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Chapter 21

Aina smiled as she looked up at the Burrow. The strange house had always been a home to her. "I thought you had been exaggerating somewhat," Loki said, looking at the house, and undoubtedly assessing the magic that helped it defy gravity and remain standing when it would have collapsed without magical aid.

"No. Not at all. It's wonderful, isn't it?" Aina was smiling widely now at the sight as all the happy memories came back to her. She had spent some wonderful holidays here.

"Yes, it is," Loki agreed. If this place made her this happy, then he would agree. She had been through hard times, and something that made her this happy was definitely a good thing. They walked towards the house and knocked on the door.

Molly opened it and smiled, despite the fact she had obviously been crying not too long ago. "Aina, dear!" She said, hugging her, before moving on to hug Loki, surprising him. He'd only met the woman a few times. "Welcome to the Burrow, Loki. Come on in, both of you. You didn't have to knock for Merlin's sake!" She released him and ushered the two inside the ageing house and into a well-worn and loved kitchen. On the table there was a heavy photo album which was open at just past the first quarter. "I was just looking at baby photos. Would you like some tea and cake? I made the cake this morning. Sit down!" Without giving them a chance to answer, the kettle was on the boil and there was cake cut and plated up for them and placed on the table.

"Thank you Mrs Weasley," Aina said, pulling the photo album over to her to see a two year old red head boy split a cookie and hand the other half over to the red haired one year old girl. "Is this Ron and Ginny?"

"Yes it is. He was such a caring brother."

"I can't believe he actually shared food."

"Ah yes, anything for Ginny. He adored her," Molly said, sniffing slightly.

Loki pulled out a scroll which had a gold ribbon and seal keeping it held shut. "My mother has interrogated Aina thoroughly on her life, looking for certain details, Mrs Weasley. Afterwards, she ran an idea past Aina and myself. Both of us agreed it was a wonderful idea," he said, handing the scroll over. He would be unsure quite what to do if the woman began crying. He didn't know her anywhere near enough to be able to cheer her up. Aina and his mother, perhaps even Sif, he could help if they were in a sad mood, but Mrs Weasley was almost a stranger to him, except for the things that Aina had told him about her (that had endeared him to the woman- she had taken Aina under her wing, after all.)

Molly accepted the scroll and opened it up. Loki's attempt had been in vain as she promptly began crying, and pulled them both into a tight hug.

"Of course I will!" She was all out sobbing at the invitation that Frigga had offered to come and help with the wedding plans.

"Apart from a few things, the dress' design is rather close to completion, but there's still lots to do. We'd love to have your help and opinion, Mrs Weasley. It's going to be a big wedding, I wanted something small, but that was never going to happen."

"Royal weddings never are," Loki added.

"So we need all the help we can get and I couldn't think of anyone better. Neither could Frigga. Of course, Ginny, Hermione and Luna are going to be asked as well, and Jane. Thor has yet to actually propose, but that's only a matter of time, so it will give her an idea of what it'll be like."

"Oh this is absolutely wonderful," Molly said, pulling back, before casting an admonishing glance at Aina. "And how many times have I told you to call me Molly, Aina? Now you will definitely have to. And I insist you both stay for dinner!"

With that, both were roped into dinner, which turned out not to be a bad thing because Arthur didn't get back until then. He'd had a meeting with the new Minister for Magic (Kingsley) so had been running late, and Aina had something she had wanted to ask him. After the large dinner Aina followed Arthur into the living room.

"That was a wonderful thing you did for Molly, including her in your wedding plans. It's been her dream to plan weddings for her children. And we consider you our daughter too, Aina. I know you didn't have a good family life in this life, but that wasn't anything that could be changed unfortunately. Time turners just aren't that good."

"I know, and you are all like a family to me. You took me in over several holidays and you have treated me like one of your own. Which is why Molly isn't the only one being included."

"She told me about Ginny," Arthur smiled, obviously pleased the youngest girl had been included.

"That's not what I mean. Arthur, you're the closest thing I have to a father. I would be honoured if you would give me away at my wedding."

"But, what about Remus? He was one of your father's best friend, and has been with you these past few months, helping train you, and he was your teacher in your third year."

