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Chapter 1

A year later…

Kattegat is becoming busy every day. The morning starts like a market rush. Everyone seemed happy. Everyone except Sonya.

Sonya is not sure if she loved her husband or not, but she a sense of respecting him. She met Aslaug and her sons, Ubbe and Hvitserk.

Aslaug had been married to Ragnar for four years while Sonya had been married to him for a year.

Sonya Haldóttir the second wife has been married to Ragnar for a year now.

She has been dutiful and allows to be bed by Ragnar.

The result of her husband's bedding came to bear for months later.

She is focusing on knitting as her mind begins to wonder.

Why did the Gods wish to have her here?

She heard a soft gurgle from her side. Sonya turned and places her yarns and twist her body around towards the bassinet.

Her son is laying softly and sleeping heavily.

She named him, Halfdan. She brushed his soft blonde hair and check if he is breathing.

And check the other two Bassinet inside.

Another set of two boys, Agnar and Dunyat.

Agnar's hair is black as her fathers and many family cousins had.

Dunyat has Auburn hair which is not that shade of red that she had but mixed of red and brown hair.

Yes, she has given birth to a set of Triplets that set all of Kattegat cheered and celebrated more than ever.

Sonya is pleased that she has done her duties of giving her husband three sets of sons.

She heard from her thralls that Aslaug is pregnant again which Sonya understands the notion since she is already raising three sons at the same time and healing her body.

"My lady," Her closet confident and caretaker to her sons.

"Yes?" Sonya is making sure her sons are warm and comfortable since she heard babies can die from an early age if they are not taken extra care of.

"Earl Ragnar wished for you to come to the hall and stand by his side."

Sonya looked up and said, "He has a new plan then."

"It would seem." Sonya sighs and waves her other thralls to bring out her dresses.

"Tend to my sons and make they are well when I come back. If one of the other thralls creates a mishap punish them accordingly since they are not just Ragnar's sons. They are my sons first." Sonya does not tolerate mistakes and would give them light punishment but after the birth of her sons. She became more determined on protecting her sons at all costs.

"yes, my lady."

They gave her a blue dress and simple jewels since she had to adapt to their customs when first came to Kattegat.

She came into the halls and greeted several people.

Ragnar smiled charmingly at her with her head nod and curtsy before placing herself on her husband's left side while Aslaug is on his right.

Ragnar announced to raid with King Horik's help and Jarl Borg. Sonya knows that Ragnar will go no matter what.

During the feast, Sonya noticed a new face. Ragnar takes notice of the new servant, Hild which Aslaug is displeased no doubt.

"Be careful whom you are familiar with." Sonya heard Aslaug's warning. Aslaug and she are not enemies. Or rather they are not friends either.

Sonya knew that after the birth of Ubbe. Ragnar is slowly eyes on elsewhere or better yet on his second wife.

Sonya had retired herself into her private chambers.

"How are my sons?" She baths herself in a hot tub. "They are well, my lady."

Sonya wipes herself with lavender and herbs. To cleanse and heal her body.

One of the thralls quickly enters and quickly whispers into Sonya's ear. Her eyes widen and quickly stands up.

"My robes! Quickly," She orders them.

Quickly dried herself to the best of her abilities and enters her bedroom.

Ragnar is slightly drunk but happily looked at his sons. The other thralls are watching them very closely them.

Sonya is still drenched by steam and water.

'I was not expecting him so soon.' Her face is flushed and felt embarrassed that she should have prepared a small feast in case Ragnar or another guest would come and visit her in her private room.

"Sonya, I see you are rather wet?" He chuckles at his jokes.

Sonya curtsy before her husband. "My apology, I did not expect you in this evening."

'I thought you would be with your queen first.' She did not say that comment at loud.

"I come to laid with my wife."

'Of course, you came for that!'

Sonya sighs and nodded. She went as she gently took Agnar from his arms and place him with one of the Thralls.

Ragnar undressed rather quickly as she disrobes herself before her husband.

He always comes to her every time that Ragnar and Aslaug are either fighting or disagreement with each other.

She still not sure if she likes him or not, but one thing she liked.

Moments later~

"AHHH!" She moaned and sighs on top of Ragnar.

SEX.

It widely opened her mind and enjoy her experiment with him.

She smiled and kissed him deeply as she adjusted herself on top of him.

Her hand moved under his skirts and grabbed his prick and placed it at her wet lips. She gave a few teased rubs, giggling softly when he winced at the contact he felt. Slowly she sank on him with a pleased moan as she felt him stretching her opening.

"Ragnar," she moaned his name followed by a grin. "By the gods."

"Can I take over?" He asked in a whimper.

"Sure," she grinned and allowed him to roll them so she was on her back with him between her wide thighs.

"FUCK! Sonya always pleasing me!" He gave a firm thrust earning a grunt and smile of approval from her. "You're all mine."

"I'm yours." She planted a firm kiss on him. "Now fuck me."

He went true to her words thrust into her like it was his last night alive. He felt perfect as his cock hit against her walls and bottomed out with his beast growls and heavy panting against her ear

"Oh gods, oh gods, fuck!" His snarls were muffled into her shoulder as his thrusts increased, fucking her with all his strength which was a lot to take his cock the mussels he possessed in his upper body.

"Ragnar, please!"

"Come for me, come!"

That was what happened next with him not far behind. His powerful thrusts came to an end at his final where he coated her walls with his seed and remained still, lingering to feel her wrapped around his cock as he laid on top of her.

"Don't tell me you're tired?" Sonya suddenly switched them so she was on top again and pinned him down. "I'm nowhere near done with you."

His broad grin was the answer she wanted.

Sonya smiled as she rode him like a horse.

'Yes, I may not love him, but I do love this experience. After all, he pleased my body and I have no other desire to lead astray anytime soon.'

Reviews are welcome.

Now I know what you are thinking, but don't forget that all arranged marriages are like that in the beginning.

Find out next time.