An unconventional trio

"I like a challange."

Nova's POV:

My heart pounds in my chest, a frantic drumbeat against my ribs as I recall the sheer speed of my movement. The moment Bucky's head gave the slightest nod towards the bedroom, I was off, a blur of motion, my feet propelling me faster than I ever thought possible.

I know one of Bucky's favorite pastimes is undressing me, a slow, deliberate unwrapping, like a gift, but right now, I couldn't bear the wait.

Clothes flew off and landed in a chaotic heap on the floor before I was launching myself onto the bed, my gaze fixed on the kitchen where Bucky and Loki stood, their interaction raw and uninhibited.

Witnessing their intimacy, the way they touched and caressed each other without a second thought, was electrifying. I adore that Bucky doesn't shy away from letting me see this side of him, this vulnerable, passionate side.

Loki peeled away from the kitchen island, his steps deliberate as he approached the bedroom, Bucky a silent shadow following behind. I swear the blue in Bucky's eyes vanished, replaced by a black void of lust, his pupils dilated in a way that was both terrifying and intoxicating.

My body responds instinctively, a damp heat blooming between my thighs, a stark testament to the potent effect these two men have on me.

They stand before me, tall and imposing, their wide stances and crossed arms a silent promise of dominance. My insides churn with a desperate need for their touch, my anticipation a fragile, thrilling thing.

Loki's gaze meets Bucky's, a connection that speaks volumes before Bucky's voice, low and husky, breaks the silence. "You asked me what I want," he says, his words directed at Loki, "so, before we start... I want you to make her cum." His eyes shift to me, locking onto mine, and the words that follow send a shiver down my spine, "repeatedly."

My heart was pounding with excitement. Loki leaned in close to Bucky and whispered "You can at least make it a challenge."

I felt my core clench with anticipation. And when Bucky responded with a wicked grin, leaning close to Loki and whispered in his ear, I knew that something explosive was about to happen.

They both turned, their eyes settled on me. A smirk pulls at Loki's lips . "Now that, that's interesting." He whispers.

Loki moves towards the bed, reaching for the hem of his white T-shirt and pulling it over his head, discarding it on the floor next to my pile of clothes, and climbed onto the bed, covering my body with his. I felt a shiver of excitement run down my spine. His lips met mine, and his kiss was...soft and gentle, a slow seduction that made my hands instinctively reach for his hair. I could feel the heat of his body, the warmth of his fingers as they traced a path over my neck and down between my breasts.

Loki's touch was electric, and I couldn't help but moan into his mouth as he teased my nipples into tight peaks. His fingers were skilled, pulling and twisting just enough to send a jolt of pleasureful pain through my body. A squeal of excited approval escapes my throat, and he lets out a low, deep laugh. "Mmm...little one likes pain does she?" He asks and the only response I can give is a hum as my hips buck, desperately searching for friction. "Mmhmm..."

I can feel him smile against my skin as he gives my sensitive nipple another twist.

I find myself in the throes of an intense and overwhelmingly pleasurable experience. Loki's lips are on my body, moving from my mouth and down my neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. His mouth is warm and wet, and I can feel the heat radiating from him as he kisses and licks his way down my chest.

He reaches my breasts, and I can't help but arch into him as he wraps his mouth around one of my nipples. His tongue swirls and flicks, and I cry out in pleasure as he takes it between his teeth and pulls, just hard enough to send a jolt of pain through me. It's a delicious, intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain, and I find myself begging for more.