Mischief Mannaged

Part 8

Still of the Night

Hello readers and Loki fans! First let me say thank you for all your views and support that you have provided. I am very appreciative by it all.

Anyway: last where we left off was yet another night of intense sexual lust between Loki and his mortal bride. Now we will experience that our lovely mortal bride, Anne, will give into her uncontrollable primal lust. Mostly because she is ovulating at this moment. Any woman would agree, right? Ok, on with the story. Hope you all enjoy. Don't forget to follow and review.

Fair warning: this story is going to get highly sexual. So reader discretion is advised.

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Anne shifted and groaned as she awoke from her heavy slumber. All she could remember was Loki once again sexual ravishing her as she uncontrollably gave in to the intensity of their lust. She found herself lying on her stomach and completely nude underneath the silk sheets. She figured Loki used his magic to get her out of the night-dress again. And speak of devil himself(and she did mean that highly of him), there he was. Lying there, sound a sleep, with one arm extended over his head. And the silk sheets covering his torso; exposing his defined, firm, snow white skinned chest. Anne couldn't help but observe him with innocent and admiring curiosity in his dormant state. From his dark hair that flowed like strokes of black India ink with the edges bleeding out into the creases of the paper. To his enticingly handsome sculpted face; from his straight bridged nose to the sharp inclining bump of his Adam"s Apple. His complexion like fresh cream pouring out a ceramic vase, and the broad yet lightly tone of muscles perfectly sculpting his body. Again, despite the given circumstances, he looked like the type of guy that you would see walking his was through the heated streets of the concrete jungle. A gorgeous and sly creature in his designer three piece suit that Anne would be more then happy to be with. All of this was making Anne feel heated in a highly passionate way, as if she was actually finding herself being aroused by his appearance. She shook herself from her hazy and heated thoughts almost immediately. This possibly couldn't be happening, she thought, that she was actually was falling for this man. Maybe Loki was right, maybe she was starting to accept him in some way? But still, it couldn't be. She turned her head to the other side to avoid his more than divine profile and tried to drift back to sleep. Not too soon did she feel a familiar hand lightly and seductively trailing up and down her back. Anne shut her eyes tightly as she did the pervious night, trying her very best to ignore the enticing sensation of his touch.

"I know you're awake, darling." He said "I can sense your lustful energy highly emanating."

Ugh, the sound of his silky British voice made Anne feel more heated as it delightfully filled her ears. She couldn't take it, Anne slowly opened her eyes and shifted head back to the other side to meet Loki's icy blue gaze once again. He was rested comfortably on his left side, with his left arm slightly prompting above his head for support. All Anne could do was just stair back at him, trying her best to contain the heated desire that was simmering deep within. But it proved to be futile as here gazed wandered down from Loki's eyes down to the rest of his body. Again, the sight of his perfectly sculpted and cream toned body was more than a hungering sight for her. She wanted nothing more than to explore it with every sense she had; to touch him, smell him, and especially taste him. She hadn't noticed she was doing until she heard Loki give a delightful chuckle at her as her face blushed in the deepest shade of red.

"Enjoy what you see?" He said, "Again, I knew it wouldn't be long until you would finally give in to me."

His response was met with Anne burying her embarrassing and blushing face in the pillow, releasing a long groan of anguish as so. Afterwards she peaked out slightly to see he was still looking right at her with that devilishly, and lustful smirk on his face. Then once again he stared to cares up and down her back. Radiating a sudden shutter from Anne in the process.

"It's not what it looks like!" Anne said, "I'm just feeling slightly off, so don't get any ideas!"

"Oh, but it is what it looks like." He responded, "The wide dilated pupils in you eyes, that shimmering glow mixed with that beautiful shade of scarlet radiantly enhancing your heated bronzed flesh, and the heavily irresistible aphrodisiac that is emanating from your body. All the common signs of a little queen in heat."

'Did he honestly just say that? And in that format too?' She though,

But she knew he wasn't wrong there. She aways did feel highly aroused whenever she was ovulating. That sometimes it would be so overwhelming that she wasn't able to think straight. What was she going to do now?

"It's surly nothing to be ashamed about." He assured, "In fact; it complements you perfectly. You truly do look more exquisitely gorgeous when you are at the hight of your fertile peak. Making it all too alluring to resist for the both of us."

"At least I can!" Anne responded, "So lay off and keep you hands to yourself!"

"As you wish, darling." Loki complied, "Not one hand…"

And as soon as Loki removed his hand from Anne's body, he made a slight gesture by lightly swiping across the air without her noticing. Then suddenly, Anne felt the sensual touch of Loki's hand again against her back, then she felt another hand against her body, followed by many more. They were his hands, but they were outlined by a bright shimmering green aura around them. These were phantom hands; feeling up and heavily caressing each part of her highly heated body, feeling both shocked and aroused by the intense onslaught of it all. It was making her fired up within as she started to feel some of those same hands all over the bottom half of her body. She felt fingers rubbing against her clit and thrusting fingers in not only her lushful womanhood, but also thrusting into her tight backside as well. This made Anne really feel ashamed by the intensity that these phantom hands were bring to her body. But also making her unleash the primal and unbearable heated lust that she was so hard trying to repress. She gave off some highly sensual and heated moans and gasps of extreme pleasure, gripping the silk sheets with each title wave of ecstasy, right before burying her face back in the pillow to let out a howling scream as her body arched up and tensed up by the overwhelming pleasure. And Loki just smiled wickedly with joy at his little queen's lustful reaction. Anne gathered herself up just enough to turn her head from underneath the pillow and gave Loki a sharp and fierce look that she wanted to rip him apart for what he just did.

