Mischief Managed
Part 3
Virgin Sacrifice
I wanna say thank you again to the members for adding, sharing, and fallowing my story. And to for publishing them.
We left off with our female character, Anne, getting familiar with her new surroundings, an argument breaks out between her and Loki at dinner, And Loki plans to seal they're union that same night.
Note: This story is about to become hot! Reader discretion is advised for those under aged. Also, this is my first time writing a erotic sex scene, so I do tend to be a bit bashful when it come to being that descriptive. I can't say the word Titmouse without giggling like a school girl. Anyway, hope you enjoy.
Loki belongs to Marvel comics and Marvel productions
Loki carried Anne up the stairs and down the main hall to her bedroom. As he held her in his arms he could see she was still in a dazed state, her eyes barley open, no clue what was going on around her. As soon as they arrived in the bedroom; Loki gently laid Anne down on the bed, and used his magic to shift her out of her dress. She laid there on the bed, in the nude, but with only a pair of gold fabric panties with a black lace trim covering her. Loki smiled with admiration, she looked more divine than ever. He knew he had to have her right there and now. He got onto the bed, and slowly crept up on top of Anne's motionless body. He then started to trace his hand across her naked body, feeling up every inch of her smooth, soft, tanned skin. He heard her give out a small moan from his touch, and he just gave a delightful smirk. Then started to trail kisses on her neckline, lightly and softly. Starting from her collar bone, up her neck, to her jawline, and on her cheek. He then placed his trailing hand on her delicate face, gently stroking his thumb across her soft, blushed coloured cheek. He had waited far to long for this moment to come. And now was the time to claim his prize tonight.
"My lovely bride." he whispered softly, "All mine."
And then; he lowered in and gave her a deep, passionate kiss on her soft, plump, rose coloured lips. Anne started to stir slightly, and then came to and saw what was happening. She gave a frightful squeal that was muffled underneath the kiss. She tried to push him off of her, no matter how strong he was. Soon the kiss was broken away, and Anne noticed she was completely nude (all except a pair of panties) and did her best to cover herself up with her hands and arms.
"Please, no need for modesty. You look so beautiful in your bare state." Loki said, as he gently placed his hand on her arms try to pry them apart from her breasts. But Anne managed to flinch away from him, only until he forcefully garbed at her, prying her arms away, once again showing off her naked upper body. Anne face burned with shame and embarrassment, and tilted her head down to avoid Loki's sight. But Loki noticed, and lifted her chin up so lightly. Anne's eye stared right into Loki's icy blue one, they looked gentle at first, but soon noticed the sensual, primal hunger deep within them.
"You are indeed a most exquisite beauty." he said, "And I cannot wait any longer to really make you mine."
Anne's fear soon turned to anger, and spat right at Loki's face. Which soon fallowed with Loki giving her a hard smack across her face with the back of his hand, the force of the hit caused Anne to fall back onto the bed. Loki started to take matters into his own hands now, he shifter out his own clothes (leaving only his pants on), grabbed her, and she was now beneath him.
Anne recovered herself from the hit, still rubbing hand gently on her sore red cheek, until she noticed that Loki was back on top of her. Anne tried to wriggle and trash her way out, but he had her pinned down tightly.
"Not a very smart move." he said, "Just for that, i won't go easy on you. But..."
He then took her hand from her sore cheek, moved it, and placed it on his hard, stiff crotch.
"It really does excite me so much." he implied, then giving a devilish smile.
Not only could she feel how hard and warm he was, but how big he was underneath, 9 inches in length to be exact, he was indeed hung like a stallion... Figures, he is a god after all. She tried to remove her hand, but Loki just pressed it on even harder. He groaned with delight and smile grew much more across his face. But Anne burned even more with shame, and again avoiding his gaze.
"Don't deny it." he whispered in her ear, "I know this is what you want. And you know damn well what this is all about. I know you've experienced this sort of thing many times before."
