I’d messed around a little too long, the normal little ‘bump’ of his knot was at least twice the size I was use to taking at first. It didn’t ...go in the first thrust so he tried again…harder; I pushed back and strained a little while trying to spread even more. There were maybe two more very hard thrusts before it was forced inside of me and I mean forced! I was hit hard; he had the aim just right and, with a very bright flash of red hot pain – we were tied. He stayed buried as I fought to get. “Look, Elle mouille,” Jacques showed me Sabine’s wet little cunt. He wanted me to see that Sabine was getting off on this rough sex. Sabine shook her head that she wasn’t enjoying it even if she was soaking wet. Jacques insisted I look more closely, and he pulled out so that I could see.“Fuck her from the front,” he pointed to Sabine’s mouth. She looked at me as if she expected better from me. I felt guilty about it, but I also wanted to fuck her face. I unbuckled my pants and came around to. I was so insecure and I didn’t want the guys to think less of me, so I just put the blame on you and took off. I had no idea they would do what they did.” Jamie was getting angry. “You had to know, Gray. That’s the way things were then. They weren’t just going to leave it alone.” Gray looked down at the floor, shame filling his face. He was crying openly now, reliving the guilt and horror of that night. “I was coming back to apologize, to tell the truth. To tell you and anyone else who wanted. It's what the men like to do most and what they like to sing about." Rape?" said Astrid aghast. "My Thorvald? Maybe the younger men, but not Thorvald." And why not? Do you think he honours the chastity of the women of Hibernia any more than he does the lives of the men he slaughters, the farms from which he brings back the grain and livestock, or the pagan shrines he desecrates? Men are beasts when they have their sword unsheathed and ale in their stomach. Your Thorvald is no different from.