Dark Heart
Chapter 7
Chapter 6
Her heart speeds up as she stares at the raven haired god. “I thought I woke up?” He chuckles, his eyes darkening as he steps into the room, kicking the door closed. “Oh darling…this isn’t a dream” Loki’s hands cup her thighs and lifts up, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. With a wave of his hand, the blinds flick closed and the lock on the door twist as he walks towards the bed. “Loki you’re not supposed to be here! Thor will be here any minute! What happens if he sees you?” Loki stops mid-stride, gazing up at her with slight irritation. “I told you to stay away from him, and either way…he will know not of my presence.” Continuing to the bed, he eases them down, but doesn’t allow her to unwrap her legs from around him. “Loki you…you need to go.” Jess’ thoughts become muddled as his lips trail down her neck, blowing warm air across the skin. “Mmhm.” He replies back, but continues what he was doing, sliding the strap of her dress over her shoulder. Propping on his right arm, he runs his left hand over her thighs, then dips in, running a finger across her, through her panties. Loki’s thumb rubs small circles across the clit as his body presses against her. A quiet moan escapes her lips at his actions, earning an approving growl from him. A loud knock sounds at the door, followed by a string of quiet swears from Loki.
As he gets up, heading towards the door, Jess snags his hand, pulling him back too her. “Are you crazy!? He’ll try to take you back in if he sees you! Come with me.” She whispers to him as she drags him to the closet. Shoving him in, she gives an apologetic look before shutting the door and adjusting the dress. Loki’s muffled voice sounds out as she heads towards the door. “Be quick, your king does not take kindly to being interrupted.” Swinging open the door, she forces a smile as she gazes at the blonde. “Good morning Lady Jessica. I presume you are ready?” Giving a small smile, she shakes her head at him, coming up with a quick lie. “Sorry Thor…I’m not feeling so well today, must be from all the time change and stuff like that.” Tilting his head to the side, he brushes a thumb across her cheek, giving her a sympathetic smile. “Very well, if you are in need of anything, contact the tower. I will provide for you.” With that, he turns leaving her at the door. She knows she hurt him, but she wasn’t in exactly the position to want to care at the moment. Locking the door again, she heads to the closet and opens the door, struggling not to laugh as a displeased Loki stands with his arms crossed, glaring at her. “Did the oaf leave?” Jess rolls her eyes at the name but nods. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pushes them unto the bed, a playful look gleaming in his eye. “Now where were we…” .
Loki’s fingers travel back down to the thin material, stroking her over it, teasing her. Another quite moan falls from her lips as she squirms beneath him, pleading for more. As a smirk settles on his lips, he pulls Jess unto his lap and yanks the dress off over her head, tossing it to the side, leaving her in her lace undergarments. “My, that really is a lovely dress, but it looks much better crumpled by your bed.” Desire courses through her body at his evoking words. Once more his armor melts away, this time leaving him in black briefs that strain against his excitement. Jess’ hands roam across his body, appreciating the lean muscle on him as it ripples beneath her fingers. A soft hum vibrates in his chest as he watches her, finding her curiosity quite arousing as his length strains almost painfully in the material.
With a quick motion, he lays them down unto the bed, rolling his hips against hers, teasing her. Jess’ breathing comes out ragged as his length brushes across her stomach. Using shaking hands, she tugs off the materials separating them, him doing the same with her garments. The desire for him burns deep within her, aching for him.
“Before we do anything…I’ve only done this a few times…” Leaning down, he presses a kiss to her forehead, his lips turned up into a soft smile. “I will go slow and be gentle…I promise.”
