𝐀𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝕃𝕠𝕜𝕚'𝕤 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖

Round two

"Round two!" you say in surprise, yet you already feel the flutter of excitement shoot through you.

"I told you, darling, my appetite is insatiable. Even more so, now that I've had you" he grinned, "there is no sweeter feeling than when I'm spilling myself inside you, whether it be your beautiful mouth or your honeypot."

Loki continued smiling as he laid on top of you. His stiff erection already solid and twitching as it rested on your thigh.

"Honeypot?" you repeat, intrigued by this new name for your vagina.

"What, don't you like it? I think it's the perfect descriptive name for it. Your pussy is a place filled with sweet fluid that I love to dip into every chance I get"

You couldn't contain your laughter; you erupted in a fit of giggles, amused at his words. You absolutely adore it but couldn't help finding it humorous.

"I'm delighted my whimsical sense of humour tickles you, darling," he adds while attempting to contain his own laughter.

"See, you want to laugh at it yourself" you chuckle.

Loki concealed his reddening cheeks in the crook of your neck, hiding his own embarrassed expression.

"Fine, you are right. That was awful" he speaks in a low, muffled voice.

You were loving the sweet and funny exchange with him but wanted to make sure he could also express himself. "Loki, I love your words. Nothing you say is awful. Now come on, my honeypot is waiting"

He peeked out from beneath your long hair with a grin, then slowly traced your jawline with his finger. He leaned in for a kiss, holding onto your chin.

The fire crackled softly in the background, and as his passion for you grew, so did the intensity of his kisses. Your wonton cravings spiked, signalling your body to become moist. With your knees bent and legs spread apart, you give him plenty of room to nestle in between. You invite him in with your lustful gaze, yet this time he wasn't gentle.

With one quick powerful thrust he planted himself inside you. Your walls stretching to take him all in once again. You should have expected the feeling seeing as it was just moments ago he was inside you. But as he barged into you with force, it made you gasp aloud once more.

You moan and writhe under his repeated, powerful thrusts. And with every movement, the plush fibres of the rug brush against your skin.

His sweet drawn out moans collided with your wails, your combined sounds resonating within the shadows, as his mighty strength pummels into you. The friction burn now starting to sting.

"I'm going to cum again Loki" you shout in an attempt to be heard above his husky groans.

As he stared at you, Loki paused his jackhammering and breathed heavily. He exclaims, out of breath, "No, not yet!"

He suddenly lifts you up, your legs remaining wrapped around his waist and his hard cock still nestled deep inside you.

He stood up from the rug and headed towards the four-poster bed bathed in candlelight. You stopped for a moment to take in the room he had created, still in awe of the surreal mix of real life and fantasy. Everything about the setting, mood, and magic, felt like being in a scene from an otherworldly fantasy novel and you were living it.

You wriggled in excitement as he walked in the direction of the bed. You couldn't wait to lay upon the impressive piece, fit for royalty. But as you neared, Loki simply strolled straight past it and you looked at him in wonder, your eyes clearly showing your confusion.