Dark Heart
Chapter 4
Chapter 4
The heat radiating around her pulls her further against the warm object, her fingers splaying across it. Jess' eyes flutter open, roaming over the bare chest she is laying on. Loki's hands fist her shirt, rucking it up to the bottom of her ribs, his lips slightly parted as he sleeps. With the constant scowl erased from his face, he takes on a more boyish, vulnerable look.
Deciding to get up, she shifts away, slightly jostling the bed in the process. The hands on her waist, jerk her back causing her to land back on the warm body, a deep, husky voice speaking out. "You are not leaving just yet, I was rather enjoying the warmth." Her eyes travel up, locking with his, blue meeting green. Loki's hands graze down over her hips and grasp her thighs, pulling her so that one leg rest on each side of his hip. Her breathing picks up a bit at the innuendo in it as she gazes down at him. "Do you not prefer this instead of angering me?" A smirk plays across his lips as he speaks, anger building in her at his words.
"You are a sick twisted person. I'd prefer having nothing to do with you at all." Her heart races as he raises his hips up, a hard bulge pressing against her. His jaw clenches as he rolls his hips upward once more, testing her reaction. "Your cheeks turn such a fascinating shade of pink when you force down your desires little mortal. Try again." Wrapping his arms around Jess, he rolls, flipping them over, staying between her legs. Jess' hands begin to shake as she wraps them around his biceps, holding him away from her.
"You ache for me, don't you? You crave me, my touch, what I can do for you.....I can feel it." His hard length presses against her, rubbing the seam of her jeans roughly against her clit, emitting a small gasp from her.
"No! I don't want you!" Her hands push against his chest as he continues to grind down on her, the pleasure muddling her thoughts. "Please s-stop." A quiet moan sounds from her as his lips suck at the sensitive skin on her neck, his tongue swiping over it.
"See woman. You cannot fight it, my words elicit the darkest desires in you. You want to hate me as everyone else does, but your body knows I can have you writhing underneath me in just a mere few seconds. Do not fight me, succumb to my will, and you will know what true pleasure is." he leans down beside her, whispering, his chest rumbling with each word.
"Open your legs wide for your king and find out why I am called silver tongue." With that last statement he pulls away, holding a finger up to keep her from talking.
"But I will not be the one that caves into my desires. You will be the one to come for me, and when you do...I will bring you to the brink and watch as my name graces from your lips with fervent passion." With a wicked grin, he slips from the bed, and through doors once more, leaving her to her own thoughts. The sudden loss of his body leaves a dull ache between her legs.
"What the hell just happened..." Jess mumbles as she flops unto the bed, trying to rid her mind of all the indecent thoughts running through it.
She hated him, didn't she? Sure, there was some truth to the words he spoke to her, but it wasn't her fault her body responded. I'm mean come on....how could her body not responde to his warmth, or his hardness, or when- Damn it Jess! Get a hold of yourself! He kidnapped you! He's holding you against your will. Find a way out!
The small voice in her head spurs her into action. Pushing off the bed, she quickly paces to the doors, pulling them open, and peaks out. With no one in sight, Jess quietly crosses the gleaming hallway, the torch light casting shadows across the wall, mocking her. Making her way down it, she pushes through the first doors she comes too, gazing into the room. Taking a few hesitant steps forward, guided by the small amount of moonlight that peaks through the windows, a flash of silver glints in the corner of her eye as a large shape comes barreling towards her. A warm hand clamps over her mouth, as the body presses her firmly to the wall, but not roughly. A halo of gold hair glows around the slight shadowed face as he whispers into her ear. Jess' hands pound against the sturdy chest before they are pinned against the wall, his body pressed flush against hers to contain her movements. "Do not be frightened Miss Jessica.." The familiar voice causes her thrashing to cease as she slumps in relief against Thor, her head resting against his chest, his fingers lightly stroking through her hair. "We are leaving now." Thor's arms wrap around her waist as golden light begins to build and play around them. The scenery around her changes and shift, morphing into a more recognizable place. Stark Tower. A worried face slowly pulls into view as the location solidifies. Maria's arms pull Jess tightly against her as she holds her close.
"God Jess, I thought I'd lost you! What the hell happened!? You've been gone for a week!" Jess stiffens at her words. Loki wasn't kidding when he said the time was different. Slowly pulling back she gathers her thoughts as she gazes around. All of the Avengers stand around, watching her curiously.
"Well, this is going to be interesting..."
Loki prepares a meal for the woman, unsure as to why he is even providing for her. Placing the warm stew in the bowl, he begins walking down the cooridor, a small smile playing across his lips. She will be pleased at the sight and then she- The bowl slips from his grasp as a searing pain pierces through his body, the weight of a tremendous loss following. He knows exactly what happens as he kneels on the ground, breathing heavily. He took her...Thor took her away from him. His jaw clenches in fury and hate as unknown feelings begin to twist within him. Turning he paces away, leaving the mess on the floor as his heart aches with...jealousy?
"
I will get you back Mortal. He shall not have you."