A loud trill breaks the moment as her phone vibrates on the nightstand, pulling her attention. As Jess reaches for the phone, Maria’s caller ID flashing across the screen, Loki’s hand snatches it up, and silences it. Grinning at her, he makes his way down her chest and stomach, trailing feather light kisses and strokes down her until he is propped on his elbows between her legs. She can feel the heat from his body radiating between her legs causing her to shift in anticipation. Loki lets out a breathy laugh, the cool air blowing against her wet folds, sending a shiver up her spine. Ever so slowly, he takes a finger and trails it down her; lightly brushing against the bundle of nerves then pushes into her. Jess’ hips buck against his hand as he adds his mouth, his tongue flicking across the nerves. Wrapping her hand into his hair she tries to hold back as long as she can. Slipping another finger in, he moves them around, teasing her clit, his thumb aiding the process. Before she knows it, her legs tense up as she releases, slowly unwinding her fingers from his hair, her heart pounding rapidly. Wiping his mouth with his thumb, he crawls back up to her, brushing her hair from her neck as his lips trail tantalizingly along her jaw line. Pressing his lips to hers, Jess can taste her self on his lips as she runs her tongue along his bottom lip, eliciting a deep chuckle from him. “How was that?” he ask from the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her.
Closing her eyes, Jess enjoys the feeling of his body against hers and hums happily in response. Teeth tug lightly at her ear lobe as he props his elbows on either side of her. “Well we are not done yet dear mortal.”
Rolling his hips forward, Loki’s eyes close in pleasure as his tip brushes against her now wet folds causing her breathing too, once again, become ragged. Her hips arch up towards his instinctively, but he pushes her back down, making her wait. His nearly black eyes watch her, gleaming as she whines his name in frustration. “I love the way it sounds…” His hands sneak around and pin hers to the bed as she gazes up at him. “How what sounds?” A low chuckle resonates from his chest as he places small kisses across her chest. “My name when you say it…it is quite intoxicating.”
His length grazes along her as he rolls his hips forward once more, leaning down and whispering in her ear. “Do not hold back your cries; they will only bring me more pleasure.” Loki’s words cause a tug down low as he lines up, slowly pushing in. Jess’ back arches from the bed as he slides in all the way, filling her, then pulls nearly all the way out and repeats the process, keeping his actions slow and steady as his muscles strain against her. Her nails bite into his triceps as she tilts her head back in pleasure, Loki’s voice coming out strained as his pace increases slightly. “You are very…tight” Her mind swims as she tries to form a coherent thought, but fails miserably. She had only had sex a few times before, so her body wasn’t completely used to the actions, and a bit of pain accompanied his slow thrust, eventually fading entirely as her body adapted.
Bending down, his lips brush gently across her neck, planting a kiss on the soft skin along her collar bone, and then continue down, swirling his tongue around the sensitive skin of her nipple, sucking and tugging. A breathy moan escapes her lips, her back arching, her body craving more contact. Groaning, Loki thrusts deeper, his pace increasing more at her small sounds of pleasure, the noises exciting him further. One of his warm hands comes up, messaging her breast as the thumb runs over the hardened skin, his other hand teasing her clit as his hips roll forward, pushing himself deep, and then retracting. A tight coiling sensations plays in her gut as she feels herself building to the edge of climax once more, his thrust becoming faster, and sloppier as he, himself builds. The combinations of his strong fingers and deep thrust send her over the edge, her fingers digging deep into the skin on his back, followed by a loud moan. Loki’s hot breath fans out across her neck as he thrust, cumming a few moments later, with a quiet moan of his own, muffled against her neck. His arms wrap tightly around her, his face nuzzled into her as he slowly pulls himself out, but does not change positions. Looking down, Loki trails a hand through Jess’ hair, and plants a tender kiss on her lips, a hidden emotion playing across his sculpted features. Breathing heavily, cheeks flushed, she smiles up at the man, no, god that she hated two days ago, and feels a completely different feeling for him now.