"He is all that, but at the same time, until third year, I'd never even met him. I know the law prevented him from taking me in, and I know if he could have, he would have in a heartbeat, but at the same time, nothing was stopping him coming to check on me. Remus is wonderful, and he cares for me, but he could have come to check on me, and even if he couldn't take me away, the Dursley's would have been too worried to even keep me in the cupboard under the stairs again. When Ron and the twins rescued me just before second year, you hardly bat an eyelid and you welcomed me with open arms. I even remember you criticising the Dursley's for not saying goodbye to me before the Quidditch World Cup. You didn't know me, you weren't a close friend of my parents, you had no responsibility towards me past the fact I was a friend of your sons from school, yet you treated me like I was your daughter, and trust me, when a young orphan girl who's never known what it's like to have parents is treated like that, it means the world."

Arthur smiled at her. "Of course I'll walk you down the aisle, Aina. I would love to," he answered, drawing her into a hug.

A day later they were at the Tower, and Tony was grinning like a mad man. "What's he done?" Aina asked Pepper.

"I'm not sure. Whatever it was, there's someone out there who it doesn't board well for."

"I've just found a news article I think everyone might like…" Tony said, bringing up the digitized version of a newspaper article from the day previously. And it was from the Surrey Comet- a paper everyone in Little Winging read. The title was front page and read 'The Local Avenger' and beneath it was a picture of Aina. It went on to describe that she had been a local girl who was now a member of the Avengers. It contained interviews with people who believed she had been a troubled child an asked if she was so troubled, how was she apart of the Avengers? The Dursley's had been noted for giving a 'no comment' answer. "This was just the start. Places like the BBC got involved, and found out more all on their own- you're national news in Britain now."

"Did you do this?" Aina asked.

"I may have tipped them off. Apparently your relatives are rather attached to their reputations?"

"How did you find that out?"

"Reindeer Games had me do it!" Tony was good at sensing danger and right now self-preservation had kicked in. It was time to lay appropriate blame elsewhere so he could avoid those burning green eyes. Said green eyes were now turning, as hoped, towards Loki.

"Explain, now." Her tone left no room for arguments, only a warning to do as told before she started cursing.

"I asked him to find a way to ruin their reputations. You asked me not to kill them. I knew if I ever went near them, then I would. Thinking on it, this is a better punishment for them. Their perfect world will fall down around their ears."

"I'm in the national news!" At this, the windows vibrated slightly, threatening to shatter. Perhaps he should have found another way of ruining the reputations of the Dursley's, Tony reflected.

"In my defence, I was not anticipating that to happen."

"You should have said to keep me well out of it. People are going to wonder how I got on the team, and what makes me different. What if they discover the wizarding world?"

"Well, they already know other worlds exist."

"But the wizarding world is nowhere near ready to be discovered yet- they're still recovering from a war!" Aina was rubbing her temples, trying to fight back a headache that was coming on from this. "I- I need to go write to Albus. Maybe he can do something to get people ready for if the wizarding world is discovered."

"Yeah we need to put you onto a false school roster or something. People have already realised your relatives lied about where you went to school. People are beginning to wonder where you've been the last few years. And it's not this apparent school for criminal young girls," Tony said.

Pepper shot him a look.

"I'll get right on that."

"I'll write to Professor Dumbledore," Neville said to Aina. "You've got other things to worry about, I'm sure."

"Thanks Nev."

"No probs," he said, nodding, before summoning a pen and some paper.

"We need a cover story for you guys now," Natasha said.

"How about we stick as close to the truth as possible?" Hermione asked. "Everyone knows about other worlds and magic, to some extent now, how about saying we have magic, and SHIELD brought us on initially to help us learn how to control it, but then we just stayed?"

"That could work. It's plausible," the spy agreed.

"It would also be plausible if we say it may be because our people," Loki gestured between him and Thor, "were here centuries ago. Therefore they may be descended from some of those who visited and as such their powers come from there, just changed slightly, and resurfacing now for unknown reasons?"

"That lends credibility to the idea," Hermione agreed. "And it won't expose the wizarding world either."

Aina felt herself relaxing slightly. If they could manage this then the only people negatively affected would be the Dursley's and there would be as few questions about the reasons for her powers as possible.

"What about him?" Clint asked, jerking his thumb at Loki. "Most people know him as a bad guy. And even though Aina has been here a few months, people will get suspicious of their relationship. The last thing we want is a mob thinking she's some sort of leak."

"Then we tell the truth on that matter too," Aina said. "My past doesn't affect the statue of secrecy; it can all be explained through references to Asgard."

"You really want to advertise that?" Steve asked.

"If it stops people asking awkward questions then yes."

