by Shara Azod
“It is your home too, sweet. If you want it to be.”
Rainey whirled around to face Loki, her eyes fluttering as she struggled to make sense of what he was saying. “Home? If I…”
“I’m not an easy man, Rainey,” he started, taking a step toward her warily, as if he were afraid of spooking her. “But I swear to you, if you’ll give me a chance, I’ll show you what it means to be a goddess.”
She couldn’t help the grin as she launched herself into Loki’s arms. “Oh, Loki. I could care less about being a goddess or about any of this. I want to be with you. If that means we’re here, then so be it. I just want for us to be happy. Together.”
The green of Loki’s eyes flashed again with his emotion. The man might rarely give away anything in his expression, but Rainey realized his eyes gave away everything. If one bothered to look.
Then he enfolded her in his arms, squeezing her like he’d never let her go. Rainey pulled back to frame his face with her hands, finding his lips with hers. It was Rainey who deepened the kiss, intending to inflame him as he had her so effortlessly. Her seeking tongue met his in an almost brutal duel. The longer it continued, the more frenzied they both became.
Again, she found her clothing simply gone from her body. Never had she been so thankful for his powers and had a feeling she’d be welcoming it many times in the years to come. Hair-dusted, golden skin brushed against hers tantalizingly even as he touched her almost roughly. Rainey reveled in how excited he was.
When Rainey had made the leap from being wary of an unknown man to needing him with everything inside her, she couldn’t say. But she had. And it felt right. Better than anything she’d ever experienced.
Loki floated them to that huge bed, the air brushing her naked body like another lover. The sensation was so erotic it made her squirm. His touch was everywhere, squeezing, kneading, driving her wild with the exquisiteness of it. As a god’s touch should.
Loki was masterful, leading her unerringly toward the greatest pleasure she’d ever known. When his mouth found her nipple, Rainey cried out, arching her back just before he floated her gently to her back on the soft furs atop the bed. The second the bed was solid beneath her, Loki lowered himself to her breast, taking one ripe peak into his mouth. He suckled hard, flicking the bud over and over until she writhed, wondering if it was possible to come just from him sucking her breasts.
Fortunately, she didn’t have to find out. As if reading her mind, Loki slid farther down her body until he lay between her thighs, his arms wrapped around her legs to hold her open.
Just before he dipped his head to her creamy sex, Loki met her gaze with his vivid green, glowing eyes. “You’re mine, Rainey. Now. Always. Mine.”
All she could do was scream when he kissed her pussy. That clever tongue of his found her clit unerringly, flicking it until she screamed again.
In a rush, her orgasm overwhelmed her, roaring through her body with the force of a locomotive, leaving her breathless and trembling. But he didn’t stop. Loki pushed her continually, forcing her climax over and over until she wept with the pleasure. Only then did Loki move to cover her with his large, naked body.
Sweet God, how she loved the feel of him! So very different from her own smooth skin, his dusting of body hair abraded her tender flesh, but she loved every single second of it.
“I now claim you, Rainey,” he said, looking into her eyes with that uncanny, glowing, green gaze. “You belong to me, Loki, from now until we both depart for the next realm.”
And with that, he slid into her with a hot, slow, wet thrust.
Loki had never felt such all-consuming pleasure as he did when he joined with his lovely Rainey. Never having been one to forsake any pleasure, the realization was telling. It had been good in the limo, but now, having officially staked his claim on her, the satisfaction and need was nearly enough to make him lose himself.
Scratch that. He’d already lost himself. Going back to the carefree, fun-loving god he’d been was not an option. Not without Rainey. The need was undeniable, and he found he didn’t want to deprive himself of her company. Or her affection.
Then the haven of her body proved too much for thought. Loki lost himself in her, plunging himself into her until they both cried out in pleasure. Hers like the sweetest music, his the most brutal yell. Just as his cries were ripped from him, his seed was also torn from his body, filling Rainy with his essence and the child he’d come to realize he wanted nearly as much as the woman. Rainey also screamed her passion, milking every drop of seed he had to give.
“Ah, gods!” Loki cried as the spasms of his orgasm continued to assail him. “I love you Rainey! I do! With everything in me, I love you!”
Just as he registered what he’d said and thought to take it back, he realized how true it was. And there was no way he was taking it back.
“Oh, Loki,” Rainey breathed. “How? Because I love you, too. There is something inside me that is screaming this is so right, but we only just met.”
Breathing deeply, trying to regain his equilibrium, Loki said the only thing he could think of. “I suppose it’s written in the stars. And I have a little nephew who is fond of tricking Uncle Loki. Though, I have to admit, this is the best prank of all time. After all, it brought me to you.”
Her answering smile told him she felt the same. Which was good. Because now that he’d been tricked to her side, he was never leaving.
Epilogue
“How did I do, Grandma?” Thorn beamed up at his beautiful, golden grandmother, who beamed right back down at him.
How Frigga adored Thor’s little son. She was so very glad Jeanna had managed to talk her stepson into allowing him to age at a human rate. His pure heart and loving soul gave her and Odin so much joy.
“You did perfectly, didn’t he, Odin?”
“I couldn’t have done better myself.” Odin’s booming voice softened considerably as he smiled down at the latest addition to their family.
Well, no. That wasn’t true anymore. Now Rainey was the newest member, and soon, the child she bore Loki would be. A perfect baby girl... Frigga couldn’t wait to hold yet another grandchild in her arms.
“Remember, you mustn’t tell your mother or father,” Frigga gently reminded the little godling.
Despite having powers beyond what any of them had expected, Thorn was such an honest, respectful little thing. He adored his parents and told them almost everything. Of course, a boy had a few secrets he shared with only his grandparents, as well he should. They were the Supreme Leaders of all of Asgard, after all.
“Now, my boy.” Odin patted his lap, encouraging the little boy to climb up on his throne with him. “What do you think we should do to get your Uncle Baldur to his soul mate?”
Frigga let loose a delighted peal of laughter. Getting Thor together with Jeanna may have been her and Odin’s idea, but tricky Loki had been pure Thorn. She couldn’t wait to see what he had in store for her very own son. Oh, the next few years were going to be so much fun!