Hiccup wasn't given any time to recover. The moment Viggo moved his foot the youth curl into a tight ball. His body was super sensitive and his cock now stung so much he was pretty sure he would never have kids.

"Bastard!" Dagur snarled, managing to get the gag off his mouth. "He did what you wanted. They all did. Why hurt him further?"

"Because he deserves nothing less," Viggo answered calmly as he turned toward the younger chief. "Why should any of this bother you? It was your fantasy to break him down, to screw him endlessly. Now's your chance." He grabbed Hiccup's arm and all but threw the younger boy at Dagur.

Ryker cut Dagur's and Heather's ropes then stood behind Heather, sword aimed at the back of her neck. "No funny business," he warned Dagur. "She'll be joining in shortly.

Dagur glared at him before sighing and opening his trousers. He was hard, he couldn't help it. As much as he hated to admit it, seeing Hiccup in such a compromising position was incredibly hot. It wasn't going to take much to set him off.

Hiccup shook his head. "Dagur…" he pleaded. He couldn't take anymore. His insides hurt. His manhood was in agony. All he wanted was to curl up and die.

"Hurry up, Dagur, or Ryker and I will have a little fun with your sister while we wait. Or should we have her ride Hiccup? A urethra tube may be necessary," Viggo taunted, stroking Heather's raven hair. "Although that may be beneficial for your tribe, no? Didn't you once tell Ryker that she and Hiccup were betrothed when they were babies? But you also claim Hiccup as your brother so a threesome between you could also be considered incest."

"Do you ever shut up?" Dagur snapped. He glared at Ryker as his former ally brought the edge of his sword to Heather's throat.

"Dagur, just do it," Hiccup said, resigned to his fate.

The Berserker glared at him for a moment before his expression softened. He grabbed Hiccup's thighs and pulled his little brother to him. He took only a moment to study Hiccup's face before pulling him onto his la and thrusting up hard. Hiccup screamed, his voice hoarse and broken as he bounced on his former enemy's lap. Dagur held him tight, one hand on the small of Hiccup's back, the other caressing his thigh.

"Sh…sh…" he breathed against Hiccup's ear but Hiccup was in utter agony and could not be calmed.

"I think he may very well be broken this time," Viggo mused, watching Hiccup and Dagur with interest.

"You're sick," Astrid spat. Warriors were restraining her otherwise she would have ripped Viggo's eyes out long ago. How dare he violate Hiccup in such a manner? How dare he use his friends against him? She had never seen Hiccup cry before but he was now, he had completely broken down in Dagur's arms. Dagur of all people. "When we're free…"

Viggo stepped away from Heather. "Did you think I forgot about you?" he asked gently, strolling toward. "Do you know one of the best ways to break a man? No? Taking his virginity was only the beginning. Having his friends and comrades betray him only a small aspect. To make him bare witness as I take yours…no that will destroy him."

She tried to jerk back but the men held her firm as Viggo reached out to stroke her cheek.

"Breaking both of you will be the highlight of this little venture and end the dragon riders once and for all." His hand trailed down to her neck.

Dagur watched them, his gaze cloaked by the sweaty strains of Hiccup's hair. The younger boy trued twisting on his lap to see what was going on, his own pain forgotten with the threat of the woman he loved being abused as well.

"No!" he cried, trying to break free. "Don't you touch her!"

"Sh…" Dagur whispered.

His right hand moved down Hiccup's thigh to dip under the stump and reached into his book where some of his knives were so well hidden no one had found them when they disarmed him. His fingers wrapped around the hilt of two and with one swift movement he drew them out and threw them at Viggo. One lodge in the man's back while the other hit one of the men's shoulder, forcing him to release Astrid. She immediately leapt into action while the Hunters were stunned. Not letting go of his hold on Hiccup, Dagur managed to through another at Ryker, the blade digging into his wrist and forcing him to drop his sword. Heather dove for it and brought the jagged blade to Ryker's throat, turning the tables. Dagur reached into his other boot, drawing out one blade after another and throwing them at Hunters, not once letting go of Hiccup other to switch hands. Pandemonium ensued as Hunters were brought down and weapons quickly grabbed by the riders until they had no choice but to retreat, Ryker carrying an injured Viggo out.

"Find the dragons!" Astrid ordered Snotlout and the twins, stashing Viggo's sword across her back. She stormed across the room to Dagur and Hiccup.

Hiccup was still on Dagur's lap and the Berserker was bent over him, not thrusting or rocking but protectively holding the younger man.

"Hiccup?" she asked only for her boyfriend to give a small nod. She then focused on Dagur. "You took long enough."

"I just got my hands free, thank you very much," he snapped back, lifting his head to glare at her. "Unlike you and the feel happy gang, Viggo saw Heather and me as a real threat or I would have had blades flying before Fishy even had his pants open. You people seriously have to learn how to hide weapons on your person better."

She glared at him. "Are you done?"

"Yeah," he grumbled, sitting back on his heels and laying Hiccup on the floor. His length lay limp across Hiccup's.

The youth stared up at him in confusion, his body shaking ever so slightly. "You didn't…" he began.

"Rape you?" Dagur asked with a small smile as he fixed his pants. "Regardless what Viggo says, or what I may have told Ryker when I was drunk or angry, you're my brother and I love you too much to ever do that to you."

"Dagur…" Hiccup breathed in relief. His eyes fluttered shut and shaking grew in intensity.

Fear filled Dagur. "Heather, find his clothes. Fishlegs, find a blanket or fur or something," he ordered, pulling Hiccup back onto his lap. Hiccup was going into shock, the multiple rapes suddenly taking their toll. His body temperature was dropping quickly. The moment he had Hiccup's clothing, he got him dressed as quickly as possible then bundled him up in heavy furs.

Astrid was pacing the whole time. Wanting to take her boyfriend in her arms but also needing to stand guard and protect him. Any distrust she had for Dagur before was gone now. He had the chance to rape Hiccup, even if it was forced, but he hadn't. He had tricked the Hunters and protected Hiccup. It made Astrid look at him differently and respect him in a way she never had before. When the others returned with their dragons she took Hiccup, wanting to be as close to him as possible. Dagur had not only saved Hiccup but her, too. He had saved all of them.