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Claimed by Her Viking Wolf
Book: Claimed by Her Viking Wolf Read Online Free
Author: Doris O'Connor
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was the son of Liufr ,
so that must be his village, clan, or she guessed pack. She would have to
consult her books on Norse mythology and old family trees to be sure, but that
name rang a faint bell. It might just be an oft used one, but something about
it made the fine hair on her neck stand up. A shiver went through her.   Instantly, his warm hands landed on her
shoulders, so shivers of an entirely different kind rolled over her. The calloused
pads of his fingers stroked along the rapidly beating pulse point in her neck,
and her throat went dry when he leaned down, inhaled, and smiled.
    “ Pokk , minn kona .”
    “ You’re
welcome, but you’ll have a scar, and you’re…”
    Her words faltered when he put he ran his fingers
up and along her jaw, tracing his thumbs over her lips.
    “ Shhh . Talk too much.”
    Her eyes widened at the broken English he uttered,
and she scrambled away from him.
    “ You
can speak English?” she asked. When he shrugged his shoulders in answer, she
glared at him. Asger made a pincer movement with his
thumb and forefinger.
    “ Little,”
he said. Kim released the breath she hadn’t been aware of holding. Something
about the wicked gleam in his eyes made her think that he could understand more
than he was letting on. It meant she had to fight the renewed blush creeping
into her face. Really, what was it with the blushing schoolgirl act? Kim
was no innocent. Yes, it might have been far too long since she got laid, and
this man might be a sex-on-legs Viking freaking hunk, but that didn’t mean she
had to act like a whimpering virgin now, did it?
    To regain her equilibrium somewhat, she stepped up
to the sink and turned on the water to wash her hands. A shout from behind her,
followed by the loud clang that signaled the bench clattering to the floor gave
her a moment’s notice before said Viking was next to her. He stared at the
flowing water in seeming disbelief, if the expression on his face was anything
to go by.
    Asger frowned at her when
she laughed and pointed to the tap.
    “ Here
is where you turn it on and off. Look.” She proceeded to show him, all too
aware of his brooding presence. When his large hand closed over hers to mimic
her actions she had a hard time drawing air into her lungs. Never before had
she had such an instant, visceral reaction to any man. This close to him, his
primal masculine scent pulled her under his spell.
    It also brought home how hot he was. Surely, even
if he was a shifter he was too hot? Disentangling her fingers from his, she
ducked under his arm and stepped away. Asger was too
engrossed in turning the water on and off with a small smile to take much
notice of her departure, so she allowed herself a moment to watch the almost
childlike fascination he showed in learning about his surroundings. Her
amusement fled when he stuck his whole head under the stream of water, and then
pulling it out again, shook himself like a wet dog. Water droplets flew
everywhere. Asger grinned at her screech when several
hit her straight in the face.
    It was the way those droplets clung to his
hair-roughened skin, however, as they slowly slid down his torso and soaked
into the bandage… Damn the bandage .
    Cursing her own ogling and the stupidity of males
everywhere, she snatched up a towel and threw it at him.
    “ Jesus, men . Use this to dry off. That sink is for washing your hands, not
yourself. That’s what a shower is for, you displaced big oaf.”
    Asger caught the towel
easily enough and dried off with a small smile. That blasted man was far too
aware of the effect he had on her, it seemed. Then again the fact that she
couldn’t tear her eyes away from his abs probably was a dead giveaway.
    “ Shower?”
he asked, and Kim wrenched her gaze back up to his face, and immediately
regretted her outburst. She was no nurse, but she recognized eyes glazed over
with fever when she saw them.
    “ Yes,
we use it for washing. I’ll show you later. For now we need to get
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