“You are truly…” Loki trails off, gazing down at her, slightly at a loss of words. “You are fit to be a goddess Jessica…my goddess.” Mumbling the last part, he rolls unto his side, pulling her tightly against him as she lays her head on his chest, her fingers mindlessly drawing patterns across the taut skin on his stomach. His words bring a small flutter to her chest. She had only just met him, but so willingly gave herself to him when he aided her. She didn’t even give her actions a second thought. She didn’t need too. She was falling for this god. How could he be so kind to her but so easily go through and burn a city to mere ashes without batting an eye?
Stretching, Jess presses a quick peck to his cheek, mumbling about using the restroom. Closing the door quietly behind her, she begins cleaning herself up, but freezes, hearing a quiet knock….except it wasn’t on the bathroom door. Tossing a robe on, she barely covers herself as she runs out of the bathroom, to see Loki opening the door. As if time itself slowed down, Loki opens the door to a shocked Thor. At first his face shows surprise at his brother’s nearly naked state, standing before him in only black briefs, then his eyes gaze over his shoulders to meet hers, then it registers on his face. So many expressions travel across it as his hands ball up at his sides. Before she can do anything, he rears back, his fist slamming across Loki’s jaw causing him to stumble back. “How dare you! How dare you lay a single finger on her!”
Rubbing the side of his jaw, Loki steps forward and brings his knee into Thor’s stomach, pushing him further with his words. “You act as if she was unwilling!” As the chaos unravels before her, she figures she has to stop it before they go too far. Running to the two men, Jess tugs at Thor’s arm. “Stop fighting! Please!” Blinded by rage, he bats her to the side as if she weighed nothing at all, sending her roughly into the wall. As she slams into the corner, she lets out a small cry, her head banging against it. Her cry quiets the room as Thor looks at her, his anger slowly dying as he realizes what he did. “Jess…I am so sorry I didn’t-“ His apologies are cut off mid-sentence as a furious Loki grabs him by the throat and slams him against the wall, his anger at Thor’s actions rolling off of him in waves. “You hurt her!” Loki’s hand fastens around his throat squeezing tighter. Grabbing the front of his shirt, he throws the blonde god to the ground, a string of swear words falling from his lips as he repeatedly brings his fist across Thor’s face, his knuckles bruised and cover in blood. Jess’ weak voice rings through the hotel room, a sob following. “Please Loki…no more.” As he goes to strike once more, he stops, hearing the fear and pain in her voice. Slowly he climbs off his brother, and turns, kneeling beside her. His voice is quiet as he wipes a tear from her cheek, the coldness back on his face.
Sitting up and holding his gushing nose, Thor slowly stands, making his way towards the door. “Loki, you need to leave her be. You cause only chaos and destruction…you hurt the people you love the most. Do not put her in those same situations as well. If S.H.I.E.L.D. finds out you are here…or that she is associated with you, they will hunt you both…” Without another word, he turns and strides out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
“I am afraid he is right, mortal...Jessica. I put you in great danger by doing this with you. I was selfish and could not resist you, for that I am sorry. I will leave you now.” Standing to leave, she grabs his hand and pulls him back to her. “You are not just going to just up and leave me damn it.” He raises an eyebrow as she tugs him to her by the waist band of his briefs. Hesitantly, he snakes his arms around her waist, resting his chin on top of her head and lets out a sigh. “I wish to protect you, not bring more danger your way. If I stay here, the Avengers are sure to find me. Thor has most likely already told them of our encounter.”
Stepping back, his golden light crawls back around him and he is once more wearing his leather and metal armor. “I must leave…for now. I will visit you again so do not fret my dear, we shall not be apart for long. Giving him a slow nod, Jess gazes up at him as he cups her face, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. “Do not lose faith in me.” Her eyes remain closed until she can no longer feel his warmth or the touch of his lips. Gazing around, he is no where to be found.
Letting out a sigh, she flops back unto the bed, already missing her raven-haired god. Her heart aches for his touch as she focuses her eyes on the ceiling. She could only hope she would see him soon….as for now, she was going to have to deal with S.H.I.E.L.D. and their questions about this.
