The Viking's Mate Hunt

CHAPTER 84

So this lunch is awkward!

I'm so embarrassed I have no idea where to look, I can't believe Drifta's nerves! So obvious flirting with a massive flying lizard! Thinking back, makes me hunch forward over my food.

And this room, table, and all, it doesn't make it much better! Yes, I do have the space I wanted. I mean, it must be at least three meters across the table to where he is sitting. But it also makes me the center of attention every time he looks up. There is no decoration on the table, no other furniture beside this massive wooden table, and there is nobody but the Dragon and me here.

He cleared his throat, I pretended I didn't hear it. But the second time it was loud enough to hear down the hall outside this room. Squeezing my eyes shut and taking a deep breath I chanted in my mind to calm the fuck down. Looking up, I'm surprised to see he actually looks a bit uncomfortable himself. That smug smile, direct stare and cocky attitude that seemed to be a part of his facial features to this point, was gone. Instead, he, stared at a point far ahead on the table between us, he swallowed hard several times while he pulled almost franticly on his collar.

" Ehm, well. I think we should start this over again; it's been pointed out to me that I haven't even introduced myself yet."

Drifta grinned in my head, and my lips tightened not to smile, too much. It's kind of nice to know I'm not the only one having some trouble with my beast. Drifta huffed, proclaimed she was no problem or out of control! But she did however know Atlas had promised to scold his human for his manners. I don't matter what she says, it makes me feel a little better he is struggling with the same as me right now. He makes a couple of weird grimaces, slight head shakes, his brows knitted tight before he let a long breath of defeat out and stood up.

I loved seeing his inner fight with Atlas, even more when he seemed to be losing the argument. However, I was not prepared for him to get up and walk all the way down to me.

While my heartbeat picks up, my eyes widened and every single muscle down my back seem to tighten with each step he takes Drifta's laughter increased.

He bowed quickly when he stopped next to my chair,

"Don't be rude! Stop staring at his empty chair and acknowledge him!"

Drifta scolded, clearly annoyed.

"No, he knows I see him! I don't need to..."

she cut me off, quite literally,

" Turn and greet him! What are you? An 8 year old bully? Stop being mean and at least look in his direction! Or I'll take over again! can't promise I'll keep my paws to myself this time!"

Knowing she meant every single word of it and highlighting her opinion flushing my head with x-rated images, I turned to face him with a stiff smile. Trying not to show my inner battle with Drifta to make her stop filling my head with those images! He stood there, smiling back like a toddler forced to smile to the camera, all teeth and looked about as uncomfortable as I felt.

Just then our eyes lock, he straightened up and cleared his throat again and arched a brow which he ignored. Took my hand and bent down before kissing it,

"Eir, it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Sebastian Amon Agorghan the third. "

He didn't fool me; I knew his battle but decided to play the same game. Why not humor our perverted beasts,

"The pleasure is all mine Mr. Sebastian Amon Agorghan the third."

I got up, making him take a couple of steps back looking at me with wonder, as I grabbed the hem of my imaginary dress and made the most theatrical curtesy bow I've ever done. Keeping my face emotionless, I even gave him a slight nod with my head sideways. Have no idea if it's a thing or not, but I've seen it done in moves. So why not!

"Please, call me Amon!"

"As you wish sir Seb!"

I did the over dramatic curtesy bow again and added that slight head tilt and I'm still amazed I've managed to keep a straight face through all this. But before I could even straighten up again, he busted out laughing!

And I don't mean amused laughter his trying to hold back; no, the man is freaking gasping for air.

I scanned the room around us, nothing to really look at and nobody else and his still laughing so hard his crying and when he suddenly gasped for air and grunted like a massive pig it was impossible to hold back. Seemingly this fueled his laughter and he staggered forward to lean on the table, now grunting as much as laughing. I gave up holding back, so like two crazy people that finally lost their last marbles we laughed. Laughter, grunts and amused gasps. For air echoed around the massive room.

