Chapter 43
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Loki lips trailed kisses down my jaw, my neck. I roll my head back, granting him better access, a moan escaping my lips before I could stop it. Loki warm solid body caged me against the door. I could already feel his rock-hard cock poking into my thigh. Gods, he felt good. I let my hands snake under his jersey, fingers skimming over the ridges of his muscles. Everywhere we touch, sparks ignite. I squeeze my thighs together in an attempt to soothe the ache building in between my legs. The anticipation alone was killing me.
“So impatient, Baby girl,” Loki teases, smirking into my skin. Cock bastard. I dig my nails into his flesh, dragging them down his abs. He growls, biting into my bottom lip as payback. A mixture of pleasure and pain pulsing through me. Loki hands trailing down to my arse, squeezing gently. I gasp. Jumping up onto his torso, my legs wrapping around his waist. He groans, his lips locking with mine once more, tongue darting into my mouth. I kiss him back with equal fierceness. My fingers tugging at the fabric of his jersey in silent demand. Loki smiles into my mouth but obeys, pulling it over his head. I fumble to help unfasten his shoulder pads before tossing them onto the floor. Then my lips finding his again, our kiss hard and rough.
Loki removes me from the door, carrying me up toward his room, our lips never parting as my hands exploring wildly over his hot skin. But, gods, I wanted more, needed more I couldn’t seem to satisfy the burning desire in my blood.
Loki wasn’t gentle as he thrust me onto his bed. I tried to grab for him, but he shoved me back down hard. I whine in protest, sitting up on my elbows. My core burning with need, letting my eyes roaming over every inch of his muscular tattooed frame. Loki smirks at me, kicking off his shoes.
“Your already wild for me, and I haven’t even touched you yet,” Loki taunted, his voice deep and husky. His piercing black eyes were darker than I had ever seen them.
“A girl likes what she likes,” I purr, playing with the zip of my dress, just above my breasts. Loki eyes drop to my fingers with unyielding focus, his tongue darting across his lips. I smirk, dropping my hand back to the bed—Loki groans in protest.
Suddenly his hands wrap around the ankles of my boots, tugging me roughly. I squeal. As my body is pulled down the bed, making me fall flat on my back. A part of me loving how he could so easily throw me around. Loki wedges his knee between my thighs, forcing my legs to spread for him as much as the dress would allow. “Loki,” I beg, my eyes rolling back into my skull. His lips graze my skin, just above my boots, his hands tauntingly slow drag down the zips.
Impatiently I reach for him, needing to fist my hands through his dark hair. “No,” Loki growls, his voice filled with authority. As he pushes me back down hard. I huff out a frustrated breath of air. His piercing black eyes glance up at me as he sensually removes my boot. “Hands above your head. Now,” He orders, his voice promising consequences if I dared to disobey. I bite my lip. Warning bells chiming in my head. I ignore them. I was not the type of girl that followed orders, and he knew it. I did what I wanted when I wanted consequences to be dammed. Fuck his orders.
Slowly, oh so slowly, I raised my hands. Loki snarls like a wild beast about to pounce. A warning. I gasp, my hands falling to my sides. Quicker than should have been possible. He grasps my other leg, hard enough to bruise and bites into the soft skin of my thigh, vigorously. I crying out, squirming, but Loki grip holds firm. Then as quickly as he strikes. He realises my sore skin from his teeth, his tongue stroking over the sting. I whimper, my hands gripping into the sheets.
“Next time, do as you are told,” Loki smirks, finally removing my other boot. “Hands above your head,” he repeats his command, voice disturbingly calm. Quickly I moving my hands into place. It should have scared me. How dominating and demanding he was. And yet, in my sick messed up head. It only excited me more. I was a brat. I needed a real fucking man to keep me grounded.
I groan as Loki drops to his knees before me. His lips travel up the inside of my thigh, kissing and nipping the sensitive skin. I arch my back, my body trembling with anticipation. He inches closer to the place I desire him most, his hands forcing my dress up around my hips, exposing my red lacy panties to him. My breath catches in my throat as I feel him between my legs, his hot breath tickling my skin. He groans, hooking his fingers around the thin fabric of my panties, pulling them down and tossing them to the floor.
Loki’s tongue descends on my core, tasting me. “Oh god!” I gasp out. My hands tangled in the sheets, legs forced wide by his board shoulders. I moan uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through my body. I glance down at him, swearing under my breath. His tattooed arms wrap around my thighs, flexing. It was the best view I had ever seen. He was so fucking hot.
I squirm and thrash under his grip, forcing myself to keep my hands above my head when all I wanted was to tug and pull at his hair. I was so close to release, but before I could, he pulled back. I sigh in frustration, arching my body begging for more. More. More. Loki smirks at me, licking his lips. I force myself to stay still, my eyes roaming down his toned body to his manhood, clearly viable in his tight trousers. It looked huge! I bite my lip hard, using all my willpower to stop myself from touching him. “You want something?” Loki teases, grabbing himself.
“Loki”, I beg, my legs trying to curl around his hips. He smirks, pushing them back down roughly. I whimper, my core throbbing with built-up frustration. He ignores my request, his hand reaching for the zipper of my dress. His finger brushing my skin, Goosebumps erupting from his touch. I arch my back, pressing my breasts up, begging to be touched. He chuckles, “I like you like this, begging for my cock like my own personal little slut”, Loki provokes, pulling the zipper down to expose my red lacy bra.