Her heart speeds up as she stares at the raven haired god. “I thought I woke up?” He chuckles, his eyes darkening as he steps into the room, kicking the door closed. “Oh darling…this isn’t a dream” Loki’s hands cup her thighs and lifts up, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. With a wave of his hand, the blinds flick closed and the lock on the door twist as he walks towards the bed. “Loki you’re not supposed to be here! Thor will be here any minute! What happens if he sees you?” Loki stops mid-stride, gazing up at her with slight irritation. “I told you to stay away from him, and either way…he will know not of my presence.” Continuing to the bed, he eases them down, but doesn’t allow her to unwrap her legs from around him. “Loki you…you need to go.” Jess’ thoughts become muddled as his lips trail down her neck, blowing warm air across the skin. “Mmhm.” He replies back, but continues what he was doing, sliding the strap of her dress over her shoulder. Propping on his right arm, he runs his left hand over her thighs, then dips in, running a finger across her, through her panties. Loki’s thumb rubs small circles across the clit as his body presses against her. A quiet moan escapes her lips at his actions, earning an approving growl from him. A loud knock sounds at the door, followed by a string of quiet swears from Loki.
As he gets up, heading towards the door, Jess snags his hand, pulling him back too her. “Are you crazy!? He’ll try to take you back in if he sees you! Come with me.” She whispers to him as she drags him to the closet. Shoving him in, she gives an apologetic look before shutting the door and adjusting the dress. Loki’s muffled voice sounds out as she heads towards the door. “Be quick, your king does not take kindly to being interrupted.” Swinging open the door, she forces a smile as she gazes at the blonde. “Good morning Lady Jessica. I presume you are ready?” Giving a small smile, she shakes her head at him, coming up with a quick lie. “Sorry Thor…I’m not feeling so well today, must be from all the time change and stuff like that.” Tilting his head to the side, he brushes a thumb across her cheek, giving her a sympathetic smile. “Very well, if you are in need of anything, contact the tower. I will provide for you.” With that, he turns leaving her at the door. She knows she hurt him, but she wasn’t in exactly the position to want to care at the moment. Locking the door again, she heads to the closet and opens the door, struggling not to laugh as a displeased Loki stands with his arms crossed, glaring at her. “Did the oaf leave?” Jess rolls her eyes at the name but nods. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pushes them unto the bed, a playful look gleaming in his eye. “Now where were we…” .
Loki’s fingers travel back down to the thin material, stroking her over it, teasing her. Another quite moan falls from her lips as she squirms beneath him, pleading for more. As a smirk settles on his lips, he pulls Jess unto his lap and yanks the dress off over her head, tossing it to the side, leaving her in her lace undergarments. “My, that really is a lovely dress, but it looks much better crumpled by your bed.” Desire courses through her body at his evoking words. Once more his armor melts away, this time leaving him in black briefs that strain against his excitement. Jess’ hands roam across his body, appreciating the lean muscle on him as it ripples beneath her fingers. A soft hum vibrates in his chest as he watches her, finding her curiosity quite arousing as his length strains almost painfully in the material.
With a quick motion, he lays them down unto the bed, rolling his hips against hers, teasing her. Jess’ breathing comes out ragged as his length brushes across her stomach. Using shaking hands, she tugs off the materials separating them, him doing the same with her garments. The desire for him burns deep within her, aching for him.
“Before we do anything…I’ve only done this a few times…” Leaning down, he presses a kiss to her forehead, his lips turned up into a soft smile. “I will go slow and be gentle…I promise.”