"They'll probably just have more," Tony pointed out.

"Well, they'll have to deal with it then," Aina responded. The headache was getting bigger now. "I'm off to bed." She stood and walked out of the room.

"I forgot she did this last time," Thor said, finally speaking up.

"Last time?" Bruce asked.

"She got very stressed during the months running up to the wedding. It was one of the reasons she chose to go with her father…" Loki trailed off, before standing himself. "I had better go make sure she does not do anything to stress herself out further." He followed Aina then.

"Try not to bring up anything like this again unless necessary," Thor said, gesturing to the news article that was still on screen. "She will be panicking enough as it is. She took out several walls the last time when the stress became a bit too much."

Pepper looked at Jane. "Spa day?"

Jane nodded. "Spa day," she confirmed, handing the other woman the nearest tablet, so Pepper could book it.

"Should I book one for eight or nine?"

"What are you doing?" Thor asked puzzled.

"A spa day is a good way to relax," Natasha said. "Pepper's wondering if Sif would like to be included."

"You would have to ask her," Thor asked.

"I'll book for nine. I can always change it later."

In the end, Sif did end up coming along, as Aina pointed out the last time they spent time together that wasn't training, she had ended up poisoned, so they may as well do something not related to training now the curse was ended and the war won. Sif had been surprised at learning she had enjoyed the spa day, something she had not thought would happen, but it did.

Finally, the day of the wedding came round. Aina was running through various calming exercises that Bruce had taught her, just to keep calm. She looked over at her dress as her hair was styled, her makeup already having been applied. Helga, who had been curious when people began travelling to Midgard once again, had been influenced by Midgardian styles when designing the dress.

The white silk was covered by white lace, the lace making up the entirety of the three quarter length sleeves that hugged her arms and formed a V-neck before reaching down the white silk. Just under the bust was a delicate pattern of gold filigree with emeralds lining it. The dress fell to the floor and pooled in a trail. Helga told her that no one in Asgard would have worn a dress anywhere near this in style before. She would be the first. It was stunning and Helga had, in Aina's opinion, outdone herself. The dress far surpassed even Aina's firs wedding dress. It seemed the influence of new styles had renewed the seamstress' creativity.

When she was declared ready, she headed over to where the dress was, hovering over the raised platform at the centre of the room with magic keeping it clean and un-creased. She was helped into the dress and the shoes, and then the mirrors were uncovered, allowing her to see herself fully for the first time. Her hair had been properly curled before being braided and pulled back and fastened together at the back, with an emerald Ouroboros snake, while the rest of it fell loose underneath, cascading down her back and she wore a golden choker with another Ouroboros hanging from it, with no other jewellery. Her eyes were accentuated with the gold dusky eye shadow, and blush had been applied to give her more colour. The door opened and Molly and Arthur both came in, as the three maids took a step back. Molly began to tear up the moment she saw Aina, but both smiled.

"Oh Aina, you look beautiful," she said, stepping forward and holding out her hands. Aina took hold of them and smiled.

"Thank you Molly, and thank you for helping me get everything ready for today."

"Oh it was no trouble dear, I loved every moment of it."

Aina's smile grew at that. "It was fun," she agreed. "When I wasn't freaking out at everything."

"You do look beautiful, Aina," Arthur said, agreeing wholeheartedly with his wife. "Your fiancée is one lucky man, and he knows it too, I think."

Aina blushed and looked down at the compliment. "I'm just as lucky. Truly I am."

"I'm glad you think so."

"Oh, look at that, it's almost time!" Molly began fussing. She ran her eyes over the dress, one last time, making sure everything was fine, and then nodded. "Right then, I will go and find my seat and five minutes after I leave, you follow behind me. You know what to do and where to go from there."

"Don't worry Molly, we won't get lost," Arthur said.

"Definitely not today," Aina added. "I won't allow it."

Molly nodded and kissed Aina's cheek before leaving the room. "Are you nervous?" Arthur asked.

"Very nervous. I thought it was bad before, but they've jumped up several notches. I've hardly eaten anything."

"You will when the ceremony is over," he assured. "These sorts of nerves are normal. I didn't eat much the morning of my wedding to Molly, and I know she was the same. Everything will be fine, Aina."

