A/N: There is some light smut in this chapter but it's nothing too graphic. Just sweet, romantic kind of stuff. Otherwise, enjoy! 
                              
                              Somewhere in NSW, Australia; two months ago 
                              Erik held Amara close to him as he stood behind her, placing her hand into his own and whispered sweet nothings into her ear as she peered out to the ocean, the waves gently crashing with the pale and fine, trodden sand that felt like heaven to one's bare feet and onto the jagged layered shale that was situated near the shoreline. They were there as one with the quiet of the night and had the company of the several billions of stars that lit up the sky. A calming breeze danced through Amara's black shoulder length hair, that she had styled into loose flowing waves and even moved her pale blue chiffon dress; one like made her truly look like a goddess and complimented her complexion beautifully. He leaned into her and gently caressed the spot under her chin, soon pressing the most delicate of kisses onto her neck, slowly moving over to her jawline. She let out very soft moans, enjoying this moment of peace and serenity that the two of them finally managed to get now that they were on spring break, with this trip they took together being on of the best they've ever had. Everything was going smoothly and there were no delays or issues of any kind to keep them from relaxation. 
                              "Erik, please don't stop," she had pleaded with him, craving more of his touch. He was so gentle with her and made sure to take his time with her, wanting her to feel euphoric before receiving a bliss of his own. His hands began to slowly explore every inch of her body, taking there time on every dip and curve, loving how satiny her snowy skin felt to the touch. If there was a heaven, he had found it within Amara. To him, she was absolutely breathtaking; so perfect, minor flaws and all. He loved her unconditionally, that was clear for anyone to see. The more he touched her, the more Amara pressed her body against his and closed her eyes for a moment, allowing herself to get caught up in this burning desire to be consumed by her hunger for him. For her, it was such an insatiable thing every time her and Erik engaged themselves in this dance of passion-for he knew exactly what he was doing and damn, he sure was rather skilled at it. 
                              He was teasing her it seemed and as she turned herself in his arms, she pulled him closer and nuzzled her nose with his own, her breathing hitched a little and before long, her lips met his in a fiery passionate kiss; one that was filled with a desperate need for more than these gentle little touches of his. She wanted him in all of his glory, to be calling out his name as he made heartfelt love to her as he tugged on his hair and marked him up, making it clear that this man was hers. With no one but the moon watching over them, casting its light onto them and reflecting off of the calm quiet ocean onto the pier, Amara pulled them both down into the sand and piece by piece, removed his clothing before kissing down his body, occasionally making intense eye contact. She loved seeing the look of pleasure on his face when she would kiss those tender spots on his body; there was one on his neck and just under his navel, along with his inner thighs. Normally, she would have teased him a bit more and would bring to the edge of an orgasm but not tonight. Tonight, she wanted him now and she was going to have him now. She had slipped on protection and ripped off her pesky thong, lifting up the skirt of her dress before straddling him and kept her gaze locked with his the entire time, releasing a soft whimper as his length stretched her walls out. His hands held her hips and occasionally had slipped up to cup her breasts, massaging them with his thumbs rolling over her nipples; especially after Amara had lowered the top half of her dress, displaying her mounds for him to gaze upon. Her sounds of ecstasy were music to his ears and he gasped and moaned quietly the more she bounced on him, doing everything in his power to let her have her moment first. It was from here on out, that they ended up making love on the beach for hours on end-neither of them stopping until the other was fully sated. 
                                      
                                   
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Daddy's Little Princess
FanfictionA glimpse at Loki going through the many joys and struggles of fatherhood. From the pregnancy and beyond. (Mother's view is written from the readers perspective)
 
                                               
                                                  