Part 2

It was a simple arrangement, wine, cheese and fruit. Sara though, looked away, she certainly wasn't going to take anything he offered her.

Loki studied the woman more closely. She was lovely, her skin a light tan, and warm, as if she'd been out in the sun all day. Her green eyes were filled with fury, and maybe just a glimmer of something… Loki smiled.

"Sara, it makes no difference to me if you eat of not." he reached over and placed her hair back so he could better se her face. She flinched, but only slightly.

Unexpectedly, she reached forward and took a glass of the wine he had poured. It was gone in one swallow, making a face she put the glass down. He laughed quietly, "I take you don't favor this vintage. Is there perhaps some other drink I can offer you?"

"No."

"Sara, turn towards me, don't look away." He took her arm firmly and brought her closer, now he could see the real fear in her eyes. It turned him on, he was guessing it was sparking something in her. The way her spine had straightened, the hostility in her eyes, she was posturing, trying to look unbendable. "So very brave aren't we Sara, but what do you really have to fear? You can make this as terrifying or pleasurable as you want, really you have a great deal of power in this."

Scoffing she looked away. She was proud and it would be satisfying to bring her down.

He placed both hands on her face, holding her there, just for a moment their eyes met. His eyes were arresting, the kind that show strength and command. That stirring was upon her again, more fierce, she knew he could see it in her, the look on his face told her as much. She closed her eyes.

Suddenly his lips were on her forehead, they felt pleasantly cool against her skin. He moved to her eyelids, her cheeks. Her heart was beating so loud, she was sure he could hear it.

He could of course, he smiled as he lifted her face closer to him. She tried to force him away as he placed his lips over hers. He ignored the hands on his chest continuing to press her back with his kiss. He bit her lip softly. Her hands on his chest started to give way to his advancement.

He stopped, sitting back a self-satisfied sort of look in his eyes. "See darling, was that so very dreadful? Do you still scorn me?"

"Yes." Her voice was softer than before, less resolute.

"Then, I shell have to try yet again," before she could protest, his mouth was on her again. They went from her unyielding lips to her tender neck, biting lightly every now and again. His hands were moving, touching the top of her burgundy blouse. She pushed at him again. He ignored her and started to undo the blouses loose strands. When he began his work on the buttons she spoke up.

"Please, no. Don't do this." The tone was still soft, almost a whisper.

As his reply he took a handful of hair and pulled on it, not hard, but enough to get a reaction. Her breath went in sharply and her legs moved out from the couch just a bit to balance herself. His glare bore into her. She became silent.

Letting go of her hair he continued on her top. She started to breathe heaver, no longer continuing her objections. When her blouse came open, he took a look at her breasts still contained in her black bra. Loki sighed, reaching towards her he tore off the bra as he finished taking off the blouse. Before he got further, she was covering herself.

"Now none of that," he took her hands away, she resisted but her resolve was wearing down. He sighed again but this time with pleasure as he studied her lush breasts. The cool air of the room was causing her nipples to grow hard. "Lovely, so very lovely, now how could you cover such gorgeous breasts."

She became flushed and looked away.

Reaching out he touched the left one, grabbing it harshly. The sound she made told him it hurt her. He enjoyed that, he pinched the light brown nipple, hard. Sara cried out, the pain evident in her face, she pulled away from him.

He took his other hand and put it on the back of her neck, applying pressure as he pulled her forward. "Do you think to refuse me?" He pulled her to him, forcefully putting his hard lips to her swollen ones again. This time, when she did not allow him in, he squeezed the back of neck harder.

Sara opened her mouth to his, letting him to engulf her. This brought forth another sigh from the god. He let go her neck placing his hand on her back, holding her up as she leaned backwards. The slightest cry came from her, Loki started to harden.

Deep in herself she could feel the rise of something , a something she didn't want to acknowledge.

After another firm caress he removed his hand from her breast and placed it on her waist. What sounded almost like a groan issued from the woman as he lifted slightly guiding her off of the couch and across the room.

Then, as it hit her where she was, what she was doing, she stopped a few feet from the bed. "No, No I can't do this, I can't. Please let me go, please. ..Loki, please..."

Without a response he continued forward, not letting go of her. It was then that fear took her and she struggled against his hold. He hadn't been expecting it and she was able to get away for a moment.

Sara turned and ran, he let her get almost to the exit before he used his abilities to appear, there in front of her. She was startled, stumbling back.

"I will hurt you Sara, I will hurt you severely and relentlessly. You will find no pleasure in it." Reaching out he put his hands on her shoulders. "You'll not let that happen will you?"

Her eyes down, her reply was unsteady. "No."

"Wonderful, now there will be no more rebelliousness will there? No more trying to running away?" She shook her head. Smiling, almost tenderly, he led her back across the room.

Once he had her next to the bed, he told her to take off the rest of her clothes. Even though she tried to hide herself again she complied with his command.

Loki looked her over obviously he was pleased. One finger ran from her lips down through her cleavage. Then he flattened his hand against her soft stomach moving down he harshly smacked the hand trying to hide her sex. He then slid his hand, forcibly between her legs.

Instantly Sara's face went red with shame. There was no hiding now, she was aroused.