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Shared by the Vikings: A Reverse Harem Romance by Lily Harlem

Disguising herself as a boy in order to board a longboat headed north seemed to Princess Ingrid like a good way to escape being married off against her will, until her deception was discovered. Now three battle-hardened Vikings are set on teaching her a stern lesson, and stripping the princess bare for a painful, humiliating spanking is just the beginning of their plans for her.

Though the punishment infuriates Ingrid, her body’s response to the shameful chastisement is undeniable, and when she is claimed for the first time she cannot help crying out with pleasure. But the princess will not belong to just one of these fearsome warriors. They plan to share her, and she will soon learn what it means to be both thoroughly used and well and truly mastered.



Publisher’s Note: Shared by the Vikings includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Lily Harlem

eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95

Length: 69,400 words


“This is for biting me!”

Erik continued to slap her ass. She didn’t know how much more she could take. It hurt like a hundred bee stings. The heat was flowing from her buttocks to her pussy and up through her core.

She wished for her father, for Raud.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

She ground against Erik’s leg, her breasts squashed flat.

She wished for her mother. Oh, how she’d loved her mother.

Who’d also taken a spanking from time to time—from her husband.

“Get off me, you have no right.”

“I have every right. I am Jarl Erik, you are an imposter.”

“No, please. I am… I can give you silver… back in Ravndal I can—”

“I don’t want your silver.”

“And we aren’t there now.” Tali was by her head. He stroked her damp shoulders. “We’re a long way from home, Ingrid. Here it is our rules, here we obey Jarl Erik, and you obey us.”

“I will not, I… oh, stop, please.”

Erik’s hands were heavy but swift, continuing to land on her ass.

She struggled and kicked up sand again.

Suddenly it stopped.

All she could hear was the loud beat of her pulse and the air whooshing in and out of her lungs.

“Good girl.” Tali crouched next to her. “You’re doing so well.”

She studied the freckles she could just make out in the half-light of the fire.

“It will be okay,” he said, caressing her cheek.

She sniffed and tried to hold in a sob, but couldn’t. It burst upward, adding to her humiliation. She wasn’t a crier. Never had been.

But her ass hurt. It hurt and stung and was hot and she was hating this—being upturned over Erik’s knee and punished for the others to witness.

“Thor help me,” she muttered.

“He won’t.” Erik released her hair and the next thing she knew he was hoisting her upright onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. “Do you understand the error of your ways?”

She nodded. “I do.” She sniffed, her nose hurt, her eyes hurt, everything hurt.

He held her a little closer, tucking her head beneath his chin and wrapping his thick warm arms around her. Her ass was balanced between his thighs, the sorest patches of skin not touching his pants.

“Hey.” He used both hands to smooth her hair from her face. “No more tears.”

“You put them there,” she said, her words thick with emotion. “It was you. Your fault.”

Ja, it was me. And now you understand the depth of my feelings.”

“Your feelings, you are a monster. Monsters don’t have feelings.”

He tipped her chin and raised his eyebrows. “Monster?”

She sniffed again and swiped at her cheeks.

“I’m no monster,” he said quietly, his breath breezing over her lips. “I am a man who demands respect from his woman.”

“I’m not your woman.”

He leaned closer still, his eyes boring into hers. “You will be.”

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