking lot noticing Courts Tahoe pulling behind her, once her car was parked in front of her shop she took a peek at the clubhouse, eyes scanning to see any signs of Ivar, she wasn’t looking for another fight, she just wanted to meet with her client and do what she loved doing best. “What the actual fuck” Kia had to do a double take, her heart slammed in her chest, those last words she spoke to her sister, her best friend and fellow queen running though her head. “freak” how she ever said those words she wasn't sure, but she remembered that feeling of betrayly, though all the time that had past, that feeling had dissipated. She was still pissed though, the bitch never bothered to come back, try to make amends, that's not what family was about. Kia's eyes narrowed as she flung her door open, stepping out of the car, but before she could make her way over she spotted Bri holding on to the hands of two little boys no older than 5, they were a perfect mix of ocean blue eyes, and lovely bronzed skin, they were identical, they were twins, but Bri had only been gone for no more than a year and a half… how could this be, were they actually the product of Ivar and Bri's love? Before she could fully approach Bri, Court was beside her, the same look of bewilderment on her face. “Are they….?” Before she could finish, “it would appear that way” Kia let out, fuck how powerful had Bri become while she was hiding away, and is that why she didn’t come back sooner?

Honestly I don't have the tag list anymore, I'm so sorry! I hope to have part two in the works and finished before this upcoming week comes to an end. Love you guys!

A/N: The next chapter in the collab with @tephi101. She actually helped write the scene with Ivar because I didn't want to hijack her plot line. She wrote Ivar's parts. Catch up on chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and 8.

Warnings: Cussing, verbal abuse, sibling rivalry, morbidity, hint of abuse

Chapter 9

Hvitserk's POV:

I sat in the kitchen at the table surrounded by my brothers and father. Of course, being the sarcastic ass he was, Sigurd suggested we all wear party hats. I looked like a doofus. I heard Ivar's car pull up and I immediately beelined for the door to hide behind it.

When he walked through the door i shoved a party hat under his chin and on to his head and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Really? A fucking K? That's all your little bitch ass is going to give me? I should have asked mom to adopt you to another family and asked for a little brother who is grateful for my Godly existence.” I teased.

He laughed and tried to knock me off of him. “Get the fuck off of me Hvitty. I knew it would annoy you so I typed k. Also by the way I am the best brother that you have ever had. For one I put up with your bitch ass and two I am the only one that will play videogames with you.”

I shrugged busted a party popper in his face. “I've traded you in for a newer model. His name...is...Sigurd.”

“Don't bring me into your dumbshit.” Sigurd said, typing on his phone. I looked at Ivar and made a mocking face at him, making fun of Sigurd.

“Do not bring his stupid ass into our conversation. This is between you and me Hvitserk. You could never trade me in even if you wanted to. Not only are we brothers but we are best friends. We have the strongest bond ever. You will never break that” he protested.

I held my hands up in defeat and Ubbe jumped up. “Mom is here. Everyone act natural.”

“Yeah. All of her sons in one room and still breathing. That's totally natural.” I said, rolling my eyes. Ivar and I were literally the only two that got along the majority of the time. I sat down on a stool and popped a noise maker into my mouth. Dad killed the lights and when the door opened he quickly turned the lights back on. We all yelled the stereotypical ‘'SURPRISE” and she stood there shocked as I blew into the noise maker.

“My sons. My husband...how did you plan this without me knowing?” She asked.

“We didn't tell big mouth one and big mouth two about it until today.” Ubbe said motioning towards Ivar and myself. Dick.

“Wow Ubbe what a way to ruin the getting along thing we had going. This is why Hvitty and I are the closest. Anyway happy birthday mommy dearest. I hope you have had a good day because you deserve it. We love you and we will try not kill each other today only for your sake.” Ivar stated almost numbly.

I watched as my dad pulled a pot roast from the oven and my mouth watered. I had to admit, his cooking was way better than mother's bland food. I went to grab the carving knife and fork and my hand was swatted away. “The fuck?” I demanded at my younger brother.

“Mom gets the first piece.” Sigurd snapped.

I set my jaw. “It's not a fucking cake, Sigurd. It's dinner.”

“And it's mom's birthday. She gets…”

“Shut your ass up. You self entitled little piece of shit.” I snapped.

“Hvitserk.” My father demanded. I immediately sat down in my chair. If I learned one thing from my childhood and the belt around his waist, it's that you do NOT piss off Ragnar Lothbrok.