A loud trill breaks the moment as her phone vibrates on the nightstand, pulling her attention. As Jess reaches for the phone, Maria’s caller ID flashing across the screen, Loki’s hand snatches it up, and silences it. Grinning at her, he makes his way down her chest and stomach, trailing feather light kisses and strokes down her until he is propped on his elbows between her legs. She can feel the heat from his body radiating between her legs causing her to shift in anticipation. Loki lets out a breathy laugh, the cool air blowing against her wet folds, sending a shiver up her spine. Ever so slowly, he takes a finger and trails it down her; lightly brushing against the bundle of nerves then pushes into her. Jess’ hips buck against his hand as he adds his mouth, his tongue flicking across the nerves. Wrapping her hand into his hair she tries to hold back as long as she can. Slipping another finger in, he moves them around, teasing her clit, his thumb aiding the process. Before she knows it, her legs tense up as she releases, slowly unwinding her fingers from his hair, her heart pounding rapidly. Wiping his mouth with his thumb, he crawls back up to her, brushing her hair from her neck as his lips trail tantalizingly along her jaw line. Pressing his lips to hers, Jess can taste her self on his lips as she runs her tongue along his bottom lip, eliciting a deep chuckle from him. “How was that?” he ask from the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her.
Closing her eyes, Jess enjoys the feeling of his body against hers and hums happily in response. Teeth tug lightly at her ear lobe as he props his elbows on either side of her. “Well we are not done yet dear mortal.”
Rolling his hips forward, Loki’s eyes close in pleasure as his tip brushes against her now wet folds causing her breathing too, once again, become ragged. Her hips arch up towards his instinctively, but he pushes her back down, making her wait. His nearly black eyes watch her, gleaming as she whines his name in frustration. “I love the way it sounds…” His hands sneak around and pin hers to the bed as she gazes up at him. “How what sounds?” A low chuckle resonates from his chest as he places small kisses across her chest. “My name when you say it…it is quite intoxicating.”
His length grazes along her as he rolls his hips forward once more, leaning down and whispering in her ear. “Do not hold back your cries; they will only bring me more pleasure.” Loki’s words cause a tug down low as he lines up, slowly pushing in. Jess’ back arches from the bed as he slides in all the way, filling her, then pulls nearly all the way out and repeats the process, keeping his actions slow and steady as his muscles strain against her. Her nails bite into his triceps as she tilts her head back in pleasure, Loki’s voice coming out strained as his pace increases slightly. “You are very…tight” Her mind swims as she tries to form a coherent thought, but fails miserably. She had only had sex a few times before, so her body wasn’t completely used to the actions, and a bit of pain accompanied his slow thrust, eventually fading entirely as her body adapted.
Bending down, his lips brush gently across her neck, planting a kiss on the soft skin along her collar bone, and then continue down, swirling his tongue around the sensitive skin of her nipple, sucking and tugging. A breathy moan escapes her lips, her back arching, her body craving more contact. Groaning, Loki thrusts deeper, his pace increasing more at her small sounds of pleasure, the noises exciting him further. One of his warm hands comes up, messaging her breast as the thumb runs over the hardened skin, his other hand teasing her clit as his hips roll forward, pushing himself deep, and then retracting. A tight coiling sensations plays in her gut as she feels herself building to the edge of climax once more, his thrust becoming faster, and sloppier as he, himself builds. The combinations of his strong fingers and deep thrust send her over the edge, her fingers digging deep into the skin on his back, followed by a loud moan. Loki’s hot breath fans out across her neck as he thrust, cumming a few moments later, with a quiet moan of his own, muffled against her neck. His arms wrap tightly around her, his face nuzzled into her as he slowly pulls himself out, but does not change positions. Looking down, Loki trails a hand through Jess’ hair, and plants a tender kiss on her lips, a hidden emotion playing across his sculpted features. Breathing heavily, cheeks flushed, she smiles up at the man, no, god that she hated two days ago, and feels a completely different feeling for him now.
“You are truly…” Loki trails off, gazing down at her, slightly at a loss of words. “You are fit to be a goddess Jessica…my goddess.” Mumbling the last part, he rolls unto his side, pulling her tightly against him as she lays her head on his chest, her fingers mindlessly drawing patterns across the taut skin on his stomach. His words bring a small flutter to her chest. She had only just met him, but so willingly gave herself to him when he aided her. She didn’t even give her actions a second thought. She didn’t need too. She was falling for this god. How could he be so kind to her but so easily go through and burn a city to mere ashes without batting an eye?
