Hott, a massive, powerful Viking warrior, loses everything he has to live for in a murderous raid. That is, until the mist parts in the forest he has set out to die in and Odin gifts him with his own special Valkyrie. His little Valhalla Goddess tastes like sweet nectar and honeysuckle. She is filled with passion and fiery heat. Hott can’t keep his hands off her. He vows to take her to his homeland and keep her safe from harm. But first he needs to verse his little Valkyrie in the arts of all forms of sexual pleasure. Almost all the women in Hott’s village were killed in the raid. Hott will share his Valhalla gift with only one other, his brother Ulfr, whose insatiable sexual appetite burns as scorching as his own.
Valerie is a woman of the twenty-first century. When she is faced with the idea of not one, but two huge, hot lovers in her bed, the ideas of overwhelming pleasures flow faster and hotter than the juices within all three of them. Her Viking warriors, one fair-haired as sun-ripened wheat, the other, dark-haired as a demon, are not only the sexiest men alive, one is decidedly more—he is more than just hot, he is Valhalla Hott!