Loki cocked his head, surprised to find Chloe pounding on his bed chamber door two hours after midnight.
"What's wrong?" he inquired, worried there was a problem downstairs.
She stood before him wearing a robe, her eyes glancing passed him as if trying to see if he was alone.
"You can come in."
Chloe ducked inside and turned, dropping her robe revealing bare flesh.
"I want to thank you for saving my grandparents and for your kindness to me. With a piece of my soul I give myself to you, my lord, willingly."
Taken aback, Loki inhaled deeply as if trying to calm his breathing. For a minute he gazed at her in silence, his eyes scrolling over her flawless body; perfect firm breast, flat abdomen donning muscular lines from working the fields, and a petite hairless mound. She was breathtaking. Loki felt his cock jerk, yearning to taste her.
Loki exhaled, he needed to push passed his body's immediate reaction and think with a focused mind. This was a woman who defied the gods, a proud woman who would not give herself lightly.
"Do you give yourself to me out of gratitude and gratitude alone?"
Chloe did not answer; she could not bring herself to express what her body yearned for. Instead, she cast her eyes down, suddenly shy, unable to speak.
Loki caressed her chin, forcing her to his gaze. "I cannot take you like this. You have endured too much already and I will not allow you to sacrifice your pride just to say thank you."
Barely a whisper, "That is not the only reason…"
That was not good enough. He needed convincing. "Do you want me, and I mean me, Loki, not the king who saved your family?"
The rise and fall of Chloe's chest accelerated, matching the rhythm of her breathing. Still embarrassed and unable to say what her mind cried out, she nodded her head yes.
"I want to hear you say it."
Heaven help her, he was bewitching. "I want you, Loki."
And with that said, he collected her body in his arms, held her a few seconds gazing into her eyes before gently sprawling her upon his bed. Straddling her, he hovered above her body, peering into her soul. "I want you, Chloe, as I have never wanted any woman. Both my body and heart aches for you."
The room was dark, the only light radiated from an open window. The witchery of moon spilled moonbeams blushing her body, her flesh smooth, like river-washed pebbles. Innocence shimmered within her eyes, her lips as sweet as the smile of a fairy, her body soft as spring.
Chloe gazed up at Loki, although a dark sultry male, his eyes sparkled like dewy stars at twilight. A fluttering sensation swept through her body burying itself in the pit of her womb, yes, she wanted him. Involuntarily, she sighed.
Loki took that as his cue to kiss her, soft and tame upon her lips. Her entire body trembled. Her heart pounded in her throat, and is if Loki could hear it, he whispered, "Do not be frightened of me. I will be gentle."
A sudden feeling of trust swept over her. Wrapping her arms around the back of his head, twirling one of his curls with her finger, she returned his kiss with an open mouth. This time Loki sighed.
Kissing her slow and deep, tantalizing her with his tongue, utilizing his skills to generate her moisture. Her breast blushed his chest causing his cock to strain, an overwhelming sensation washed through his loins. He had not experienced sensations like this since he was an inexperienced teen.
"You are used to experienced…" She whimpered faintly, breaking the kiss.
Loki hushed her, placing his finger to her lips to quell the words before she spoke them. "I have ached for you since the first moment I laid eyes on you." He kissed her again, this time stern and passionate.
Her fears soothed, knees weak, she arched her hips invitingly. She could feel his lust for her, hard, grinding against her body. Burning a trail down her throat, he took his time, kissing, licking, sucking to her breast. Cupping her breast with firm hands, he chewed her nipples. Erect and throbbing, he drew from them and bragged. "Perfect!"
For a time, he explored her belly and thighs while puckering her breast, sucking them in an upward motion, making a popping sound when he came off her nipples. A moan escaped her lips, he grinned, it was time to move to the next level.
He slowly parted her folds, caressing her with caution, finding her wet with desire. Moving his mouth down her belly and to her thighs, he manipulated her clit. Her moans now rhythmic, he spread her folds wide so that he could lick her clit. The faster he licked, the louder she moaned, bucking against him. Feeling her intimates quiver and abdomen muscles rippling, he penetrated her entrance with his finger and leeched on to her clit sucking intensely.
