Thor's Hammer
Page 14
“I want you out of control.” Emma wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. “Please, Thor!” She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her nails scoring his back.
Grabbing her hips, he quickened his pace, thrusting into her deeply. He finally gave her what she wanted, what she needed.
“Yes! Oh, my God, Thor, I’m cumming!”
Thor rose above her, the muscles of his neck stood out as he threw his head back and growled her name. He stiffened above her as her muscles clenched around him, his hips jerked against her, his orgasm taking control. After a moment, he collapsed next to her on the bed and drew her into his arms.
He rested his hand on her rounded stomach and chuckled into her hair when the baby moved beneath his fingers.
“She’s a feisty one, your daughter,” he said, caressing her stomach. “Shall we name her after your mother?”
“What if it’s a boy? Can we name him after my father?” She yawned and snuggled deeper into his embrace, closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.
* * * *
The Norns stood over the large scrying bowl. After the water churned, then stilled, they watched for a moment as the two lovers slept in each other’s arms.
“She will go into labor in two months and sixteen days. It is unusual that a couple would choose to be ignorant of the child’s sex, is it not?” Verdandi asked, a slight frown marring her beautiful face.
Skuld smiled. “I think it is a wise decision that they wait. They await the event with more excitement if they do not know the sex of their child.”
“Or how many.”
Verdandi and Skuld turned to Urd, each of them raising a brow.
“You cannot make a statement like that without explaining yourself,” Verdandi said, receiving a nod of encouragement from Skuld.
Urd stared down into the scrying bowl. A small smile flitted across her face.
“She will have twins, gifting her husband and the Alfader with two beautiful daughters to fawn over.”
“What of Loki?” they asked in unison.
The water churned again, then settled to a smooth, glassy surface. Loki appeared in the glistening water sleeping, a frown marring his face as he unconsciously fought the sheets that wrapped tightly around him.
“He will never learn to love,” Skuld said, a sneer on her face. “He is too selfish and too pretty.”
Verdandi nodded her agreement. “He will die in a few short years. He will die an unloved, bitter old man. It is such a shame. He could have known such greatness.”
Urd kept her own council as she stared down into the bowl. The corners of her mouth turned up in a soft smile. “He shall meet his destiny.”
About the Author
Tianna Xander is the author of several paranormal, time-travel and science fiction romance novels. She loves reading everything from romance novels, murder mysteries and encyclopedias, to handbooks on solar energy. Tianna is the first to admit she spends far too much time surfing the internet and chatting with her online friends and critique groups.
Having written four novels and working on at least one more at any given time, Tianna still finds time for her family, friends and her many pets. She currently lives in Michigan with her husband, two children, a pair of cats, two big dogs and one occasionally terrorized Netherland Dwarf bunny. Her life is anything but boring.