Can Ragnar Resist?

Things were moving quickly around the world with less than 14 days left before the expedition in England. 

Ragnar found himself in quite the dilemma and this was in the form of Aslaug. 

Aslaug had to be the most beautiful woman that Ragnar laid eyes on, he could not believe how smooth her skin was. 

She had a sharp jawline and Ragnar melted in her pitch-black eyes. 

He tried to look away but Aslaug held his head in place, her beautiful brown hair dancing over her shoulder.

"If you do not want this King Ragnar, all you have to do is say so but I believe the gods had a reason for putting you in my dreams.." Aslaug said, Ragnar felt all his strength leave his body. 

He could not cheat yet the thought of him being with Aslaug did not sound like a bad idea either.

Ragnar took a deep breath, grabbing Aslaug but the shoulder as he moved her back gently.