She smiled up at him, thankful for the reassurance. Five minutes after Molly had left, they set off, heading towards the large gardens outside, where the ceremony was to be held. They could have held it in the throne room, but there were a couple of bad memories in that room, so the beautiful palace gardens became their wedding venue. The aisle that was between the seats was made up of gold coloured material and stretched all the way to the massive ash tree where the wedding would take place. Aina could feel all eyes turn to her, but she ignored them, keeping her eyes focused solely on Loki, who was in his ceremonial armour. He was smiling at her widely as she approached and when she and Arthur cleared the chairs and guests he held out his left hand. Arthur followed through with protocol and placed Aina's hand into Loki's, and they both nodded to each other, before the Weasley Patriarch took a step backwards, until he would be needed again, his hand coming to rest on the newly forged sword that would soon be used.

There was no time to say anything as they had to turn their attention to Frigga who, as the goddess of marriage, would perform the ceremony. She was smiling as she began speaking. "This union has been long awaited and long prepared for. While I do not doubt your willingness to commit to each other in such a way, I must ask, are you two ready to take this step?"

"We are," they both answered in union.

"Very well," Frigga nodded, smiling. She gestured to the right of Loki, to Thor, who held one of their family's ancestral blades. "Bring forth Gunnlogi." Grinning, he handed it to Loki, who released Aina's hand to accept the handle with one hand and the flat of the blade with the other. He then turned back to face Aina.

"This is the blade of my ancestors, passed down from generation to generation. I pass it to you as a gift, to safeguard for our sons, until they are old enough to take up arms," He said, repeating the ceremonial words while holding the sword out to her.

Aina accepted it. "I will retain it until our sons have become warriors worthy of bearing such an ancient weapon," she responded with her part, conscious that she couldn't muck this up, unless she wanted to look like a fool. She felt Loki push reassuring feelings through their bond and relaxed some. She turned, and exchanged Gunnlogi with Arthur for the new sword. Turning back to Loki, she held it out to him. "In return I offer you the gift of a new sword, Naðr, freshly forged and untested yet in battle, but so you will still have a weapon in which to use to fight to protect your family." It did not matter if the swords exchanged were never in fact used, or that both Aina and Loki would fight to protect their family, and not just Loki, the words never changed, for anyone. Having grown up in the mortal world, they chaffed somewhat now, but at the same time, she really wanted the ceremony from her home.

Loki took the sword. And Frigga spoke again. "Now for the rings," she gestured. Thor handed Loki Aina's, which he then placed on the hilt of the new sword, to offer her.

"Aina Asgerdottir, do you take this ring and swear to love and be faithful to your husband?" Frigga asked.

"I do." Aina nodded. Holding the sword in place with one hand, Loki picked up the ring and placed it on her finger, smiling, before handing the sword, temporarily back to her, where Arthur placed Loki's ring on it.

"Loki Odinson, do you take this ring and swear to love and be faithful to your wife?"

"I do," he replied.

Aina repeated the motion, holding the sword in one hand, slipping the ring onto his finger, before handing the sword back to him, where he sheathed it and took her hand once again and they turned back to face Frigga. She produced gold thread and bound their hands together. "You have sworn to love each other and be faithful to one another in front of witnesses, both of this realm and another. These are sacred vows and proceedings which are not to be taken lightly, and I have the greatest faith in this union. Today you are joined as one, and I wish upon you every happiness and blessing this joining has the ability to bring. With the greatest happiness I pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride," Frigga said, smiling as she stepped back. The gold thread melted away, leaving gold tattoos on their hands where it had crossed. Their hands would need to be united for the pattern to be complete, as it was now, but it would only last for a month.

Loki pulled her closer and kissed her, his free hand raising to cup her cheek. Aina grasped his arm, and tuned out the cheering as they kissed.

'Finally,' she heard Loki say.

'I couldn't agree more- husband.'

He pulled her closer at that, before they broke off the kiss. It was time to turn and face their guests, before heading to the feasting hall. The 'hall' was a massive tent with stone flagged flooring that had been laid just for the feasts and celebrations that would last through the week. It would all be removed at the end of the wedding ceremony. Loki and Aina were the last to reach the hall and he placed the sword across the ground in front of the door, before he picked Aina up and carried her across the threshold. He kissed her quickly, before placing her down and retrieving the sword, which he then proceeded to thrust, to the hilt, into one of the supporting wooden pillars to much cheering, and some catcalls. Aina blushed slightly and smiled at him.

Soon, they were at the head table, and it was time for the last of the formalities for the wedding ceremony. The Loving Cup was there, already filled with the mead they would both share for the next month. Aina picked it up and held it out to Loki. "Ale I bring thee, thou oak-of-battle, with strength blended and brightest honour; 'tis mized with magic and mighty songs, with goodly spells, wish-speeding runes."