He looked for her to push him away as most women did their first time, but was surprised and pleased when she gripped a fistful of his hair, grinding him, fucking his face. Climaxing, she released him, threw her head back, lustfully sobbing, cunt muscles clenching as she squirted a warm stream into his mouth. Drinking her, inhaling her scent, Loki growled with a quenchless thirst.
She had lit a fire inside of him, coming to her mouth, no longer gentle but rampant, he ravished her mouth and neck with fury. In between kisses, she said, "I heard you did not do that."
He chuckled, "Do what?"
And now she giggled, shyly, "That!"
He kissed her, blowing on her lips as if amused, "Oh, you mean pussy…Someone told you that I don't lick cunt?"
Half kissing and half laughing, she playfully smacked him on his shoulder. "Yes that. You don't mind speaking vulgar, do you?"
"I don't mind at all…and I love pussy. I told you once women should be treated like a piece of delicious hard candy; licked, sucked, and bitten. I just don't with whores, but you, Chloe, are no whore and you have the best pussy I have ever tasted!"
Goosebumps tingling all over, he was utterly raunchy, but apart of her liked it, making her insides swelter. This powerful man was a god, a king, he could have anyone in the realm and he wanted her, an insignifiant mortal. "I want to taste you."
She ducked, taking him into her hands, stroking him as she ran her tongue lengthwise several times to saturate him before tongue fucking his head.
Loki gritted his teeth, "Someone taught you some tricks, either that or you are a natural."
Chloe spat on his shaft, stroking faster. "Rachel gave me some pointers before I came up here." She said before burying him inside her throat, thrusting as far as she could take him.
"Fuck!" Loki released a groin of ecstasy, clenching his ass, curling his toes, erupting deep in the back of her throat. Startled, Chloe released him, about to move. Loki seized her by the hair, thrusting her mouth back down him, jacking his cock to expel every drop. "Drink it, baby." She obeyed, her mouth full, gulping his searing nectar, with some of him oozing from her lips.
"Do I do that right?" She asked, now sitting on her knees.
Loki came to his knees with a smug smile, "Magnificently" he suddenly pounced like a predator would upon his prey. She giggled as he jacked her legs apart with his knee. "This next part is going to hurt you some."
"I am expecting that."
Loki nipped her nose, mischievously. He sank between her legs, admiring her lush pink seam. "You are beautiful." He cooed, fingering her clit, fondling her rear, dipping his finger in her threshold to lubricate her suffice.
He lowered himself back to her body, using one hand to pin her hands above her head. Burying his tongue in the back of her throat, he forced the engorged head of his cock inside her petite entrance. She squirmed causing him to slip deeper. Finally reaching her virginal barrier, he tightened his grip, and with one quick forceful stride, he buried himself deep in her core.
Her captured her cries with his mouth, smothering them. Motionless, he held her until her cries lessened to faint whimpers, her inner muscles clenching, strangling him, fighting him. It seemed her cunt was just as defiant as she was.
After sometime, he withdrew his mouth and whispered. "Can you take this?"
"Yes, I want to."
Still motionless and pinning her down, he slid his finger back to her clit, tantalizing her as he kissed her. Instinctively, she thrust her breast forward, arching her rear, and began to thrust on him. Slowly at first, he met her, only fucking her with half his lenght until her motions quicken, her breathing intensified, and then he really fucked her.
An agonizing burning sensation raged in her womb, but the bliss from her clit counteracted the pain. With each stroke he thrust deeper, faster, harder until his handsome features contorted, his body shivering in release. He released her wrists, bracing himself, pumping himself with force and acceleration. She cried out feeling his pulsating shaft shoot a wad of searing cum deep in her core. Her insides felt as if they were melting. She cried out, wrapping her legs around his hips, arching, burying him deeper, locking, grinding, raking her nails down his back, she climaxed, showering his weeping dick with her own essence.
Without removing himself from her, he dropped to his side, rolling her on top of him.
"Our bodies are branded together now." She purred sensually.
"As well as ours souls. He cooed, kissing her, rolling back on top of her, keeping her body prisoner of his insatiable lust until dawn.
