The Claiming Ritual
I thought I was playing with one man.
Turns out, I was being prepared for another.
After leaving my cheating fiancé, I move North, where the winters are frosty, the summers bright, and all men look like Vikings—at least at the BDSM club I join.
But one in particular catches my attention. Or I’m caught in his… Ulf, the leader of the group, is always at the club, watching whenever I play with his close friend Asbjörn.
As an outsider, I’m not supposed to talk to Ulf. But words seem superfluous as he slowly draws me in, dominating me from a quiet distance, watching, and finding out what makes me tick.
Little do I know that I’m being prepared for a secret ritual. The claiming ritual.
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