A/N: Mature content contained in this chapter.
Chapter 11:
Loki arrived at Wilhelmina's chambers, but not as himself.
He shape-shifted to resemble his woman, right down to the clothes she was currently wearing, but minus the injuries to her face. The knife was still clutched in his hand as he made his way out of her room and down the stairs.
He had never been outside her bedroom. Actually, he had never really been in any home other than his own. Because of this, he was less than impressed with the common décor of his lover's residence. Though he found himself pleased to find some of her things he recognized lying around.
He finally found the man sitting in a large chair at the front of the house. He lounged lazily before a fire with a glass of mead in his hand.
Loki wanted to pounce, but thought better of it. He took a deep breath before clearing his throat.
Eckhardt turned slightly in his chair and when he saw his daughter, he immediately became hostile.
"Haven't had enough yet have you?" his voice was slurred.
Loki remained silent but his heart sank when he saw the man's face. Mina had her father's blue eyes.
Eckhardt slammed his glass down on a table and rose to his feet. Loki noticed how he clutched the back of the chair to steady himself.
He walked over while rolling up his sleeves.
"You're a stubborn, stupid girl Wilhelmina and I think I'll enjoy bringing you down a peg this time."
The prince stood his ground. He was curious to see what this bastard would dare to do.
Eckhardt gripped the back of what he thought was his daughter's neck and shoved her onto a nearby chair.
His anger rising, Loki watched as the man removed his belt and wrapped it around his hand. The buckle dangled menacingly before him.
"It's like I've always told you my love: children deserve to be punished for disobedience."
He could take no more of this.
Loki suddenly lunged for the man, placing a hand on his face and pushing him backwards against a wall. His hand was around his neck before he could make a sound, the knife pressed to his gut painfully.
Eckhardt was speechless. Wilhelmina had never fought back before.
Loki tightened his grip on the man and slid him up the wall, lifting him off his feet.
Now he was terrified; this could not possibly be his daughter. She would never have the strength to do this to him.
"Who are you?" he managed to croak out.
She smiled at him sweetly, but he could still see the malice behind the feigned innocence.
"You do not recognize me father? Perhaps this will help." Loki shifted Wilhelmina's face till it was the battered face she currently had, with a few added gashes for effect.
Eckhardt's heart felt like it would explode with the amount of terror that now took hold of it. "What is this sorcery?! What have you done with my daughter?"
"You do not deserve to be her father you worthless drunkard!"
Loki used the knife to cut into the flesh of the man's neck. He pushed the knife in just enough to draw blood that ran down to stain his collar in a thick line.
"Please…I beg you...spare me!"
"Did she beg you, did she beg you to stop?!"
He did not respond, but trembled violently.
Loki finally let go of the magic that kept his true self concealed. Now it was large, strong hands that held the man to the wall.
Looking down into the prince's face, Eckhardt didn't think it were possible for him to be more petrified than he was now.
Loki's voice was pure venom. "If you touch her, if you so much as utter a harsh word toward Wilhelmina again, I will cut off your hands before slitting your throat, do you understand me?!"
He nodded his head furiously. "Yes, your highness!"
Oh, Loki desperately wanted to kill him, but only said "Good" before letting the drunk fall to the floor in a heap.
Loki's eyes were the last things Eckhardt saw as the prince slowly disappeared from the room.
Xx
As soon as Wilhelmina heard Loki return she shot straight up in bed. He stopped in his tracks, surprised that she was awake.
He wasn't sure what to say. "Are you well?"
"Yes…where were you?"
"I had something to take care of."
"Someone."
"What?"
"I think you meant you had someone to take care of. My father perhaps?"
Loki shifted on his feet uncomfortably. "Perhaps."
She got up from the bed quickly and walked over to him. "What did you do to him?"
"We talked. "
She gave him a skeptical look before gesturing towards the knife he still held in his hand.
Loki closed his eyes and sighed. "He still lives but he won't hurt you again Mina, I've made sure of it. You're safe."
Though she was curious about what happened between her teacher turned lover and her father, it was probably for the best that she remained in the dark on this one. She was safe, and that was what mattered.
"I believe you." She took his hand then and led him towards the bed. Wilhelmina gently pushed him down on the bed and lifted her gown to straddle his hips.
"You're sweet, thank you Loki."
He scoffed at her. "I am not sweet. I simply do not like-"
Her kiss silenced him. She lowered herself till her bottom rested on his lap.
"I think you've earned a reward for what you've done."
He smiled at her, guessing her intentions. "Have I?"
Wilhelmina reached both hands behind her to undo the fastenings of her dress. She pulled down the top of it to reveal her breasts to him, but Loki's eyes never left hers.
He placed both hands on either side of her face before lightly kissing the eye that now held the faint shadow of a bruise.
"You didn't deserve that."
It was a simple statement, but she was shocked when she felt tears streak down her face. She wiped them away frantically, causing another smile to break out on his face.
She had no words for him, so she kissed him again.
Loki's hands went up to caress her breasts as she began to move seductively in his lap, grinding against his hardening length.
He did not protest when she leaned forward to get him to lie on his back. She moved to his side to remove his trousers before sliding her dress down her legs. Loki removed the top half of his attire while she did this.
Wilhelmina crawled over him with a wicked smile on her face before she lifted herself onto her feet to crouch above him, using the headboard for leverage.
Loki's emerald eyes widened almost comically as Wilhelmina gripped his hardness and, squatting deeper, guided him into her cunt. She proceeded to slid up and down his cock, clenching as she rose and releasing as she fell in a completely unobstructed view of their passion.
Loki placed his hands on her hips as she moved on top of him. This was certainly not how he expected the rest of the night to go, but he prayed she would not stop.
He would have to put himself in her good graces more often.
Loki could feel his release approaching, and began bucking his hips up to meet hers.
It took an extraordinary amount of restraint for him not to come when Wilhelmina used her free hand to massage her sensitized clit. Her melodious moans driving him to his peak.
Seeing himself penetrate her while she pleasured herself increased the tension in his cock so much that he cried out a string of obscenities as he came, Wilhelmina following soon after.
When they both settled down, she reached over to grab a nearby handkerchief. She pressed the cloth to herself as she eased off him, quickly cleaning herself off.
Loki was still catching his breath when he felt her rest her head on his chest.
Sleep came easy.
Xx
In the months she knew him, they had never spent the night together. She never saw Loki sleep. Now with dawn just peaking in through the windows, Wilhelmina found herself biting her lip to try to hold back the smile on her face. She failed miserably.
When she planted a warm kiss on his cool chest, Loki groaned sleepily and turned on his side facing away from her. She flung an arm over him and snuggled against his back.
Loki had turned over so that she would not see the look on his face when he realized that she was still there in his bed, and that he didn't mind as much as he thought he would.
He was usually an early riser, but today he could stand to stay in bed a little longer.