I take a deep, nervous breath as the King's hand slowly travels between my thighs. I have longed for his touch for so long now that I welcomed it without hesitation.Loki: "Do you trust me?"
Me: "Yes".
His fingers caress me in a way that I never knew possible. It were as thought lust were pulsating in my very core and working its way through my entire body.
The sensation only intensifies the longer he continues and the sounds now escaping my lips seem to please him very much.
Loki: "This is what your body craves" he remarks as my body writhes with every motion of his greatly skilled touch.
My hands grasp the sides of the bathtub tightly, when a sudden wave of unfamiliar pleasure courses through me as though lightning had struck my body.
I almost forget how to breath for a moment while I come down and attempt to recover my senses from the unequivocal euphoria I now felt.
Me: "What sorcery was that?" I ask, still attempting to catch my breath.
Loki: "No sorcery necessary, my dear. That is what you are supposed to feel when you are intimate".
Me: "Surely such pleasure must be sinful?" I laugh.
Loki: "The only real sin would be to deny what your heart truly feels" he smiles as I gaze up into his eyes.
Once we have return to the bedroom, we lie down on the bed together and the King now seems more anxious than I do when I attempt to kiss him.
Me: "Am I doing something that displeases you?"
Loki: "No, it is simply that I have never...I have never laid with a maiden with her virtue still in tact before" he answers honestly.
Me: "Do you no longer desire to stay?"
Loki: "Of course I do, but I do not wish to hurt you".
Me: "You will not hurt me. I trust you completely".
He moves to the lower half of the bed, pulling me towards him slightly, he begins trailing tender kisses down my inner thigh that make my core tingle with anticipation.
Forcing my legs apart slightly, he unexpectedly pleasures me with his mouth. It is more personal and erotic than I had anticipated as I find my hand running through the back of his hair, encouraging him carry on.
I struggle to keep my body still as the sensation quickly becomes almost unbearable, desperately craving the same release as I had experienced before.
Then I feel him slowly slipping two of his fingers inside of me and although it is initially uncomfortable, I soon find that this only adds to the pleasure.
I can hear myself becoming louder when reaching my release. My one free hand reaching up, desperately gripping onto the pillow beneath me as he finally gifts me with another sense of sexual fulfilment even better than the last.
Loki: "You sounded as though you rather enjoyed that" he chuckles to himself.
Me: "I want more" I moan as his kisses move up my body.
Loki: "You are an insatiable woman, my pet".
I am beyond surprised when his hand slips beneath my neck and unclasps the necklace, tossing it aside as his kisses now meet my blue Jotun skin.
He massages my breasts while he positions himself between my legs. I can feel his hardness now pressed against me and I glance down to catch sight of how exceptionally large he is.
Loki: "Do you now see what a dangerous affect you have on me, Valanya? How much my body desires to be one with yours?" he asks while I feel him teasing my now sensitive entrance.
Me: "Yes, my King".
I steady my breath and ready myself to take him inside of me, uncertain as to how he could possibly hope to fit. He then grabs my waist, holding me in place while he enters me slightly.
It hurts at first and he slows down, having sensed my initial discomfort. I feel my body adjusting to his size while he gradually attempts to penetrate me deeper and deeper.
I breath heavily the further he goes, until I can see for myself that he is almost entirely immersed within me.
Loki: "You feel divine" he smiles seductively once he finally closes he gap between us.
He kisses me deeply and wantonly with his body pressed against mine. His hips pull away slightly before he thrusts back towards me, filling my once more.
He repeats this motion more and more until my body at long last accepts his full godly size that had at first caused me such discomfort.
The pain is replaced with pleasure as he quickens the pace of his deepening thrusts. He stifles our moans with his kiss and my nails dig into the skin of his back when my body nears it's release once more.
My chest heaves and I pull away from his kiss, screaming his name, much to his obvious amusement. I see the gleeful smile etched across his face knowing that he had satisfied my needs.
Unsure as to how much longer I can go on this way, I sense his body beginning to tense as he finally reaches his own sexual gratification.
With his last few glorious thrusts, he moans loudly, feeling his hardness pulsating as I am filled with his warmth spilling out inside of me.
Loki: "Did I hurt you?" he asks breathlessly.
Me: "It was uncomfortable at first, but then it felt good" I smile and he kisses me tenderly.
He slowly pulls away and collapses next to me, completely spent as I wrap my arm around him. He kisses my forehead and holds me close while I recover from the most incredible experience of my entire life.
Loki: "I love you, Valanya" I hear him whisper to me as I gradually succumb to exhaustion.
Me: "I love you, Loki" I smile weakly, moments before I finally drift off into a deep slumber.

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Servant of Jotunheim
FanfictionAs a half breed Jotun runt, Anya has always been an outcast and treated as if she were beneath everyone else simply for being born. Unwanted in her own realm, she is gifted to the King of Asgard by her own father Lord Surt and put to work as a palac...