Stretching, Jess presses a quick peck to his cheek, mumbling about using the restroom. Closing the door quietly behind her, she begins cleaning herself up, but freezes, hearing a quiet knock….except it wasn’t on the bathroom door. Tossing a robe on, she barely covers herself as she runs out of the bathroom, to see Loki opening the door. As if time itself slowed down, Loki opens the door to a shocked Thor. At first his face shows surprise at his brother’s nearly naked state, standing before him in only black briefs, then his eyes gaze over his shoulders to meet hers, then it registers on his face. So many expressions travel across it as his hands ball up at his sides. Before she can do anything, he rears back, his fist slamming across Loki’s jaw causing him to stumble back. “How dare you! How dare you lay a single finger on her!”
Rubbing the side of his jaw, Loki steps forward and brings his knee into Thor’s stomach, pushing him further with his words. “You act as if she was unwilling!” As the chaos unravels before her, she figures she has to stop it before they go too far. Running to the two men, Jess tugs at Thor’s arm. “Stop fighting! Please!” Blinded by rage, he bats her to the side as if she weighed nothing at all, sending her roughly into the wall. As she slams into the corner, she lets out a small cry, her head banging against it. Her cry quiets the room as Thor looks at her, his anger slowly dying as he realizes what he did. “Jess…I am so sorry I didn’t-“ His apologies are cut off mid-sentence as a furious Loki grabs him by the throat and slams him against the wall, his anger at Thor’s actions rolling off of him in waves. “You hurt her!” Loki’s hand fastens around his throat squeezing tighter. Grabbing the front of his shirt, he throws the blonde god to the ground, a string of swear words falling from his lips as he repeatedly brings his fist across Thor’s face, his knuckles bruised and cover in blood. Jess’ weak voice rings through the hotel room, a sob following. “Please Loki…no more.” As he goes to strike once more, he stops, hearing the fear and pain in her voice. Slowly he climbs off his brother, and turns, kneeling beside her. His voice is quiet as he wipes a tear from her cheek, the coldness back on his face.
Sitting up and holding his gushing nose, Thor slowly stands, making his way towards the door. “Loki, you need to leave her be. You cause only chaos and destruction…you hurt the people you love the most. Do not put her in those same situations as well. If S.H.I.E.L.D. finds out you are here…or that she is associated with you, they will hunt you both…” Without another word, he turns and strides out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
“I am afraid he is right, mortal...Jessica. I put you in great danger by doing this with you. I was selfish and could not resist you, for that I am sorry. I will leave you now.” Standing to leave, she grabs his hand and pulls him back to her. “You are not just going to just up and leave me damn it.” He raises an eyebrow as she tugs him to her by the waist band of his briefs. Hesitantly, he snakes his arms around her waist, resting his chin on top of her head and lets out a sigh. “I wish to protect you, not bring more danger your way. If I stay here, the Avengers are sure to find me. Thor has most likely already told them of our encounter.”
Stepping back, his golden light crawls back around him and he is once more wearing his leather and metal armor. “I must leave…for now. I will visit you again so do not fret my dear, we shall not be apart for long. Giving him a slow nod, Jess gazes up at him as he cups her face, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. “Do not lose faith in me.” Her eyes remain closed until she can no longer feel his warmth or the touch of his lips. Gazing around, he is no where to be found.
Letting out a sigh, she flops back unto the bed, already missing her raven-haired god. Her heart aches for his touch as she focuses her eyes on the ceiling. She could only hope she would see him soon….as for now, she was going to have to deal with S.H.I.E.L.D. and their questions about this.
I love this story sooo much!!! Please continue!!!! So addicted!!
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