“Princess, is there anything you want to know about me? I give you my word of honor that all of my answers will be truthful my life is an open book to you alone.”

“Wow, so now that you are putting me on the spot, I can’t think of a one . However, I would like your word of honor on all things you hold dear, that you will not use magic on me unless you ask first.”

“Princess, I give you my word of honor that I will not use my magic on you, including the ability to change the way I look, unless I have asked you first, in fact if you wish, you can always see me as I am, and when I duplicate you will always know which one I am. But I reserve the right to use it if you are in danger.”

“Fine if it’s life threatening then you don’t need to ask.” She smiled.

She shifted positions to lay with her head on his lap. Looking up at him, all she could think about was exploring his body. Looking down at her as he ran his fingers through her hair, he had the same thoughts. He caressed her side and slid down to lay next to her on his side situating her head in the crook of his arm. Running his fingers through her hair he tucked a loose strand behind her ear, cupped her cheek and began ravaging her mouth. His other hand making it’s way to her leather clad breast. His fingers making quick work of the laces. Her heart was racing he kissed down her neck leaving a few nips here and there, her breath hitched as she tangled her fingers in his hair. She felt the cool sea air on her chest, as his breath reached her breast, she had goosebumps. When his lips grazed her nipple she began to lose control. Her hand grasped the back of his neck holding him in place as his mouth engulfed her nipple. Soft moans left her lips as he nipped at the now hardened pebble. As she relaxed her grip he kissed across her chest to the other one, and gave it the same attention. “Mmmm you are as delicious as I had anticipated, I wonder how much more you can take.” She responded by nipping at his collar bone and the base of his neck. The sound of him gasping and a emitting low growl were music to her ears. “Princess, we may want to take a break here, because if we continue there may be no stopping where this goes.” He breathed in her ear.

“Stop talking” she responded in his ear. Her hand slid to his shoulder slipping off the coat. She was thoroughly enjoying the way his raven hair contrasted with his ivory skin. She trailed her hand across his cheek down his chest to the top of his pants.she moved to undo the zipper and Loki’s hand encircled her wrist. He looked into her eyes, and without saying anything gave her a look that said if you continue I will take that as consent. Letting her hand go he moved to lay on top of her, propping himself up on his elbows. She could feel his cock getting harder against her thigh. Loki began to grind on her, with each stroke she got wetter for him. She placed her right hand on his waist, the left began to rake his back with her nails. They were both panting hard, she whispered to him “with my shoulder I’m going to need help getting this off.” She indicated the rest of her clothes. He smiled and leaned back on his heels as he slid her pants off. Once off he couldn’t believe how beautiful her body was. He dragged two fingers against her wet aching entrance.

“Mmmm this is better than I could have ever expected, you are literally dripping and I have barely touched your body.” He slid his fingers in the wetness, and began circling her clit with his thumb. He smiled watching the pleasure wash over her. He took a few minutes to watch her writhing wanting body. He slid the two fingers into her. “Gods my love you are so tight.” His thumb rolling over the bundle of nerves. She felt the need to cum

“Gods Loki you’re fingers are amazing” she panted out “I’m very close…”

Removing his fingers and sucking them clean he smiled at her…”you are so sweet and delicious love.” Loki ignored her whimpers as he left her empty. Removing his pants he took his ample hard cock in his hand, stroking it “Is this what you want?”

“Yes” she gasped.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, you fucker, let me feel that cock pulse inside me…”

“Ooo did you just call me ‘fucker’ because I think you can do better….”

“Yes, my prince, I would very much like you to put that to good use.”

“Getting closer…”

“By the nine realms Loki, please?!?!??

Placing his tip at her dripping entrance. “Loki my King please ruin me for all men…”

He pushed into her agonizingly slow. Then gave her a few minutes to adjust to his size. A rush of euphoria washed over her she lifted her hips to meet his. They moved in unison, her nails digging deeper into his back. Their mouths connected in passionate kisses. In between kisses she nipped at he base of his neck, causing him to moan.

“My gods Loki… I….” She stammered.

“Princess you are so tight around me I’m close…” He breathed.

“Cl… oh my gods…my…. LOKI…” she screamed his name as her juices flowed around him drenching his cock. The feeling pushed him over the edge, with a few more sloppy thrusts he filled her with his release, his low growl filling her ears. He rolled off her and laid on his back, and pulled her limp form to his side. They lay there panting for a few minutes.

“Princess, I could just lay here for the rest of time and be perfectly content. You are more than I ever expected. I am falling for you very hard, not in many decades has anyone had me feeling the way you do. You have always understood me like no other…” then quietly “I’m sorry if this is too soon for you, but I Love You, don’t feel obligated to say it unless you feel the same.” He kissed her forehead.