Cold Fire 2 {sequel}

Chapter 4

[ Zania's POV ]

After a few long minutes of kissing and taking pieces of our clothings off, we both laid on the bed. Loki was over me, kissing me. My heart raced with joy and nervousness. I could tell Loki was nervous also. His hand moved slightly against my thighs and up my waist.

I nipped his lip softly.

Then I felt him slowly move up inside me. I shivered at the feeling.

He slowly thrusted his hips, sliding his strokes against me. My hands moved across his back, my nails digging into his back.

Loki's breath onto mine. He watched my face a few times, seeing me being satisfied.

Then after a few seconds, he started to buck his hips faster. His lips trailed down to my neck. I could feel his teeth against my bare skin.

I started to moan at the feeling.

He started thrusting faster and faster, and my nails dug deeper into his back.

He pushed even father, making me cry out.

His mouth continued to move against my neck. I bit my lip. I could feel the lower part of my abdomen begin to bubble up.

His name slipped out my mouth, and he seemed to love that.

Then finally Loki climaxed and as well as I did, and both of us let out noises of pleasure.

He leaned his head up to look at me.

"Love me more," I whispered. He smirked evily at that.

We continued making love, almost as if we never even got tired. Our bodies collided beautifully. I heard him growl a few times, which was a bit sexy.

He pleased himself, but he also pleased me. During it, I kept saying, "Love me" and "Love me harder" and what not and he obeyed. And he also kept telling me he loved me. His movements and our movements moved together as one. We fell more deeply in love with each other.

I woke up on Loki's bare chest. The curtians let in the light which glowed in my face.

I felt Loki's finger move gently up and down my side. I look up at him and see him staring at the ceiling. His jawline standed out more.

I reached up and touched it. I see him smile.

"Hello," I say.

"Hello," he says, stilling looking at the ceiling.

I didn't know what else to say.

Loki finally looked at me.

"You're very interesting when making love," he says. I laugh.

"That's a good thing, I'm guessing," I say.

"It is," he speaks.

I lean up and kiss him once.

"Same goes for you," I say.

He chuckles softly.

I look at the bed. I gasp and lean up.

Half the bed was black with burnt marks.

"What..." I trail.

"You let out a few flames," he answered.

The bed looked ruined.

"I did?" I ask.

"As I said, you're interesting when making love," he says. I look back at him and laugh.

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