Mikkel couldn't imagine staying as quiet as Bjorn had, even if part of that was Rekker's hand over his mouth. Mikkel was near screaming because the pounding hurt but it also felt so good. The Dane was pulling even harder on that handful of hair he hand. His whole body was writhing against Sigurd's.

"Daddy.." He trailed off into a string of moaned Danish. The way Sigurd had a hold of him made his knees go weak and tremble. It left him clawing at Sigurd to get ahold on something because he felt like his legs couldn't keep him upright. The aggressive pounding forced him to orgasm so hard and fast that I'd he wasn't holding on he would have fallen. Even weak legged he shoved back against Sigurd screaming his name. No wonder everyone talked about getting pinned to the wall.