“I’m not yours”, I shot back, challenging him. Oh, he didn’t like that. His black eyes narrow, his jaw clenching. “What’s the matter, baby?” I tease, pushing my luck. I had a fucking death wish, the way he was looking at me. Like Satan himself had taken over his body. It was sexy as hell.
Loki rips my dress open, shredding the fabric away from my body. I gasp, shrinking back from him. but Loki wasn't done. He pulls at my ankle, flipping me onto my stomach as he drags me back to him. His hand was gripping my hips, forcing me onto my hands and knees. I whimper, my body shaking so bad, I could barely support my own weight. My bra pops open, leaving my breasts exposed my nipples tight. Loki other hand grabbing a fist full of my hair tight, forcing my head back. I moan like a fucking slut, my pussy dripping with heat. Loki presses his rock hard package ageist my ass, the thin fabric of his trousers not enough to keep me from feeling every detail. Fuck. It was so much bigger than I realised. There was no way I could take it all. He would surely rip me in half.
I moved my hand between my legs, desperately needed to touch him. But before I could, Loki caught my wrist, forcing it back in front of me. He slapped my arse. Crack. My body jerked forward. A burst of pain shot through me, blooming from my butt cheek; I squeal. “I told you to keep your hands there,” Loki growled. The pain mixed with pleasure, and my body set alight, somehow even hotter than I had been before.
I whine, backing my arse ageist him. The soft fabric soothing my sore skin. Loki's cock pressing to my core, I grind my hips ageist him in silent demand. His hand slips between my legs, stroking up and down my slit. I push back into his hand, moaning excitedly. He grants my wish, sliding two fingers inside of me, easily finding my G-spot. I scream out, arching my back. His fingers moving fast and hard. Within seconds I’m crying out as my first orgasm rips through me. My body trembling violently. Loki mouth presses to my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine. “You are mine”, he declares, moving his fingers out of my pussy, before pulling his cock from his pants. I gasp as the hot tip rubs ageist me, pushing between my legs.
His cock was a monster, longer and thicker than any I had felt in my life. Excitement and panic fill my head. “Loki, wait!” I squeal, pulling away slightly. My breath was coming short and hard. “I can’t. You’re too big,” I whimper. He chuckled, his hand gripping my hip, pulling me back toward him.
“You can take all of me, baby girl...Every single, inch,” He promised, tugging on my hair, forcing me closer.
“Loki”, I beg, my body trembling with anticipation. I felt him line up his rod with my core, pressing the tip into me. I gasp, my eyes rolling back as he thrusts the first few inches into me. I almost explode. It felt so fucking good. Pleasure mixed pain, like fire and ice as he stretched me. I arch my hips, sliding myself back onto his thick cock further. “Fuck”, I moan.
“Good girl”, Loki groans, pulling out of me before thrusting back in. I scream, my vision blurring as I somehow take more of him. He moves his hips, fucking me with his monster cock. Stretching me till I’m taking every fucking inch. My body trembles around his length as he fills me. Pushing hard ageist my back wall. Immediately my body is overcome with pleasure, and I climax hard. My pussy squeezing his cock as he thrust into me again and again. “Loki!” I scream, my orgasm rolling into another. I bite down on my lip. My hands fisted in the sheets.
“You’re so fucking perfect”, Loki grunts through clenched teeth. Thrusting into me faster, his hands exporting my arse, my tits. I couldn’t concentrate on what he had said. My body so overcomes with pleasure, with being so completely full. I moan uncontrollably, my body on a whole new level of ecstasy I never knew existed. It was world-shattering. fuck, after this, sex would never be the same again. I was his—body, mind and soul.
I peer over my shoulder at him, needed to see his body connecting with mine. I was not a disappointment. He was coated in a layer of sweat, his hands gripping my hips as he thrust into me, arms flexing. He was the sexiest man I had ever seen. Rough, manly and muscular yet... beautiful. His impossibly black eyes locked on mine. “Fuck”, He panted. And just like that, Loki started, really piston in and out of me. I scream louder, falling down on my forearms, arse in the air. Forcing him in tighter, his cock reaching new heights. I gasp for breath as yet another orgasm punches through me. I knew Loki was close, his movements becoming desperate, balls slapping ageist me.
“Please, Loki, cum for me,” I beg, squeezing my pussy around his thick cock. Making him groan and hiss in pleasure. He slams into me once, twice, then one last time, crying out in exultation. His manhood exploding inside of me. I could feel it throbbing and pulsing inside of me as he filled me with his hot cum.
After a few moments, he begins to soften. He slides out of me with a groan, collapsing on the bed beside me. Both of us breathing hard. I glance over at him, my body still trembling. A sexy lazy smile spreading across his lips, his arms curling around me, pulling me to his chest. I snuggled into Loki, his scent mixed with sweat, somehow even more addictive.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” Loki asked in a proud possessive tone. His fingers stroking down my back, my sides. In slow, tentative circles.
“Mm,” I mumble, smiling into his chest. I was honestly surprised by how good it had been. I had always assumed that sex with Loki Morganstar would be quick, hard and fast. He didn’t strike me for the type to bother with foreplay. Yet that was so far from the truth; he had been fucking incredible. Everything from his cock to his hands to his lips had been mined blowing. I felt giddy even thinking about it. Since we were kids, I had been sweet on Loki, and he was my brother’s arsehole friend. I never thought we would actually ever get naked together. But now that we had. I wasn’t sure how I could ever get enough. I was defiantly in trouble.