I bit my lip and looked down at my empty plate. “I fucking hate this family.” I muttered. I jumped when my father's fist hit the table. Ivar looked up and locked eyes with me.

I shook my head, subtly at him. I waited until everyone filled their plates before grabbing a small slice of meat and a couple potatoes. I went to take a bite and Sigurd knocked my fork onto the floor.

“Sigurd. Leave your brother alone.” Ragnar said, not looking up from his food. I reached down to grab my fork and he stomped on my hand. I shot up out of my chair, holding my hand. I stormed upstairs and slammed my bedroom door.

“Fucking dick!” I seethed. I opened up my closet door and grabbed Harlow's bloody blanket from it. I pressed it to my nose again and inhaled her scent, breathing out almost orgasmically.

I did not hear the door open at all or even notice that someone else was in the room with me until Ivar spoke.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here? Why are you sniffing a bloody blanket and seeming like you are getting off from it? That is totally not weird at all”, he says as he steps into the room.

I dropped the blanket and looked at Ivar. “Um...my...girlfriend started her period and I have a fetish?” I asked, making a face. Then I sighed. I couldn't lie to him. I stood up and heard the family laughing downstairs so I shut my door quietly. “I erm...well...kind of was but wasn't lying. I have a girlfriend. Of sorts. Remember the old hunting cabin? I reinforced it and now I have a girl in there...trapped...against her will…” I explained as quietly as I could, hoping he wouldn't judge me. “I love her.”

It is quiet for a moment before Ivar speaks. “That is not what I was expecting you to say but I can understand that. You want to know why? I also have fallen in love with a beautiful girl and have her trapped in that one cave with the vault door. It seems we really are connected and have a lot in common brother. What a coincidence or better yet maybe it is fated that this has happened”, he said with a smug look on his face.

I looked at him with a hateful glare. “What. The. Fuck. Ivar? I have felt guilty for keeping this from you and then you go and hit me with this shit? The fuck is wrong with you?” I demanded.

“Oh Hvitserk do not be such a drama queen. You think I have not felt the same guilt as you. I could not tell you because I thought you would look at me differently. Now look how the situation has done a full turn around. We now know that we both are psychopaths. Now we can tell each other everything and maybe help each other out. It will be fun”, he said with a mischievous glint in his eye.

I smirked at him. “What do you have in mind little brother?”

Chapter one in the collaboration with the amazing @tephi101 who also worked her wonderful magic on this moodboard. Hope you love it.

Warnings: Torturous scenes, cussing, dark!hvitserk, abuse, kidnapping

Words: 573

Chapter 1

I woke up to cold water hitting me. Immediately I knew I wasn't at home. I felt rope digging into my ankles and wrists. I was sitting upright in what felt like a wooden chair. I wasn't wearing the clothes I went out in. I was in my bra and panties.

I had a splitting headache and felt nauseous. “Help.” I rasped.

“Oh, sweetheart, the exact opposite of help is here.” Came a voice as a light got switched on. I closed my eyes and looked away from the offending light.

“Who are you?” I asked, opening my eyes to peek at the man standing in front of a large, metal door.

“You're not really in any position to be asking questions, princess.” He said, smugly, stroking his chin scruff.

“How did I get here?” I asked.

He sighed, slightly angry. “Please...don't make me repeat myself. I hate that.”

I bit my lip, resulting in a growl from him. He crouched down in front of me. “Name.”

“Wh-what?” I stammered.

“Are you a fucking idiot?” He demanded, squeezing my face in one hand. “I asked for your goddamned name, so tell it to me.”

“Har-low. Harlow.” I said, uneasy at first but more confident the second time. “Please tell me your name as well so I know what to call you.”

He rolled his eyes and stood up rather quickly. He pulled something from the back of his jeans but before I could get a good look I felt a shock in my side. Then I flew backwards, head hitting the concrete floor, my vision going white.

I felt a weight on my stomach and tried my best to focus on this beautiful monster's face. “What do you want?” I pleaded.

“I want you, Harlow. You're mine now. You will be mine forever. Say hello to your new home. When you've earned the right to certain privileges you will be allowed to decorate it and I may even let you outside for short periods of time. But I have to trust you and right now, I do not.” He explained.

I looked at him, defiantly. “I DIDN'T ASK TO BE HERE! I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE! JUST LET ME GO!” I screamed and got a backhand to the face.

Another shock tensed my body up. I yelped out in pain. The weight from my body and the chair were starting to kill my arms and I couldn't bear it. “Please let me up.” I begged, quietly. “It hurts.”

“That's not my problem is it. You have to work for rewards. What are you going to do for me if I let you up?”

