Author's Note - Sorry it's been a while, I haven't heard from the Asgardian in a while, so there was some begging going on and well this happened. Hopefully he'll keep talking to me as I am now at his mercy ;-).

Shout Outs -

fiskarbailey - Woman, thank you, thank you, thank you! You are flat out amazing for being there for me and helping me through all this nonsense I've been going through. I appreciate everything you do for me! Also thank you for the genius strikes of inspiration you put into this chapter near the end, you'll see ;-)

DeDe324 - Thank you for pushing me to write, I need to have more faith I know, but when I don't focus on it I feel like I lose it. Thank you for the ego bolster, much appreciated. Love you!

Sabrina - Thank you for the pep talk as well, it helped a lot! Appreciate and love you lady!

Nichole, Shawnon, Jasmine, Lori - Sorry it's been a while ladies, but let's pray, light candles, do whatever that I'm in the right place to finish this. Love you ladies to Asgard and back!

tigger64, Angel030593, Ellinore & horsegirl177 - thank you for adding From the Ashes as a favorite or following! I truly appreciate it and sincerely hope you continue to enjoy my story :-).

Loki - I have you to thank most of all as you are the inspiration for this piece. Thank you for returning to me and helping me through all of this and giving me these lovely words to share.

As always, please enjoy, read and review, thank you!

Had I known what turmoil my sweet child had been in or that she was alive I would have fought harder to get to her; even pleaded and bargained with my so called father. I stared at her delicate features twisted by remorse and guilt after she had confessed this story to me. I understood all of it. The need for companionship, a touch in the night, the comfort of a soft voice in your ear, it would appear Chastity needed it more than I ever did. She was traumatized after I left, not knowing anything. What would happen to her again if I met such a fate or was pulled from her again? What would happen to me if I lost her again? I shook such thoughts from my troubled mind and focused my thoughts on Chastity. Her grey eyes burned into mine as I held her face and I could smell the sweetness of her skin. I needed her before time or circumstances got in the way.

I pressed my lips to hers again and felt my want, my need for her grow. I could feel hers as well; it was almost to the point of desperation for the both of us. My hands grabbed her arms almost crushing my lovely girl into me. The warmth of her skin was making my frozen blood boil. I could no longer contain my desire for her as the tempting scent emanating from her filled my senses. I gripped her arms tighter feeling her soft form mold to mine as I pressed my mouth onto hers invading it with my tongue. My hands moved to her face my fingers knotting in the dangling tresses of her hair pulling it.

My beautiful child let out a sensuous moan and I could control myself no longer. Throwing off her clothes as fast as I could I admired how she had blossomed. I ran my hands over her naked skin feeling her warmth being stolen away with the hundreds of goose bumps flooding down her body. I pressed my lips to her stomach as she shivered and gasped. The heat from her skin spread onto my face as a grin carved its way onto my mouth. I had almost forgotten the melodic and erotic sounds that erupted from this girl when I took her innocence. Now with her body trembling underneath me, Chastity was at my mercy again. In a flash I threw off my own garments to join her. This stolen moment alone was just that, a moment, although I would treat it like a lifetime.

Running my hands over her bare legs stopping slightly to toy with her; the slick, wet heat I found warming my hand was delightful and even more so when I tasted her. Sweet and dripping with desire as she moaned writhed and pleaded for more. I smiled into her as I happily obliged, I could not turn down such a beautiful request. Whetting my appetite and then quenching my thirst for her but my ears still hungered for the sublime sounds she made when I pleased her. I gazed into her eyes as I brought my lips to hers. Our tongues clashing in a power struggle, a struggle I would gladly lose. I felt myself slowly sink inside her; Chastity's body froze for a slight moment then I felt her shudder as she tightened around me. The tightness I experienced made me moan in ecstasy into her mouth.

Our kiss broke as she looked at me, out of breath and almost to the point of exhaustion, but she smiled wickedly leaning closer to me her honeyed voice a whisper, "Conquer me."

The utter confidence in her words, the complete surrender to me aroused me to no end. I grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the ground. My thrusts inside her were fast and hard and my grip tightened with each pass. I felt the tremors pass through my darling child, each stronger than the last. The sounds Chastity was emitting before were replacing by nearly silent pants, I grinned as I lowered myself to her ear, "You will always be mine." I growled into her neck, biting her collarbone as I could not hold back my release, I lost control in a final glorious moment.

I held myself over her panting with her wrists still in my hands, our clandestine moment had ended, but she was mine. Once the pounding in my chest calmed and my breathing evened out I freed her hands and held her face. There was a marvelous and stunning dazed expression set onto her features with stars in her eyes. Her body still shivering and quaking beneath and around me, it was such an exquisite sensation. She had proved to me yet again I may have misjudged humanity in a whole. There are some that understand and have the capability to be worthy.

Chastity, however, was more than that, I loved her, truly loved her. She had become my balance, now I was seeing clearly, perhaps too clearly. My earlier fears started to creep into my mind once again. What if something happened? I need to know she will be provided for. I stopped thinking as I felt her tremble again and I shook all troubled thoughts from my head as my darling one kissed me. Our interlude was over, but our ending had not yet been written.