The Witch He Loved

Chapter 33

His face settles into a seductive smile as my traitorous body tightens a round him still inside me. 

I keep my eyes fixed to his, anticipation swirling around my chest as he pulls out of me, he lowers me back onto the ground gently before leading me further into the room, stopping us beside his bed. 

He drops our eye contact as he looks down my body. 

"You look beautiful in the dress love but I'm afraid it's getting in the way" He flicks his wrist in my direction, my clothes vanishing and leaving me bare. 

He circles around me slowly, stopping when he's behind me, he doesn't touch me as he speaks again, my anticipation growing. 

"Do you remember what I said would happen if you teased me like that again?" His voice is low behind me and it sends a shiver skittering across my skin. 

"You said next time I teased you like that I wouldn't be able to sit down without thinking of you." My voice trembles but we both know it's not from fear. When he takes control like this I can't help but fall into the submissive game. 

"Very good Love, although perhaps I should be a little more lenient, you were so impressive to watch in the throne room and I'm feeling generous. What do you think?" It's a trick question. 

"Whatever you think is best" He hums in response, pressing his body against mine. I can feel his bare chest against my back but my attention is on his erection as it twitches against my bottom, he must have gotten rid of his clothes, I see his hands come around my face before he wraps a blindfold over my eyes. 

"Get on your hands and knees on the bed" 

I bite my lip as my fists clench. I move forward, getting on the bed and settling into position. 

I don't hear a sound but I can feel the bed dip behind me, he pushes my legs open and a finger slides through my folds, a quiet moan falls from my lips. 

"My my, are you looking forward to this? You're soaked." 

My cheeks flare but the words die on my throat. I nod at him but realise my mistake as his other hand slaps down hard on my ass. 

"Yes!" I call out, my body jolting forward before he pulls me back. 

"Don't forget the rules love, or do you not want to cum again?" His voice is laced with desire, my body rocks against the slow movements of his fingers. 

"Yes, I want to cum again." I groan. 

"We will see." His fingers move from me and I feel his cock rest against my entrance but he pauses. A hand wraps around my hair, pulling my head back so my body arches for him. 

"Count for me." He says quietly before his other hand slaps down on me again. 

"One." I moan quietly, he pushes into me but it's only the tip. 

"Two" I say as his hand comes down to the other cheek, my body tensing and he groans. 

"You have no idea how good it feels when you tighten around me like that." Pushing into me further but he still doesn't fill me. 

He slaps down again and my hands clench into the sheets. "Three." 

He pulls back a little before his hand comes down again but he pushes fully into me at the same time. 

"Four" My body starts to shake, the pain and the pleasure mixing together.

He moves in and out of me slowly as he rubs down the sore spot on my ass, the skin burning under his touch. He lets go of my hair and my head falls forward, his hand slapping down harder on the other cheek making it shoot back up. 

"Five!" My body jolts forward and then backwards quickly as I try to move against him, needing more friction but his hand grasps my hip and holds me still against him. 

"What do you want?" His voice is thick as his hips move slowly again. 

"I want to cum, please." I beg him, my body tightening. 

"You can cum when we get to ten, I think that's fair, don't you?" 

"Yes." 

I know it's the right answer when he starts thrusting into me faster, my body strains as I feel my orgasm building. 

His hand pushes between my shoulder blades, lowering the top half or my body to the mattress, I turn my head and moan as he quickly slaps my cheek before slapping the other side. 

"Six, seven." I'm panting now, my body tensing as I know I'm getting closer to release. 

His pace is torturous as I try to hold my orgasm back, his hand repeats the action, two more slaps sounding around us. 

"Eight, nine." Both of his hands grasp my hips as he thrusts into me, impossibly harder.

"Loki, please." I moan at him, my hands are fisting into the sheets, my toes are curled and my body feels tighter than it ever has before. I won't be able to hold it much longer. 

As if he hears me a hand leaves my hip and he slaps down once more, harder than the other times. 

I scream out as my orgasm crashes through me, his body bucking into me wildly. With one final hard push he stills inside of me, his fingers dig into my skin so hard I know they will leave bruises.

"Ten" I whisper into the sheets, his grip softens on me as he pulls out. I feel him lift off the bed behind before something tugs at the back of my head and the blindfold falls open. 

The room is dimmer now, I let my body lie flat as I let my eyes land on him, he's crouched down at the side of the bed so we are level. 

"Are you alright, Love?" Concern in his voice, maybe he thought he had pushed too far. 

I smile up at him while tiredness seeps into me. 

"I'm fine Lo, perfectly satiated." A yawn escapes me but he smiles back, leaning forward to peck me on the lips, my eyes stay closed as he pulls back. 

"Let us rest, it's been a long day." 

I hum at him as he rolls me and lifts, standing with me cradled to his chest. 

He climbs onto the bed before setting me down and lying beside me, pulling my back to his chest. 

My head rests on his arm and our hands clasp around my stomach, out legs tangling together. 

He kisses me just below my ear and a shiver goes through my body making him chuckle quietly. 

"Satiated indeed" His face buries into my hair and he breathes me in, his body relaxing. 

"Loki?"

"Yes Love?"

"What were you going to ask me earlier?" 

The room is silent as he pauses.

"Don't worry about that now, we can talk about it in the morning." 

I want to argue, my curiosity peaked but instead I just let out a content sigh as I relax against him. 

"Loki?" 

"Yes Love?" He grumbles against the back of my neck, clearly he's tired too. 

"I love you." 

His hand grips mine a little tighter before he kisses my neck again. 

"I love you too, Always."