There it was. Stereotypical movie scene where it was kill or be killed. I bit my lip and he growled darkly. “Please.” I said, quietly.

I felt a shock on my side again and cried out in pain. “Wrong answer.” He snapped.

He stood up and took two long strides which led to the door. “When you are ready to cooperate, let me know.” He said, opening the door.

“No. Please! Please!” I screamed as he shut off the one dim light in the place. “PLEASE!” I begged as he shut the door behind himself. I shut my eyes, the concrete cold on my bare arms as the chair and rope dug into my skin. I was stuck here. And I would have to play along.

A/N: My next chapter in my collab with @tephi101. Sorry this chapter is shorter than the others. But i need Tephi to help with the next one. :) surprise guys. Enjoy.

Catch up here. Chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6

Warnings: Sadistic sexual thoughts, mentions of blood lust, cursing, masturbation

Chapter 7

Hvitserk's POV

“Hey Hvit. I haven't seen much of you lately.” My brother Ubbe stated coming into my room. I was laying on my bed, video game controller in one hand, the other resting on the plate laying on my stomach.

“I've been seeing someone.” I stated, not letting my eyes leave the screen.

“Oh?” Ubbe asked, coming to sit beside me. “Maybe she will get your face off this screen.” If he only knew. “We are having a surprise birthday dinner for mom. Have you seen Ivar?”

Come to think of it...I hadn't seen him recently either. “No. I will text him.” I said, pausing my game and pulling out my phone.

<ivar. Surprise birthday dinner for mom>

I laid my phone beside me and took a bite of my turkey and swiss sandwich. I smiled broadly, thinking about how hungry Harlow probably was by now. I hadn't been out to see her in two days. I would go tomorrow and take her some of the scraps from tonight. Get her a jug of water to last her the week.

“What are you smiling about?” Ubbe asked, curiously, shoving me in the leg. I forgot he was still in here.

“Just thinking about my girlfriend. I'm going to see her tomorrow.” I said, taking another bite and savoring the taste. I needed to come up with something to do with her. She got sick and I had to take it easy on her. I didn't want her to die from pneumonia or an infection.

“Why don't you bring her to mom's dinner?” My heart began to race. I should've never mentioned her. He would ask all kinds of questions now.

“No. We aren't ready to become public yet. You are the only one who knows. Don't say anything to anyone yet.” I said.

“Okay. Your secret is safe with me.” Ubbe said, standing up. “I'm going to the store to get stuff for dinner. Want to come?”

“Nah. I'm on a roll here.” I said, unpausing my game and clicking the buttons effortlessly.

“I will never understand you.” he said, leaving.

I wouldn't want him to. I had to keep up appearances as the dweebish brother he has always seen me as. I turned off my game with an annoyed sigh and put my plate on the bedside table.

I got up and went to my closet where I kept the blankets I let Harlow use. I put them up to my nose and inhaled deeply. I growled out in arousal. She smelled, heavenly. I felt my dick twitch in my pants. I didn't know how much longer I could play the waiting game. I wanted her badly. I had just unzipped my pants when my phone went off. I flew to my bed and picked it up.

<k> from Ivar. Wow. Really? I waited that long for a Goddamned k? I rolled my eyes and tossed the phone on the bed.

I got up and picked up the blankets to shove back into the closet when I noticed something. Her blood...was all over the blanket. My heart raced in excitement. I knew exactly what I was going to do with her the next time I visited. The thought, brought me pure joy. I just had to get through this dinner for mom first.I hated family dinners. It usually ended up with Bjorn, Ubbe, and Sigurd talking about all their achievements while Ivar and I just sat quietly, talking to one another with our looks. I wondered how he would feel about his brother being a sadist. I considered that an accomplishment...probably not one that would be safe to talk about at a dinner for ones mother though.

I hesitantly shoved the blanket in the very back of my closet and shut the door. I grabbed some decent looking clean clothes and headed to the bathroom to get ready for this stupid dinner. As soon as I felt the water hit my naked skin, I pressed my forearm to the tile and leaned my head against it. I wrapped my other hand around my dick and started thinking about the blood on the blanket, Harlow's pained face, and what exactly I had in store for her tomorrow so she would know that I wasn't as nice as she thought I was. I thought about all the blood that would be shed tomorrow. I released myself on the tile wall and bit my lip trying to silence the moan that followed. I bit down until I tasted blood. After I was sure the shower wall was rinsed off, I shut off the water and wrapped myself in a towel. I wiped the condensation from the mirror and grinned at myself. Harlow, you better brace yourself. Because you are literally going to have to fight for your life tomorrow. I thought before putting on my clothes.