The heat radiating around her pulls her further against the warm object, her fingers splaying across it. Jess' eyes flutter open, roaming over the bare chest she is laying on. Loki's hands fist her shirt, rucking it up to the bottom of her ribs, his lips slightly parted as he sleeps. With the constant scowl erased from his face, he takes on a more boyish, vulnerable look.
Deciding to get up, she shifts away, slightly jostling the bed in the process. The hands on her waist, jerk her back causing her to land back on the warm body, a deep, husky voice speaking out. "You are not leaving just yet, I was rather enjoying the warmth." Her eyes travel up, locking with his, blue meeting green. Loki's hands graze down over her hips and grasp her thighs, pulling her so that one leg rest on each side of his hip. Her breathing picks up a bit at the innuendo in it as she gazes down at him. "Do you not prefer this instead of angering me?" A smirk plays across his lips as he speaks, anger building in her at his words.
"You are a sick twisted person. I'd prefer having nothing to do with you at all." Her heart races as he raises his hips up, a hard bulge pressing against her. His jaw clenches as he rolls his hips upward once more, testing her reaction. "Your cheeks turn such a fascinating shade of pink when you force down your desires little mortal. Try again." Wrapping his arms around Jess, he rolls, flipping them over, staying between her legs. Jess' hands begin to shake as she wraps them around his biceps, holding him away from her.
"You ache for me, don't you? You crave me, my touch, what I can do for you.....I can feel it." His hard length presses against her, rubbing the seam of her jeans roughly against her clit, emitting a small gasp from her.
"No! I don't want you!" Her hands push against his chest as he continues to grind down on her, the pleasure muddling her thoughts. "Please s-stop." A quiet moan sounds from her as his lips suck at the sensitive skin on her neck, his tongue swiping over it.
"See woman. You cannot fight it, my words elicit the darkest desires in you. You want to hate me as everyone else does, but your body knows I can have you writhing underneath me in just a mere few seconds. Do not fight me, succumb to my will, and you will know what true pleasure is." he leans down beside her, whispering, his chest rumbling with each word.
"Open your legs wide for your king and find out why I am called silver tongue." With that last statement he pulls away, holding a finger up to keep her from talking.
"But I will not be the one that caves into my desires. You will be the one to come for me, and when you do...I will bring you to the brink and watch as my name graces from your lips with fervent passion." With a wicked grin, he slips from the bed, and through doors once more, leaving her to her own thoughts. The sudden loss of his body leaves a dull ache between her legs.
"What the hell just happened..." Jess mumbles as she flops unto the bed, trying to rid her mind of all the indecent thoughts running through it.
She hated him, didn't she? Sure, there was some truth to the words he spoke to her, but it wasn't her fault her body responded. I'm mean come on....how could her body not responde to his warmth, or his hardness, or when- Damn it Jess! Get a hold of yourself! He kidnapped you! He's holding you against your will. Find a way out!
The small voice in her head spurs her into action. Pushing off the bed, she quickly paces to the doors, pulling them open, and peaks out. With no one in sight, Jess quietly crosses the gleaming hallway, the torch light casting shadows across the wall, mocking her. Making her way down it, she pushes through the first doors she comes too, gazing into the room. Taking a few hesitant steps forward, guided by the small amount of moonlight that peaks through the windows, a flash of silver glints in the corner of her eye as a large shape comes barreling towards her. A warm hand clamps over her mouth, as the body presses her firmly to the wall, but not roughly. A halo of gold hair glows around the slight shadowed face as he whispers into her ear. Jess' hands pound against the sturdy chest before they are pinned against the wall, his body pressed flush against hers to contain her movements. "Do not be frightened Miss Jessica.." The familiar voice causes her thrashing to cease as she slumps in relief against Thor, her head resting against his chest, his fingers lightly stroking through her hair. "We are leaving now." Thor's arms wrap around her waist as golden light begins to build and play around them. The scenery around her changes and shift, morphing into a more recognizable place. Stark Tower. A worried face slowly pulls into view as the location solidifies. Maria's arms pull Jess tightly against her as she holds her close.
"God Jess, I thought I'd lost you! What the hell happened!? You've been gone for a week!" Jess stiffens at her words. Loki wasn't kidding when he said the time was different. Slowly pulling back she gathers her thoughts as she gazes around. All of the Avengers stand around, watching her curiously.
"Well, this is going to be interesting..."
Loki prepares a meal for the woman, unsure as to why he is even providing for her. Placing the warm stew in the bowl, he begins walking down the cooridor, a small smile playing across his lips. She will be pleased at the sight and then she- The bowl slips from his grasp as a searing pain pierces through his body, the weight of a tremendous loss following. He knows exactly what happens as he kneels on the ground, breathing heavily. He took her...Thor took her away from him. His jaw clenches in fury and hate as unknown feelings begin to twist within him. Turning he paces away, leaving the mess on the floor as his heart aches with...jealousy?
"
I will get you back Mortal. He shall not have you."
I love this story sooo much!!! Please continue!!!! So addicted!!
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