Wait, did she just hear him say that? Has he been watching her, before all of this? Anne did not believe this, she was more freaked out and more disturbed than ever before. Loki saw the look on her face, she must of know that he had been watching her for quite sometime. This made him smile even more devilishly.
"That's right, I've been watching over you for quite some time." he explained, "Out of all the girls, out of a the women of Midgard, you stood out most among the rest. And I knew my search was over, I knew I had to have you. And now, I get to."
He lunged himself onto her with a wild force. And Anne just screamed in protest, kicking and thrashing to escape. But she was still no mach for Loki's immortal strength. His hands moved down to her underwear, practically ripping them off of her. Then he slipped his own pants off himself, releasing his erect and enlarged manhood. He rose himself up, looked into Anne's deep brown eye, and saw a look of fright within her, opposite to his wanderlust.
"Please... you don't half to do this" she pleaded, "Please, let me go."
"Oh, but we're just getting started." he said, "I have already taken you as my bride, and now I it's time to seal our union officially."
He lunged at her again, he slipped himself into her, and took her newly restored virginity all for himself. For Anne, the pain was unbelievably intense, not like the actual first time she lost her virginity. She felt he was splitting her in two and felt something trickle down herself, fearing it might be blood. As soon as Loki was all the way inside her, he started to thrush himself within. He griped onto Anne's body with one arm around her waist, and one hand gripping the back of her neck, and buried his face into the side of her neck, letting out primal grunts and moans. As for Anne, she tried her best not to scream from the pain he was inflicting upon and within her. Feeling the roughness of his hard thrusting, his iron grip digging in to her delicate skin, but she also felt a slight ting of pleasure within that pain. But she still kept quiet, she didn't want Loki to know she was feeling any pleasure from any of this. Then she hear him give out a light chuckle.. Damnit! he must of known. Then he griped onto the back off Anne's head, plunging in for a deep french kiss. His tongue explored every part of her mouth, almost went straight down into her throat. Anne muffled in protest, but he still continued until he let go. His thrusting became harder, his breathing became shallow, and is moan became louder. He knew he was on the verge of an climax, but not yet, he still wanted to hear his little lovely moan with primal, unbridle, and lustful passion along with his own.
"Let me hear you scream." he demanded, but not a sound came from her.
"SCREAM FOR ME!" he gripped tighter on the back of her head until she let out the scream he wanted. "That's right, my little minx in heat! let me hear you scream out in primal, lustful intensity!"
There was nothing Anne could do; she started to give out small moans, gasps, and whimpers with each thrush he gave. And Loki was enjoying every single bit of it. Then he felt her tight up around him, which made him even more pleased. He knew, and so did Anne that she was reaching her own climax. How could her own body betray her like this, she thought, how? And Loki could sense what she was thinking
"Don't fight it!" he moaned, "Just let it come, let it excite your entire body! Accept it!"
Anne still couldn't help but moan with intense pleasure and pain as Loki continued to plow her like a professional porn star. Until she felt herself climaxing underneath him, arching her back and curling her toes, and griping the sheets above her head ever so tightly. She had never felt an orgasm that intense. And at the same time, with each powerful thrust Loki let out a primal cry of pleasure as he felt his own release within Anne's body. Anne could feel his hot, liquid essence released into her body, like liquid fire. Afterwards, Loki collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily, and both of their bodies glistened with cool sweat. He then slipped out of her body, and rolled onto her right side, seeing his own bodily spending mixed with hers and her newly shed virgin blood. He was indeed pleased with himself. He then worked up enough strength, got himself and Anne underneath the silk sheet, And dozed off while embracing her with him, and held her tightly. But Anne stayed right awake, still in disbelief, shock, and shamed of what had just transpired. How could she sleep, feeling nothing but the Loki's broad toned body beside hers, and his heated breath on her neck. Tears had started to shed from her eyes and trailed down her cheeks. After being violated like that, she feared it wouldn't be long until she becomes impregnated by Loki's seed. Truly this was hell.
To Be Continued...
