Daughter of Loki

Ch.42

I had probably tossed and turned for the tenth time that night when Nate turned on the light and sat up. I guess he hadn't been sleeping well either.

“Look I'm sorry Nessa. There's just things you shouldn't need to see." He sighed as he looked at me. I huffed still angry. “Nate I think I've seen more things in my sixteen years of life than what any person should see in their life time."

I leaned back against the head board and closed my eyes. “Nessa, stop now your being stubborn." He said getting irritated at me. I opened one eye and raised an eyebrow at him. “No I'm not." I have to bite back the urge to smack him in the brains.

He sighs, “I didn't want to have to do this..." I open my eyes just in time to see him pounce at me. I shriek as he pins my arms and legs to the bed and is now straddling me.

“Get off you fatty!" I wheeze hitting his hard stomach. Now it's his turn to raise and eyebrow at me. I finally calm down and he leans forward so that our nose are touching. “Do you forgive me, love?" I glare at him before reluctantly nodding.

“Good." He says before kissing me softly on the lips. I'm surprised and I relax against his body like play dough. I kiss him back harder and each time I do I feel tingles that shock me with electricity.

He lets go of my arms and they quickly find themselves tangled in his mess of hair. Nate pulls back and were both breathing heavily. His eyes are smouldering and I can see how bad he wants me, and I want him just as bad.

“Do you?" he starts to ask but I cut him off. “Yeah." I sound out of breath and I really am. He starts to softly kiss my neck and I gasp as the tingles start to get more fierce..........

(Sorry I'm really trying to keep this PG since it's too early in the morning for this BS, but if you want something then I'll ask a friend of mine to write something up and I'll post it to my profile.)

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I squint against the sun that shines across my face and roll over onto my belly. I grin as a heavy snore resonates from Nate's side of the bed. He rolls over and his big arm snakes around my waist and pulls me into his hard chest.

“Why are you awake?" he mumbles sleepily. I turn in his arms and snuggle against his bare chest. “Because it's morning now...." I mumble.

“I'm the King I get to say when it's- Shit it's morning?" he sits up with me in his arms and looks at the window. I squint at him in confusion. “Why does it matter?" I question him. He sighs, “We need to leave for Asgard. And right now we're late." He says lifting the blanket off of him.

I sigh and get up from the bed. I hear a groan from my right and see Nate staring at me longingly. I shake my head and run straight into the bathroom.

My shower was quick and Nate hopped in while I got dressed. As I slipped on a dress I think about last night and blush. We went at it for several hours and I was so tired right now. I slipped on a pair of sandles just as Nate came out of the bathroom.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash and when I turned Nate was already dressed. He slides his arm around my waist and pulls me gently to him. I rest my head on his chest and he rests his on mine.

For a few minutes we stayed like that until someone knocked urgently on the door. “My king everyone is ready like you asked." a female voice called. Nate untangled from me and opened the door to find a small servant girl.

“Thank you." He says with a charming smile. She beams up at him and curtsys before scurrying away. “My Queen." He says turning and holding out his hand to me. I smile, “I'm not the Queen yet." I reminded him as I walked out of the door.