The Brightest Star

Chapter 15 - Desperation

(Kára's POV):
"Lady Kára, you look as though you have seen a ghost," Eydis spoke, making me realize that she had entered the room.

"O-oh, please forgive me, I must have been lost in a world of my own," I replied, flashing her a kind smile and removing my letter to Frigga from my dress. "Here, would you take this to the Queen?"

"Of course, but Lady Kára, are you sure that you are feeling well?"

I shook my head, "please do not fear, I am merely exhausted from the day. Thank you for bringing my dinner, I am hoping to get to sleep early tonight."

"Then shall I help you change into your nightgown now?" She asked, already making her way to my closet.

"Yes, thank you, Eydis," I smiled, taking advantage of the time her back was turned to try to calm myself from my confrontation with Loki.

She returned to my side with a light nightgown of sheer black lace and emerald green chiffon, she tied my hair back into a simple loose braid as I ate my dinner. Eydis then left my room with my empty plates and the letter, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Sighing, I decided to try to fall asleep, despite the anxiety running through my veins. But as I lay in my bed, unable to stop thinking about Loki, I knew that it was pointless to try to sleep.

I rolled out of bed and began pacing around my room, finally deciding that I needed to talk this out with Loki. I could not risk losing my position here, perhaps if I were to open up to him then he would retract his threat and I could feel safer about my position. I would do anything to keep this job, he needed to know this.

I tied my robe over my nightgown for a little more protection and teleported into his chambers, hoping that he would not be offended by my intrusion. He was lying across his bed with a book in hand when I arrived, his eyes flickering up at me as I materialized.

"Loki, please forgive, I merely came to apologize for my actions," I began to explain, carefully watching for any sort of reaction in his face. "I should not have overreacted when I caught you trying to read our correspondence, but I felt that those were private letters exchanged with your mother and I. She asked me to report about you in her strictest confidence and I did not want anyone else reading what I said. However, if you are truly that curious as to what I have been telling her about you, I would be happy to show you the letters myself or simply tell you what the letters will contain at the end of our lessons."

He cocked his head, tossing his book aside as he sat up, "and why the sudden change of heart?"

"I need this position more than you could know and I am willing to do anything to retain it. Besides, the letters are a report of your behavior and perhaps it is only right that you should know what they contain. However, I would prefer that you refrain from entering my room if I am not there with you, if that is a reasonable request."

"I really thought that you had the strongest constitution of any woman I have ever met, including that of Lady Sif, but it appears desperation can make a woman do anything. And here you are, catering to my every whim," Loki hummed, standing up from his bed and making me gaze down at the floor in embarrassment.

He then sighed, turning away from me, "I cannot continue with this charade, it was my fault. I am just filled with so much frustration and I have been taking it out on you. Do you have any idea what is like growing up in the shadow of your brother and then to find out hundred of years into your life that your entire life has been a lie and you could never have come close to becoming equal with him, no matter how hard you tried or what you did? Back when I was younger, distractions were readily available to me: magic, horse rides, women, literature, whatever I desired at my fingertips. And now I am stuck here like a prisoner, with books that I have read a million times, guards as my only companions, and you as my only woman. There comes a point when you wonder if being locked in a cell would not be any worse than what I have here."

"Loki, I am sorry, I did not realize," I spoke, my voice trailing off as I tried to comprehend everything that he was saying. How could I comfort a man whose past I knew virtually nothing about?

"Kára," Loki's bright green eyes flickered across my body as he took a step towards me, his predator-like advances causing me to freeze in fear. His hands tugged at ribbon holding my robe together and locked eyes with me as he let it fall to the ground. Unsure of what to do, I stood frozen and slightly chilly as he trailed his fingers down my now-bare arms. He then removed one hand to tilt my chin up then leaned down and placed his lips on mine.

My eyes widened and I pushed him away from me, "wait one moment, please. W-we can't do this!"

He tilt his head to the left slightly and responded, "why not? I am Prince of Asgard, I can do whatever I desire."

"B-but you are royalty, I thought that you could only make love to others equivalent to your stature."

"Certainly not, Thor would make love to the servants all of the time, why can I not do the same?"

"But I am not a servant!" I cried out, taking a step backwards to get away from him.

"My mother hired you to keep me company, you are essentially just a glorified servant," he replied, causing me to recall what he had said earlier. This position, my family's survival, depended on him and I could not let him have a reason to get me fired.

"I-I suppose you are correct," I gave in, taking a step towards him and trying to let go of my inhibitions. It was because of this family that I, nor any other members of my family, did not have to turn to prostitution and surely one man using me for his pleasure was better than multiple. Besides, it was unlikely that after all of these years I would magically come across a man who would want to make me his wife, so there was no reason to save myself.

(A/N): Ok so I feel obligated to put in a r*pe warning here so you continue to the next chapter and it will not impact your understanding of the story. (Also you can just skip it if you are uncomfortable with smut)

In response Loki cupped my cheek in his hand and placed his lips back atop mine, breaking them apart with his tongue. I felt a bundle of nerves in the pit of my stomach as his finger played with my nightgown, lifting the fabric up so that he could run his hands across my bare breasts. Wanting Loki to be satisfied with the sex, I let out a moan, hoping that he wanted to hear my pleasure.

This hope was justified as it seemed to encourage him to massage my breasts with more strength. I could feel his erect member rubbing up against my thigh through his pants as he desperately tried to feel any sort of friction. I pulled my nightgown fully off of my body and took his hand in mine, leading him the bed and removing my undergarments as I spread my legs apart as an invitation to take me.

He growled with lust as he climbed on top of me, placing kisses down my bare body, causing waves of pleasure to shoot down my body, despite the fact I was not doing this for myself. His clothes dissolved away with nothing but a flash of green and I could not help but admire his well-built body. He may not have had biceps the size of my head, but he had quite a well toned body and as my eyes traveled further down his body it only got more impressive.

He pulled my thighs further apart, lining himself up with my entrance before himself thrusting inside. I tried to repress my cry of pain, but it still came out as a whimper. Tears stung in my eyes, but I desperately blinked them back as I tried to cover up my whimper with a moan. This seemed to encourage him to thrust harder, turning my fake moans into real ones. As he continued thrusting warmth began to pool in the bottom of my stomach and my fingers grasped at his sheets.

I began to move my lips in sync with his, the pleasure cumulating. I felt Loki come inside of me then he stilled his movements, his breathing heavy. Looking me in the eyes, he pulled out and stood up from the bed. I nearly reprimanded him for not letting me come when I was so close, but I reminded myself that he did not care about me, it was only him satisfying his own needs. I stood up from the bed, redressed myself, and teleported back to my room, already feeling soreness spread throughout my lower body.

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(A/N): I debated putting this in or not for the longest time because I obviously do not want to paint Loki in such a bad light, but I eventually decided to put it in (and, you know, he's an antagonist so) Just remember kids, always wait for verbal consent before having sex (I swear, it's not going to ruin the mood you just want to be sure that both partners actually want it)