My stomach hurts, and tears rolled down my cheeks. But every time I tried to stop, tried to catch my breath a weird sound, grunt or high-pitched gasp for air left his mouth and I started laughing even harder, and so did he.

I have no idea how much time passed, but eventually we heaved for air, with a couple of dry and short laughter outburst in between, things started to calm down. He leaned, no more like clung to the wooden leg of the table while I leaned over the seat of my chair.

"Okay, so can we please just agree that we both have savage animals to deal with?"

His voice was hoars, but I couldn't help smiling. Something about this wildly inappropriate laughter seance made me feel more relaxed.

"Yes! Oh god yes! You have no idea what that perve pushed through my head!"

" Oh believe me, I think I can imagine! I didn't even know he knew of some of those things! Here, let me help you up!"

Grabbing his hand I got to my feet and facing each other I had to bite my lip not to start again. His smile was bight as the sun, and I swear his green eyes sparkled like the most beautiful Caribbean ocean bathing in the sun rays. Disappointment washed over me when he turned and walked away, back up to his seat all the way on the other side of the table. Slumping down on my chair, I focused back on my plate. Moving the food back and forth wondering if over sharing ruined the brief moment where it felt like we met on common ground.

A high screeching sound made my skin crawl, and the fork almost jumped out of my hand. With a beaming smile he dragged his massive wooden chair against the stone floors, all the way down from his seat next to mine.

"You know, he even had the audacity to tell me I have no clue about females at all! "

He slumped down in his chair so close to mine that I had to move slightly to make room at the short end of the table before he sat his food down. Holding back a smile, I grabbed my glass of water and answered quickly before I took a big sip,

"His right."

It took every single fiber in my body to keep drinking and not spitting it out laughing. His head snapped so quickly in my direction one might think I just told him where to find the secret treasure everyone have been searching for. But his face, utter shock and disbelief. It was priceless.

"No! No he is not! I've studied females since I was young! My father and grandfather to and they all passed their knowledge to me!"

It didn't help, not at all that he sounded so butt hurt.

"Well, maybe you studied the wrong parts?"

I knew how wrong that sounded the moment I said it, and the warmth that crept up my neck and cheeks were reflected on his blushing cheeks while he stuttered,

"No, I know where all parts are! Even the female parts and, you know! I know how the reproduction system works, the heat and how it affects the body and mind. I know how their bodies react to pregnancies and even to arousal! I've studied their blood, bone structure, the different needs of nourishments between male and female! I know they in general need more sleep than males their entire lives, well, except from when they have of spring, strange enough it seems they could function perfectly fine only thinking about sleep the first couple of months. But the point is, I do know females! "

"Have you spoken to many?"

"Of course, I have! All the woman my father wanted me to meet loved me! And even if I didn't want to take a mate just to have one, I got on so well with them all!"

"And after they realized, you were not going to pick them as mates?"

"After? How is that important? There was no contact after, I know one was mad, not sure why, but I guess she really liked me and was disappointed. That is only natural, and I never expected intercourse! But I didn't really refuse..."

He began dragging out his words, and his eyes were now locked on his plate. Moving the food from one side to the other with a raging rash all over his face and neck. I almost felt sorry for him, he still didn't see what I meant. From the little he told, I'm guessing the ladies expected to be queen. Did everything they could to seduce him, and he was like a lamb lead to slaughter. Well, a lamb with his dick out led to slaughter.

"Like I said, he was right. You can't be that blind?"

"Of course, I'm not blind! I know they threw themselves at me at parties, lied through their teeth to make me pick them. But the dates my father set up; those were real women! "

I just nodded, decided this was not my battle. Atlas could take that job!

"So why don't you?"

After a long silence his voice were now calmer, but filled with curiosity. Confused I met his gaze,

"Why I don't what?"

"Throw yourself at me? "