"Now don't act that way, darling." He said, "I did as you wished, I kept my hands to myself."

"But you cheated!" Anne accused, "You used your magic, it wasn't fair!'

Soon enough the phantom hands started to liven up again, making Anne jolt up in sudden ecstasy.

"Tell me something I haven't already been told." He said,

He continued to let his phantom hands roughly explore and grope her body until he took hold of her chin, and tilted her hazy and erotic flushed face up to his.

"I can remove the phantom spell and make it all go away, if you tell me that you desire me." He said as Anne was still being ravished by his phantom hands.

"Go fuck yourself!" Anne spat out,

"Not without you, darling." He cleverly responded,

After he started to grow slightly infuriated, and when he did the phantom hands started to respond to his heated state and started becoming increasingly rougher on Anne's highly sensitive skin and openings. One was even gripping her hair at the back of her head very tightly.

"Now, let's try this again…" He said while trying to compose his impatient rage, "Tell me that you want me."

Anne tried to resist as best she could. But with the constant assault of his phantom hands she couldn't take it anymore. She released a high a loud moan of ecstasy before nearly collapsing in the silk sheets covered in sweat and breathing heavily from the aftershock.

"Alright." She said in defeat , "I want you, I need you. As your queen I want nothing more than to please my king, by all means."

As soon as she made her plea, the phantom hands disappeared. But she wasn't out of the woods, not even close. Loki drew her body closer to his, enclosed in his embrace, and met him with that same wicked smirk he had during the duration of her phantom assault.

"Nothing excites me more than to hear my little queen in heat mewling and begging to her king to be satisfied." He purred at her while softly caressing her warm blushing cheek with his hand,

He then moved his hand from her cheek and cupped it at the back of her head. Her dark brunette hair flowed through his fingers as he drew her in for a deep kiss. Anne could deny what was happening, or what just happened still, all she knew that she needed to feed her lustful desire. Even if it meant indulging in the forbidden fruit with the serpent himself. As they were deep within their lustful kiss she trailed her free hand to explore his broad chest. She had never really felt him until now(except when she would try to push him off without success), the firmness of his muscles, the carved creases that were engraved all over his body, the feel of his flesh almost like velvet, and the feel of his own heat never felt so comforting. She wanted to push her body against his just to bask in his physical warmth, no more than a second later did Loki beat her to. He pushed her body heavily against to his; her small, soft, bronzed skin body was melded together with his bold, firm, snow white skinned body, providing prefect physical contrast. As the both moaned heavily within their heated kiss and embrace, Loki then took her one free hand that was exploring his body and lead it further down to where his harden manhood was. Anne let out a small gasp as she felt his exposed appendage right against her delicate hand. Another part of Loki that she hadn't really physically touched except when it was inside her.

"Do it." He whispered, "embrace me, caress me, soothe me with your blissful touch."

Anne couldn't help but comply, she firmly took grip of his manhood, and slowly slid it up and down within her grasp. Making Loki moan and whisper praises as she soothed him. She then felt his hand on the back of her head gripping her tightly as well. She knew all too well what was to follow next, so she instinctively lowered herself willingly down his body before he forced her down, like so many other men have done with her.

"Clever girl." Loki delightfully purred, "You know just what to do."

As much as Anne didn't want to go through with everything that's just happening, she knew she had no choice but to just give in, even if it's just one night hopefully. As soon as she was down to his torso, Loki shifted from his side and was now sitting comfortably upright against the silk cushions. Now he was facing his beautiful queen, with the same blushing lust filled face, ready to take his manhood in a new and delicious way. Anne was now up close with the same divine, godly, enlarged manhood that fucks her every night in attempts to impregnate her. As Anne was holding the engorged member in her hand, she couldn't help but look up to see Loki, with that lustful, hungry look in his icy blue eyes as they stair right back at her in anticipation, with still his one hand griping the back of her head as before.

"Go ahead, darling…" he purred, "Take a taste of something more sinfully sweeter than you have ever had."

As Anne held back the slight nausea that was coming up, she took hold of the base, closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and lowered herself onto him. But then was suddenly jolted out of her trance as she felt the tight grip on the back of her head as she was pulled up.

"And remember…" He cautioned her, "If you bite me, I bite back much harder. Understand?"