He held it up like a toast and nodded to his father as was needed. "Father, I thank you for consenting to our marriage this day," he said. After receiving the required nod, he drank from the cup, before handing it back to Aina, who held it up in toast to Frigga.

"Queen Frigga, I thank you for performing the ceremony and overseeing our vows this day," once more, she waited for the required nod, before drinking. With this last act, they were considered fully married, and the feast could begin.

"You look absolutely stunning, darling." Loki said.

"You look very handsome yourself," she responded as the food was brought out.

They were served then and Aina found Arthur had been absolutely right- her appetite had returned. "I take it you did not eat much this morning, my love?"

"No, I was too nervous," Aina answered, after she had swallowed the first bite of food.

"I was the same," he said, briefly taking her hand. "I did not like us having separate rooms last night."

"We will no longer need to stay in separate rooms again," Aina responded.

"You make a good point, my wife," he grinned and she grinned back, leaning up to give him a quick kiss, before the hunger got the better of the both of them. They talked together and with others in between food and when everyone had finished, it was time for the dancing. Unlike mortal weddings, there was no first dance between just the bride and the groom. Here, everyone who wanted to dance, danced. This just happened to include the happy couple, who had been encouraged to dance by their guests.

It was well past an hour when Aina managed to sit down again and catch her breath, and Tony sat down next to her pretty quickly.

"Congrats," he said, grinning.

"Thank you, Tony. How are you enjoying?"

"This is a great party, I'll give it that. You all know how to drink. Everyone has something. Though, I am curious about the whole cup thing before the meal."

"The loving cup is the final part of the ceremony. Until the Groom and Bride share a drink from it, they are not considered fully married. Loki and I will continue to share more of the mead it contained through the rest of the month."

"What's so special about the mead?"

"Part of it is ceremonial. But, the mead is laced with a few potions."

"Such as?" He asked cautiously.

"Well, put it this way, fertility potion is one."

"Are people seriously that eager to see you get preggers?"

Aina laughed. "It is not a bad thing, Tony. Most people here, when they decide to get married, have decided they are ready for children."

"Are you?"

Aina just smiled and looked over to Loki, who was drinking with Thor and the Warriors Three. After a minute, she nodded. "I think I am."

"His kid is going to be a pain to keep out of trouble."

Aina smirked. "You think that is something I am unaware of? Besides, the problem is not that. It is getting them out of trouble. Something I have spent time practising."

He nodded, guessing how she'd come about that practice easily. "I can see that," he agreed.

It was well past sundown when Loki picked her up again, smiling down at her. "Ready to go to bed, love?"

The nerves began to return but she nodded, smiling slightly up at him. They left the hall, and headed back into the palace. Once inside, he teleported them to outside the door of the new set of chambers that had been set up for them. The door opened with magic and Loki walked into the very large living room which held a central, burning, hearth and plenty of very plush looking furniture. There were several doors, leading to a study as well as several different bedrooms, anticipating children in the future. All their things had been moved in here earlier.

Loki carried her into their room and placed her down by the massive four poster bed before he removed his helmet. He felt her shake slightly and with one arm pulled her to him and with the other, he stroked her hair gently. "Nervous?" He asked.

"A little. You know the extent of my… experience. I don't want to hurt again."

"You will not hurt again. I will ensure it. We will go as slowly as you want. This will happen at your pace and we will do only what you feel comfortable with. I will see to it that you will only enjoy tonight, and not find anything negative about it."

She looked up at him to see him looking down at her tenderly. "You're so good to me."

"You deserve nothing less my love. Tonight, all your past experiences will be pushed aside and you will realise what a willing participation can feel like," his hand came to rest on the top button on the back of her dress, but he made no move to undo it. Aina kissed him lightly, before turning and giving him easier access to the buttons, which he slowly undid. Soon though, the dress was loose and he pushed the sleeves off her shoulders and she pulled her arms out, and the dress fell to pool at her feet. She stepped out and turned to face him. She reached out and began to remove his vambraces, before reaching up to unclasp his chest plates, removing the cloak first letting it drop to the floor. Each piece of armour vanished as she removed it, before he was left in the leather underclothes that stopped the metal chafing against his skin. She undid the tunic and pushed it off his shoulders, it fell to the floor and left him bare chested. He pulled her against him and kissed her. His lips were gentle on hers and lingered, his arms coming to rest around her bare waist, one hand lightly caressing her hip. Aina began to relax a bit more. She knew he wouldn't hurt her.

