"I told you not to touch her, I'm warning you Czar if I see your hands on her then I swear you would be history." The green in his eyes was flashing danger, he had found his courage again,
"You go out for hours to come back at night, I have a feeling you're up to no good." He pushes his hand away from his neck, "watch out, if she crosses paths with me then be sure I wouldn't hesitate to eat her up." He spits back but Loki is in the mood to throw punches at a certain Beta's face, he hisses before walking out on him.
"Orla, Orla!! Come here!!" He orders and she yelps in surprise, she moves to him and she wonders what is wrong this time, "I told you not to come out now did I?" His question makes her eye shift, she was so bored in the room and she just wanted to get some fresh air, but how would she explain that to him, "answer me!!" He yells at her and she jumps back.
"I.......got lonely......was looking for.......you...." She began to sob and it pierces his heart, she wipes the tears as they fall and he genuinely felt bad,
"I'm sorry, it's just not safe for you to be alone." He tries to pull her into an embrace but she is resisting, "I said I'm sorry...." She finally agrees and she places her head in his chest, constantly wiping her tears on them,
"You....you always shout at me......I don't like you anymore." She hits him repeatedly but he couldn't help the smile on his face,
"I'm sorry, I wouldn't do so anymore." He pets her hair, she was so sweet and cute but he noticed that there was something off about how she smelt. She smelt metallic. A rather strong scent, "come, we need to run a bath for you, you don't smell so good." It was familiar to him but he couldn't place his finger on it.
It didn't matter anyway. He just needed to make sure she was clean and smelling fresh. She is changed into new clothes and she finds it amusing to play with her own hair, Loki takes off his clothes and she is staring at him like a flat screen TV,
"Look away." It was hard Sharing a room with a woman that wasn't Sheila, anytime he wanted to change she would stare him to death, he had no idea if she was looking at his muscles and Liking them or she was just looking at how different he was.
She covers her eyes with her palms only to leave some space between her fingers so she could see him change completely, he scratched the hickey that was on his neck, his hair hid it well but he felt that his half brother would eventually find out about it.
He had a great time with Sheila, he finally had her in his arms, she was sweet and melodious, she was so shy but he helped her break that mold. The fantasies replay in his mind, her screams and moans, their emotional moments together. He regrets nothing.
He turns to Orla and sees the little prank she is playing, he throws his shirt over her face so she wouldn't see him anymore, even though she acted like a child he guessed she still had feminine urges.
Once he was changed, he takes his shirt off her to remove her hands from her face, she had the naughtiest smile ever,
"You must've been a real troublemaker, I can't imagine what the person that had you as a partner had to go through." He laughs a little, "time to sleep, how was your day?" He jumps on the bed beside her, and she immediately cuddles him,
"Boring....I missed you." The statement was more fluent than the others and he was glad, that means his spells were working and soon she would be back to her normal self,
"And do you remember anything yet?" He hoped for a positive,
"Rune......." It was all she had been asking of him, he had no idea what she was talking about, it was the only thing she knew how to say,
"Don't worry, I'll get it for you...." He was so tired, his mate tired him out and tomorrow was going to be a busy day, his eye were shutting but she was still staring at him,
"Goodnight Loki." She smiles at him, sounding slightly different, slightly mature but he was too tired to say anything, he thought it must be the fatigue but for a split second Orla sounded like a mature woman.
She sounded like royalty.
Three taps at the door and he is waiting for her command,
"Come in." She accepts the invitation and he walks into her room, an extravagant robe draped around his form, "so you actually came." She was more than delighted, she has been wanting him for a while now.
"You ordered me to come, so I had to obey my Queen." He locks the door behind him and he watches her advance to him, "what shall I do for her tonight?" He doesn't resist when her hands began to run across his open chest,
"What do you think you can do for me Ash?" She throws her arms round his neck, her hot breathe teases the skin on his face,
"I would help you.....with your needs..." His hands was reaching underneath her sleepwear and she was accepting his touch, but the he stops suddenly, "but I can't do anything without your permission." He admits but her body is already burning with heat. She needed to mate or she would go insane.
"I give you permission." She steps back a bit to make sure he could see the seriousness in her eyes, "do not disappoint me please." She was begging him.
He smirks maliciously as he licked his lips, with a swift motion, his robe is dumped on the floor and with another swift motion she is saddling him as their lips fought for love. He takes her tongue In his mouth to punish her and she moans at his actions, he was teasing her mouth, poking fun and trouble at her lips and tongue, they were making love with their lips before they moved to other private areas.
She breaks the kiss to get some breath, he was very fast when it came to kissing, he didn't let her rest for too long and he is relentlessly biting at her lower lip, bruising it with love. She moans in hiss mouth and he knew he had gotten her there.
He drops her on her expansive bed and he slips in between her legs, she tries to sit up to match his rhythm but he pins her hands above her,
"I'm doing the work here." His eyes are mischievously lit with lust and she is held helpless underneath him, her cheeks are rosy and her eyes are pleading, she wanted him to get it done and dusted.
He holds both her hands with one of his hands and his free hand travels to her night dress, ripping it out of the way. His instincts had taken over his better judgement and he knew he was going to be rough with her.
As he ripped the delicate material, a soft gasp escapes her lips, her flesh being exposed to the cold winds as it blew through her window, he bends to take her erect nipple into his mouth and the warmth of his saliva makes her arch her back as the pleasure shot through her brain,
"Ash...." She moans his name as he sucked on her nipple, generously pouring saliva on it to warm it up, she could see the budge in his pants and he was huge, more than what she believed she could handle.
He knew her eyes were on his crotch and he decides to free her from his Captivity, allowing her hands to roam around his body as he groped and kissed her mounds. Her hands reach down to his crotch to stroke him and she shivers at his size,
"Are you ready for me my Queen?".