The Witch He Loved

Chapter 48

"Loki." I moan as he thrusts into me slowly. 

We had woke early and stayed in bed while talking about our wedding plans, considering it was a week away, until he had pulled me on top of him. We quickly got distracted. 

I lean over and we kiss as he keeps his thrusts slow. I wanted to stay in his arms all day, I loved this tender side to him as much as every other part of him. 

A knock at the door makes us both freeze but I feel myself clench at his lack of movement. 

"If we stay quiet they might go away." I whisper at him and he grins at me before moving again. 

"Brother, Sister. I need to speak with you." Thor's muffled voice comes through the door. 

I ignore him as Loki hugs me to his chest, his thrusts persisting. 

The door knocks again. 

"I wouldn't come in here if I were you Brother." Loki calls back.

"I'm sorry but- " The door opens and Loki flips us over so I'm hidden under him, I grab at the blanket and lift it to his shoulders. "Oh." 

Loki sneers over his shoulder at him. 

"Do you have a death wish? If you saw so much as an inch of her I will stab you." He hisses but it makes my body flush, he looks back at me with a smirk as I blush, knowing he can feel everything my body is doing. 

"I'll meet you in the great hall, be quick." He rushes out before the door shuts. 

"Insufferable oaf." Loki mutters. 

I put my hands on his shoulders and pull him into me, kissing him as he starts moving again. 

"I'm afraid we don't have much time, Love." 

"Then let's be quick. If he's rushed us for nothing you can stab him." 

He grins at me and I giggle as he buries his face into my neck but it soon turns into moaning as his pace quickens. 

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Loki and I walk into the great hall together, going over to where Thor and his friends are, Loki sits on a bench and pulls me onto his lap, putting an arm around my waist while I look at the spread of food.  

"What did you need us for so urgently that it required barging into our rooms?" Loki scowls at Thor while I take some fruit, cheese and bread. 

"We are going to Vanaheim. Father said you are to come with us." 

"When do we leave?" He asks while picking at the food on my plate. 

"Whenever you two are ready. The sooner the better, there are rumours of more marauders." 

Loki and I look at each other before getting up, our clothes changing into fighting leathers. 

"You didn't think to start with that when you came to our room?" I ask him while Loki and I walk out, the others catching up quickly. 

"In my defence, I didn't realise what I was walking in to." He grumbles from beside me. 

"Then you should listen to your brother when he warns you against entering our room." I scowl at him.

We make our way to the stables and I stand there awkwardly for a moment as everyone goes over to their horses, It had been a long time since I had ridden one. Loki leads a black horse out, checking the straps on its saddle before holding his hand out for me. 

"Come Love, you can ride with me until we get you your own." 

"My own horse? Why don't we just ride on a skiff?" I ask but walk over to him anyway.