Sorry that this chapter is so short. I started it last night, but decided my plan for the third chapter already so I had to make this one a little shorter. Thank you for reading!
"Like that is any of your business Loki," She jeers.
Surprisingly he smiles at her.
"Oh my sweet Eira," He says, taking a few steps towards her, leaving mere inches between their bodies. "You haven't forgotten about me have you?" He asks tracing his fingers up her arm.
She shivers under his cold touch. "Why the sudden interest, Loki?" she questions, "You usually ignore my existence. Let me guess, you know Thor wants me as his queen." She pauses to see his reaction. Hatred quickly fills his eyes before he lets out a soft chuckle.
"It kills you doesn't it Loki? That I was once yours and now Thor has me." She hisses, no longer afraid like she was during their confrontation so many years ago.
"Your words hurt me," He says, feigning pain and placing a hand over his heart.
"You can pretend all you want Loki, I know it drives you insane." She carries on.
He glares at her, "Please, Eira, if I truly wanted you, I would have you."
That hurt her. She stares silently at the God of Mischief.
"So you never really wanted me then? Since you were so quick to go after Sigyn. And what? Now that she's gone you think you can run back to me? Well let me tell you something, I love Thor!" She says authoritatively.
He gave her a devilish grin, "My sweet, darling little Eira, Thor could never love you like I have loved you."
She laughed, "You're right, Thor loves me much more than you ever could."
He snarled dangerously at her, grabbing her by the shoulders and pulling her close, "He could not, don't you remember, the first time we made love. I bet the two of you have not done that yet. He cannot please you like I can, Eira."
His temper calmed as he placed his head in her neck. She stood there, frigid and awkward. Loki was right; she and Thor had not shared that moment yet. She wanted to lie and insist that they had, but she knew Loki, the master of lies, would be able to tell she was not speaking the truth. She gasped as he gently kissed her neck, sending chills down her spine.
"L..Loki, stop!" She cried, trying to push away the god. He only became more aggressive, biting her neck as she struggled. He smiles against her tan skin.
"I missed you saying my name in pleasure, say it again my love." He whispered.
"Get off of me!" She yells, pushing against him with all her strength, but she could not overpower him. She felt his hand trailing down her body.
"S..stop it!" She cried, struggling, tears stinging at her eyes.
A sudden presence disturbed Loki's attempt.
"What's going on here?" A voice rumbled.
Loki stood up, straightening out his clothing. "Keep moving, Volstagg," He ordered.
Eira looked at Volstagg with desperate eyes. Loki turns around, staring Volstagg down.
"My lady, it is late, would you like me to escort you back to your chambers?" He asks, offering his arm.
"Yes, thank you." She replies scurrying over and grabbing onto Volstagg's arm. She avoids eye contact with Loki as they walk past him.
"Goodnight my sweet angel," he whispers, sending a dangerous chill down her spine.
Volstagg and Eira walked silently for a few moments before his deep voice broke the silence.
"Are you alright, My Lady?" He questions.
She keeps her eyes on the ground, "I'm fine. I am glad you showed up when you did."
"I shall alert Thor about what happened."
She slaps her hand to his arm, "No Volstagg, please! Don't tell Thor. You know how he gets, please, let's just keep this to ourselves."
He looked down, disapprovingly, "If that is really what you wish my Lady, so be it."
"Thank you, Volstagg." She replies gratefully as they arrive at her chambers.
"Goodnight my Lady, be safe." He says, holding the door open for her.
She nods, "Goodnight."
As she slips into her room there is nothing but darkness. She squints, trying to see where she is going. She fumbles around, tripping on unseen objects before lighting some candles. A soft orange glow filled the room. Eira freezes as she hears movement.
"Boo," a voice calls.
She screams out, turning around, ready to hit whoever had entered her room. Her wrist was quickly snatched by a strong hand. She lets out a sigh of relief as the familiar blonde presents himself.
"What are you doing in my room? Scaring me like that, what's wrong with you!" She hisses, still recovering from the panic that had filled her system. He laughed moving closer to her.
"I decided that I shall spend the night in here tonight. When I came in you were gone…Where were you?" Thor questioned.
Eira felt her heart rate increase, "I uhm, went out for a walk."
He seemed to accept that and swept her off her feet. She giggled softly as he dropped her gently onto the bed. He climbed onto the bed and laid beside her, letting his fingers run gently over her exposed skin. She listened softly as he muttered to himself. His warm breath tickled her back, unlike Loki's cold breath which sent chills down her body. She rolled over to face him, leaning up on her elbows.
"Thor, do you love me?" she questioned abruptly.