Temptress CH 2

Loki POV

I awoke later with a throbbing headache and member. I pulled myself to my feet and stumbled to the local Harem. The local Harem Mistress caught me as I stumbled into the door. My Jotun demon fought for control again. I warm heat spread through my body and straight to my loins. 'That little bitch.' I thought as I stumbled to the nearest room with a bed.

"Any preference Sire?"

"A Minor." I growled.

Her eyes widened in disbelief. They were available and they costed extra to bear the secrets of those who came through this door. "Sire are you sure?"

"Now!" I roared. She ran off startled to fetch the girl as I undid my trousers. It was throbbing fiercely and red as a Midguardian chili pepper, straining with the effort of maintaining such a hard erection. The plainly dressed little girl entered the room warily. She couldn't be much above childbearing age.

"Sire?" She asked cautiously.

"Your name is Charity." She nodded curtly then looked down at my member. Her face remained indifferent as she blanched at my size. "You're a spitfire. A sassy cocktease."

She walked over to me with a sway in her step. It wasn't as pleasant as watching Charity walk. Her hips are more defined. The wench got to me and she licked the length of my member. She smacked her lips as if tasting it the shrugged. "I don't want it." She stood up to walk away and I caught her by her hair.

"What did you say to me?" I growled as I wheeled her around to face me. I wanted to shove my cock all the way down her throat to the hilt, and despite the fact that she knew what was coming she stuck to her guns.

"I don't want any." She spit in my face. I angered me and excited me at the exact same time. I threw her roughly on the bed on her stomach so she didn't have to see my Jotun form.

This little wench made the pressure in my balls go deep into my very core when she rolled over to face me. She began to say something, but whatever it was fell silent on her lips as I began to speak. "I see fear in your eyes little one. Roll over so you won't have to see."

Her face flushed with embarrassment, but only briefly. "See what?" She asked innocently. Then came her trump card. "Oh that?" She pointed at my monstrous member and waived it away dismissively. "I've seen better girth on Midgardians." She sneered.

At that exact moment she caught the sassy edge in Chasity's voice and her spitfire body language. That proved to be my undoing. Unaware of my own climax my breath hitched in my throat as I gasped and shuddered through my release. "Bit the bullet one that one." She muttered.

As the after waves coursed through me she cleaned me up with a warm washcloth. "She's my friend."

"Chasity?" She nodded. "Don't tell." I muttered.

"She knows what she's doing." The girl said with a careless shrug.

"No. You must turn her way."

"I can't."

"I ordered you to do something."

"So did she. I was meant to deliver this message to you. She has fancied you since the moment she laid eyes on you."

"Little girl-" I growled. I meant to say more, but the way all of her fear disappeared in a second made me pause.

The next sentence that came out of her mouth changed me forever. "Chasity knows that she is of Asguardian courting age-" The little girl beamed up at me now that she finished cleaning me. "-and she's courting herself a Prince!"