He had checked before he took her to make certain she wasn‟t a virgin and had been delighted she wasn‟t. It had taken him days to coax his skittish Drifa. She had been young and inexperienced. She had been fearful of his huge sex. But this little Valkyrie was not skittish. Her green eyes had filled with passion, and he hadn‟t been able to control the lust he felt for her. When she had moaned beneath him he had almost come undone. She hadn‟t whimpered pitifully or lay prone and unmoving as Drifa had the first few times he had taken her. Valerie had reached for him in a way his mother had reached for his father before Hott had been shooed outside their hut when he was a boy. Before Hott had clasped Valerie‟s hands over her head, she had touched him, caressed him in a way that showed him she wanted him. Drifa had never encouraged his touch. She had been taught very young it was a man‟s place to decide where and when a sex act was to take place. And though Hott knew he had stirred feelings for her, an outrageous procedure had been performed on his poor little Drifa in her country making the sex act painful.
