Chapter 12

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After hours of talking, Thor finally stood up and with a stretch and a mumbled 'good night', he left the living room and walked into his private room. 

With a tight grip on my hand, Loki practically dragged me to our room. Whipping the door open, then slamming it shut, he pushed me up against it, our hands linked above my head on the closed door. I gasped in surprise. 

He pushed his body between my legs and I moaned when I felt the evidence of his desire. 

He caught my moan with his mouth, his tongue seeking mine. I tightened my fingers around his. 

"Mmmm..." he moaned against my lips, "I've missed you, love." 

"I..I..missed you...too." My breathing quickened when he began kissing my neck. 

"I have to be careful not to leave any marks," he said, nipping my skin. "Here, anyways."

I threw my head back as his mouth made it's way to my collarbone. 

"But here," he started, releasing my hands to rip my shirt off, "here, I can leave all the marks I wish." this was whispered against my nipple before he took the peak into his mouth. 

"Ah!" I clutched at his dark hair when his gently bit down.

I felt him smile, "Like that, did you?" 

I nodded frantically, wanting him to resume. He moved to my other breast. 

He grabbed my bottom and lifted me so my legs wrapped around his waist, then carried me to the bed. 

Lifting his mouth from my nipple, he tossed me on the bed, where I fell with a thump, before coming back over me, kissing down my chest. His mouth moved all around my torso, stinging bites followed by soothing licks. All I could to was pull at his hair and moan. When I tried to suck my stomach in or cover it, he looked up and glared. I had always been curvier, and having twins didn't exactly help. I now also had stretch marks. 

"Don't do that." he ordered. "You're beautiful."

"But the stretch ma-" 

He cut me off, "I love them."

"What?" I asked, what man loved stretch marks?

"As selfish as this may be, I see them as marks of my possession, these marks prove you're mine." he traced his fingertips over the faint marks, "I love the fact you bore me two daughters." 

I just looked at him, "As anyone ever told you you're insane?"

He smirked, "It's been mentioned." he began unbuttoning my pants. 

As crazy as his early confession sounded, it made me feel better. I didn't feel the urge to cover myself up anymore. 

"That's my love," he praised when I removed my hands from my stomach. He pulled my jeans down my legs and threw them on the floor.

Urging my legs apart, he shouldered himself between them, staring. "So pretty," he whispered, his finger lightly touching my clit.

I jumped, blushing. Loki had always been like this with me. Open and honest in bed. He wasn't one to snuff out the candles at night and make love under the covers.

I cried out when he pressed his mouth to me. As his tongue began to flick faster and faster, I could feel my body begin to tighten before I came with a sharp cry. 

After, I lay gasping, my chest heaving. As though from a distance, I watched him divest himself of his clothes. He then laid back on top of me, his amazing, lean body uncovered. 

"Look love." he pressed his cheek against mine, moving my face so it was facing to left. My eyes clashed with his in the mirror on the wall beside the bed. Had that been there the whole time?

He began nibbling at my jaw line, his eyes still holding mine in the mirror. "Look how beautiful you look. Your eyes bright; face, neck, and chest flushed; your hair a wild shock of dark silk against the sheets. You're positively glowing." his voice was husky, his breath heavy. 

I scoured my body in the mirror, found he was telling the truth. I looked wanton. 

He pressed his body into mine. I cried out in shock at his sudden entrance and tightened my legs around his hips and tried to move my face to kiss him. 

"No, love," he resisted, "eyes on the mirror." 

He began moving. In the mirror, I could see his hips moving, the sensuous thrusts becoming even more arousing with the visual. 

I watched in the mirror as my hands, which seemed to have a will of their own, dig into his bottom, most likely leaving little crescent marks. 

"That's it, love. Mark me." he growled against my throat. 

I moaned, the force of his thrusts intensifying. I felt my body clench up again, trying to pull him in deeper. 

"Faster," I whispered, my voice hoarse. 

"As my lady wishes." After that, all I could was hold on for the ride as his body pistoned in and out of mine, the room echoing with sound of our flesh meeting.

I tried to kiss him again, and once more, he evaded me, "No, love. I want you to watch. I want you to see your face as you come in my arms."

Seeing our bodies moving together in the mirror paired with his thrusts, were too much for me to take and I exploded.

Crying out his name, I thrashed. I dug my nails into his skin, my knees into his hips as I came for the second time that night. 

Loki's thrusts became even faster before slamming deep and with groan, he came, my name on his lips. 

He fell on top of me, gasping against my neck. I held him tight. 

I cried out when he gently pulled out of me, my body still feeling the tingles from my orgasm. 

He cradled me on his chest and I wrapped my arms around him. 

I was still facing the mirror, I could see how flushed I was, how wide my eyes were. I never thought I was beautiful, never even thought I was pretty. But here, in Loki's arms, I felt beautiful.

He kissed the top of my head. Nuzzling my hair, "Told you." 

I smiled, and propped myself up to kiss him, "Thank you." 

He chuckled, "I should be thanking you." he said, "I just got the best lay..."

I laughed, "Ah, you're so cute when you try to use Earth phrases." 

I squealed when he slapped my butt, "Woman, I am not cute. I am a sex-god."

I felt my eyebrows raise, "Oh really?" I questioned, moving so I straddled his waist, "Prove it." I sent him a challenging stare.

He smirked, and grabbing my hips, rubbed himself against me. "Gladly," He was already hard again, I moaned.

His smirk grew and with a jerk of his hips, he was inside me once more. 

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End of Chapter 12

Thoughts? Sorry if you guys didn't want a chapter that is purely smut, but I do what I want! ;-)

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