He sat down on the bed and pulled her with him, so she was straddling his hips. She was in nothing but her underwear and heels, but he still had his trousers on. She was a little frustrated at that. Loki smirked. "Patience, my little Aina," he said, removing the strapless bra she had bought on Midgard for the day. "We will get to the same level of undress soon, but I have been waiting for this night a long time. I need something to ensure my restraint, until you are ready for me to enter you."

"I am," she said softly. Wouldn't it be best if it were quick?

He shook his head, sensing her thoughts. "You are starting to overcome your nerves. I do not want to ruin that. I also do not want you to hurt. This is your first time. For it to be painless, your body needs to be ready."

He dipped his head and caught one of her breasts in his mouth. Moaning, she pressed herself against him, feeling him rub against her clit. One of his hands cupped her sex, before he began rubbing her, through her underwear. The stimulation made her gasp, and she ran her hands through his hair, encouraging him. The tearing alerted her that she was now completely bare and she felt his long fingers resume rubbing her, this time skin on skin. She let out a whimper and he stilled, letting go of her nipple and looking her in the eye. "Do you want to stop?"

She shook her head. "I want you to keep going. I want to know what it's like."

He kissed her gently and his fingers resumed teasing her. Aina felt a pressure building inside her as he moved his hand over her clit and folds, penetrating her slightly at times, each time going a bit deeper. As it continued to build and her mind became a haze she clutched his shoulders, needing to be close to him. His other hand was at her back, supporting her as she writhed. Suddenly she came and she cried out wordlessly, collapsing against him and panting heavily.

Aina was barely aware of the shifting, but as she came down from her high, she realised Loki was now leaning against the headboard of the bed and her head was resting on his chest, his hands moving gently up and down her back.

"Did you enjoy that?" He asked.

She nodded, not quite coherent yet. She just snuggled in closer to him, feeling his arms tighten around her.

After a few minutes, she felt his trousers disappear with the use of magic and she felt him pressing against her entrance. She began to move off him so she could lie on her back, but his arms tightened, stopping her.

"Where are you going, love?"

"I thought…" she frowned.

"There is far more than one position," he said, hearing her thoughts. "I thought this may be better for tonight. More comfortable for you."

Aina smiled. He had obviously been planning this night out for a while, just to be sure she would be as comfortable as possible.

"Here," his hands came to her hips and guided them up, before guiding them slowly back down onto his erection, and she felt herself being stretched, but not as much as she had expected. She realised then, that was what he had been doing earlier- stretching her so her discomfort now would be as minimal as possible. His lips claimed hers and Aina moaned as she felt herself being filled to her core, and she heard and felt his own moan as he entered her further. His moan became a sigh when she was fully around him, and Aina held herself still, needing to adjust to the feeling of him being so fully inside of her. "You feel amazing love. Absolutely wonderful." He began to trail kisses up her neck and jaw line, before reaching her mouth and claiming it in a deep kiss, his tongue meeting hers. Soon, she felt ready to move, but she didn't want to break the kiss. Instead, Aina just rotated her hips. His grip on her tightened then as he began to thrust, slowly at first. One hand came up and cupped her breast and she moaned into him as he teased her nipple lightly. Aina lost track of time as they moved together, her hands wandering over his upper torso as he held her and stroked her, sometimes one of her breasts, or sometimes her clit, adding to the stimulation as he thrust inside her, but she noted the build-up of pressure again. When she came, it was stronger than the last time, and he came right after her, his orgasm triggered by hers, not only as she spasmed around him, but as her pleasure echoed through their bond. His own sent back almost gave her another orgasm, but instead, she slumped against him, utterly spent and breathing heavily. He fell back against the pillows, holding her in place.

"I am going to enjoy repeating this as many times as possible love. You already have me addicted. I did not know the bond would allow us to feel each other's pleasure so immensely. I should have anticipated that," he said, breathlessly.

"That was amazing. I had no idea it would be like this," Aina managed to say.

He gently lifted her off him and placed her beside him, before placing his arms back around her. "It can. And there are far more ways to enjoy ourselves too. I look forward to experiencing everything with you."

She smiled. "So do I. Luckily, we have an eternity."

Please review! There's going to be an epilogue, but past that, this is about it for Reborn.