A/N: My third part to the fic i am collaborating with the wonderful @tephi101 who also did this amazing moodboard. You can read chapter one here and chapter two here.

Warnings: slight gore, cursing, abusive themes, torture

Chapter 3

How long have I been here? Hours? Days? My arms were so numb. The ground was freezing, as was my body. My teeth started chattering and I was shivering. I had no voice left due to screaming for help. I had no idea, not the slightest inkling of where I was, who my captor was, when he'd be back, or what day or time it was.

I was exhausted but couldn't sleep. I tried to scan my eyes around the dark room but I couldn't see anything but total and absolute darkness.

There was a click from outside and I heard the door start sliding before I seen anything. “Good morning, Harlow.”

I tried to reply but started coughing. My throat was raw and dry and I couldn't breathe from my nose but it hurt to breathe from my mouth. He flipped the light on and came quickly to me. He pulled the chair up and immediately began to untie me.

My brows furrowed in confusion but I noticed he left the door open so I stayed still for a bit. “Are you sick?” He asked, looking and sounding genuinely concerned. I answered him with trying to breathe from nose but it coming out as a cough. He put his hands on my face. “You're burning up.” He stated. He helped me up out of the chair and I immediately kneed him in the nuts.

He dropped to his knees and I beelined for the door. I slid through and turned left. I had no idea where I was going but I knew eventually I'd make it out. “Help!” I tried to scream but came out a whisper. I ran as fast as my legs would take me, my arms were dangling uselessly beside me, completely dead.

Just then I felt cold, metal teeth clamp into my ankle and I dropped to the ground. I couldn't scream but I tried to. Tears streamed down my face. I had no idea what I had done to piss off the Gods and deserve this but apparently I had done something awful. I tried to open the trap but there was too much weight behind it for someone who was hungry and dehydrated.

I looked up when I heard leaves crunch. It was him. I looked down in defeat as he approached me slowly. “That was NOT very nice of you, was it?” He demanded, putting his hands on the trap. I shook my head and sniffled. “Looks like you need my help. Are you going to be good and do as I say from now on?”

“Fuck you.” I whispered weakly.

“Wrong answer.” He growled out, kicking the trap, sending a jolt of pain around my ankle and up my leg. I threw myself back in agony as tears streamed down my face, my mouth agape in another attempt at screaming.

He opened the trap and swooped me up in his arms, carrying me back to...oh. It was a cabin. But the inside was completely reinforced with metal. No lights. No windows. No way out, except for a door with a padlock on the outside.

“I couldn't find you a decent bed but I brought you a couple blankets and a pillow.” He said, emotionless. I could tell he was upset with me. “Now I have to go back into town and get medical supplies. I will probably stay with you for the night too. To make sure your fever doesn't spike.” He sniffed, sat you down on the cold ground and went out the door for a split second and popped his head back in. “I'm getting the blankets. You try anything funny and I will let the wolves have at you.” I nodded and poked at my ankle. I hissed in pain. I studied it for a moment, noticing that the cut was deep enough to reveal bone. I threw my head to the side and started retching.

My captor came running back in. He put one hand on my back and started holding my hair with the other. What the hell was going on? Why was he being so nice today?

I wiped my mouth on my arm and he stood to throw blankets on the floor. “Lie down.” He didn't have to tell me twice. I laid on the blankets he covered me up. “I'm running to get some first aid supplies. I'll be back, okay?” I nodded, and he took off out the door as I fell into a deep sleep.

I was woken up some time later. “Hey. You okay?” My captor asked, concerned. I shook my head no and he was immediately uncovering me. He looked into my eyes. His we're beautiful when he was being scary. Now that they were full of worry, seemingly for my well being, they were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. “One issue at a time, okay?” He said, as he took hold of my ankle. I whimpered and dug my nails into his arm. “Hey, it's okay. I'm just fixing you up, okay?” I nodded and watched as he poured water and witch hazel into a bowl and dipped a cloth in it. He looked at me and smiled a half smile. “This may burn, okay?” I nodded and kicked out with my other foot as soon as the burning contact was made. It ended up hitting him in the stomach and I flinched thinking I would be hit. The hit never came and I looked at him from under my lashes. “I'm sorry it hurts. I will go as fast as I can, okay?” I looked at him in confusion but nodded. I didn't know what his game was, but I didn't want any part of it. I just wanted to go home.