Not wanting to be told twice, Anne gave a small nod and was lowered back down to his groin. The smell of his natural musk assaulted her nostrils, but instead of it being repulsively foul she actually found it to be overwhelmingly pleasant. Like she was at the base of a mountain in a deep, heavy misted forest, with the smell of the wet earth, pine needles, and fresh dew drops consuming her. Then she brought her tongue to the sensitive, firm shaft and gave it a slow and enticing lick, right up to the tip with a single droplet of his seed seeping out of the opening. And once again to her surprise the taste of him was just as pleasant as the smell. All of this made the fire of her lust burn just as boldly as ever, heating her up with intense passion. Then in almost an instant she took the same glistening tip right into her mouth and started to motion up and down as she consumed him and pleasure him with her mouth. Anne knew just what to do; trying to keep a slow and steady pace, keep the back of her throat closed, and breath through her nose. Even though she kept her eyes closed she could once again hear Loki moaning softly and whispering praises as she was sucking him. HIs hand was still griping the back of her head, hoping that he wouldn't push her down and nearly choke her(like most have). Still she kept a slow and sultry pace, sucking lightly while keeping a light grip at the base. Then she felt the grip at the back of her head grow tighter again, motioning her to pick up the pace just slightly. Anne complied by following the increased pace and started to suck a little tighter, still hoping that he won't choke her and ruin the moment. But Anne couldn't get enough, she was taking too much pleasure in this alone by the overwhelming and sweetly divine taste and feel of him absolutely consuming her. All while Loki, with his head tossed back against the silk cushions, was highly enjoying how his bronzed skinned queen was orally pleasuring him. He could almost feel that he was coming close, and knew he didn't want to waste his seed in her mouth. So her quickly pulled her off and threw her back on to the other side of the bed, once again lying belly down with Loki quickly mounting her. His fully erect member ready to spear her weeping and welcoming opening between her legs. All while Anne lustfully bit her bottom lip and gripped the sheets while Loki loomed over her, feeling his hot breath on her flesh, delightfully waiting with anticipation for his next move. Then he wrapped his arm around her waist to brig her up on her knees, and moved closer behind her ear as her heatedly whispered to her:

"Beg for me my darling. Beg for your king to ravish you, beg for my seed to be embedded within you!"

With her head heavily hazed with heated lust, Anne complied:

"Yes! I want you to give me everything! I want you to make me reach for the heavens and beyond."

Again, her sultry and seductive pleads made him smile with such delight, he then trailed his hand down her back, slowly as to tease her, then finally coming down to her womanhood as he slipped his fingers inside. Making Anne moan softly and passionately from it.

"So warm, and so lush." He purred in her ear,

Then he slid his fingers out of her and placed the hot blunt head of his member deliciously against her opening before pushing into her without resistance. He then gripped tightly on Anne's hip and started to thrust slowly within her, making her moan softly as he did. Loki couldn't have been more delighted to see his mortal queen give into her lust for him, he was more than sure to get her pregnant with a son soon enough. This excited thought made him thrust faster and harder within Anne, making her soft moans grow into lustful screams. After a few moments in their heated primal position, Loki withdrew himself from Anne and grabbed hold of her to where she was now on top of him. With his sleek manhood positioned ever so near her opening. Still in her lustful haze, she was once again face to face with the god of mischief in her new dominate position.

"Thought I might give you the chance to have a little fun for yourself." He said, "Now, why don't you go ahead and take the reins of this wild stallion."

Once again, his sexually contented words made Anne blush yet another deeper shade of red, making Loki chuckle delightfully at her bashful response. Loki then placed one hand on her hips, and used the other to guide himself into her once again. Making Anne gasp with delight and surprise as to how deep he was now in this new, yet familiar position. And just then he began the rock her hips slightly onto him, going into her more deeper and hitting harder within her. All while Anne continued to let out lustful moans and lightly clawing at his chest, even more so as she saw the heated lustful arousal on his face as he made her ride him. It wasn't long until she made herself rock back and forth in perfect rhythm willingly, and from there picked up the paces. All the while they both looked into each others eyes at their wild and intense wanderlust state that embodied them completely. Filling the room with the sounds of their loud heated cries and moans as they continued on. Then Loki's hands moved from Anne's hips, right to her heavily heaving breasts and grabbed ahold of them. Making Anne throw her head back by the feel of his tight lustful grip that he had placed on them. He then lifted himself up to her breast and took one of the dark coloured nipples into his mouth and began to suck and bite on them with lustful hunger. Making Anne moan even louder as he bit down hard. Soon they we're both in a sitter face-to-face position, covered in a sheen of perspiration from their heated actions, with Anne's hands now at the back of Loki's head, and Loki's now with his arms around her waist as he continued to thrust harder and deeper within her. He then flipped her on her back with a wild force, with her leges wrapped around his sculpted hips, and he on top of her holding his body at arms length as her continued to thrust harder. He then took one hand and wrapped it around Anne's neck, and brought his forehead close to hers as they both moaned and shout out profaned praises at such a loud volume. Then suddenly and at the same time, both had reached an extraordinary climax together in their tight and lustful embrace. Both panting heavily and catching breath from the over exertion of their sexual marathon. Loki then gave Anne one final deep and lustful kiss before rolling over onto his side, and once again placing her in the same post-conception position. Before Anne could even really comprehend over what just happened, exhaustion and fatigue swept through her body and no sooner drifted off into a deep slumber.

To Be Continued…