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*This chapter does contain mature content*

"Of course I do," Thor replied, gazing into her bright blue eyes.

She looked aware, suddenly uncomfortable under his gaze. He touched her cheek gently, admiring her facial features. Her bright eyes, her feminine cheekbones, her full lips, he loved every last thing about her. Her sweet personality drew him in. He remembers a time so long ago when he once picked on his sweet Eira. He remembered how he would often send her fleeing to Loki's arms. He stared at her, he was lucky to have her and he knew it. He leaned closer to her face, kissing her lips softly.

"I love you more than you could ever know, my Eira." He said.

She tried to resist the smile that tugged at her lips, but she couldn't and she gave him a large grin. Thor pulled himself up into a sitting position. He stuck his hand into his pants pocket, pulling something out. Eira looks at him curiously.

"No peeking," his voice rumbled.

She smiled as he stuck his hand out to her, opening it slowly and revealing a small necklace. It was on a silver chain, with a small silver lightning bolt on the end.

She reached out, gently picking it up and examining it.

"Thor, it's beautiful." She whispered.

"Let me put it on you," he said softly, grabbing it from her and clipping it around her neck.

She touched his cheek, "Thank you."

He kisses her again, pushing her down. His fingers run down her sides and she shivers in pleasure. He removes his lips from hers, kissing and biting the tender flesh of her neck. She whimpers, grabbing on to his thick muscular arms. His finger loops through one strap of her night dress, pulling it off her shoulder, revealing more of her tan skin to him. He breathed in her scent, vanilla; he had always loved that scent on her. It calmed him and excited him all at the same time. He grabbed the other strap of her dress, pulling both straps off her arms and sliding the dress down to her wide hips, revealing her ample chest. His hands brushed down her bare skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps as she shivers from the cool breeze. He kissed down the valley of her breasts, receiving a soft moan from his lover.

He cannot please you like I can, Eira. Loki's voice echoed in her mind.

She nearly jumped from fright. Thor did not sense the change in her attitude; he was too engrossed in his task.

My sweet Eira, you now lay with my brother when you once laid with me.

She wanted to shout at Loki to stop, but she kept herself silent as Thor continued his assault on her body, biting at her soft skin.

Tell me, my love, is his touch as good as mine?

"It's better than yours," she said out loud, causing Thor to cease his actions. He looked at her questioningly.

"What did you say, my love?" He asked.

"Nothing, nothing," she said sweetly.

Loki's voice in her head had silenced, and she knew that he had left her mind.

She had been so engrossed in her thoughts that she had not noticed that Thor had removed his clothing, along with the rest of her dress. All the two were left in were their undergarments. Thor kisses down Eira abdomen, sticking his face between her legs, kissing her womanhood through her panties. She bit her lip, feeling anxious. She squirmed as his facial hair tickled her thighs. He looked back up at her, his blue eyes filled with lust.

In an instant she was completely naked. She gasped, embarrassed. Thor chuckled.

"There is no need to be embarrassed my sweet," he said huskily. With a swift movement he had both her arms pinned above her. Thor let his hand move down to her most precious area, slipping a finger in to the wet cavern.

"T..Thor.." She moaned out, squirming against his grasp. His breathing became rugged as he felt what soon would be his. He quickly removed the rest of his clothes, pressing his strong body against his lover's fragile one. The softness of her skin felt so magical against his rough hands. The sound of his name coming from her lips made him desperate. He wanted to devour her, show her that there was no one else for her, that she would need only him for the rest of eternity.

Eira blushed as she felt his large member against her thigh. His lips were close to hers. Their breathing was uneasy.

He smiled at her, "I will show you how much I love you, Eira."

She felt his tip at her entrance, her breath hitching in her throat as he pushed himself in. Thor buried his face in her neck, groaning in pleasure as he filled her with himself. She pulled her legs up, wrapping them around Thor's waist as he began to thrust into her. She cried out in pleasure, holding her arms tightly around her love. Her nails dug into his back, but he hardly noticed. He became more aggressive, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her head back. He attacked her neck, biting and kissing as she grinded her hips in to his.

The bed creaked under the pressure of their love. It seemed like hours before they had both finished. Thor collapsed beside her, covered in sweat. He grinned as he pulled her sweaty body close to his. He kisses the side of her head.

"Now, my love, tell me, do you love me?" He whispers in her ear.

She looks up at him. His stunning blue eyes, his boldness and strength, he had captured her heart.

"I do," she replied, received a heartfelt smile and a kiss before the two dozed off in each other's arms.

The next morning she awoke, feeling the warmth of her love. He was lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. It almost seemed as if he were glowing. Today was his day.

He looked at her, "Ah, so you have awoken," he says kissing her cheek, "I should be going, I must get ready for the ceremony."

She nods, pulling her naked body up out of the bed. She pulls on her robe as Thor dresses himself.

"I shall see you shortly my future Queen." He says grinning at her before giving her a quick kiss and closing the large door behind him.

She instantly began getting ready for the day. She started a bath, putting a variety of soothing oils in the water. She took off her robe, stepping in to the steaming water. She sighed as she felt her sore muscles relax. She quickly washed her hair and the rest of her body before getting out of the small bath. She heard a soft, frail knock at the door and quickly pulled her robe back on before scurrying to the door.

"Oh Fulla, hello," Eira said. Fulla was one of the maids Thor had assigned to Eira.

"Hello my Lady, Prince Thor has sent you a gift," She said handing Eira a box.

"Oh thank you," Eira said, taking the box from Fulla's hands, "I shall see you at the coronation."

Fulla bowed, "Yes, My Lady."

Eira closed the door, setting the box down on her bed. She slowly opens it revealing a deep red dress, the same color as his cape. She pulled it out of the box.

"It's beautiful," she says to herself, feeling the silk between her fingers. She quickly dresses herself. The dress looked stunning on her. It was a simple dress, but on the back there was a deep V that ended right about her rear. She put the necklace Thor had given her the night before around her neck and slipped on some shoes. She stood in front of her vanity, adding the finishing touches to her hair when another knocked disturbed her.

She groaned, walking over to the door and opening it. She froze when she saw who it was.