Choices

Chapter 49
She hated herself for several reasons, the biggest was her inability to read people, or in this case, Loki. The second reason was for her insecurities. She second guessed every look he threw at her, every touch he landed. For the last 2 weeks since the cavern incident, Cephera was sure Loki was deliberately finding reasons to touch her, to have her alone and yet, that tiny voice in her mind kept saying she was imagining it.
Why was it so hard for her to believe that he was looking at her differently..., she knew why. She was afraid to get hurt, turned down. She didn't want to risk losing his friendship by causing a fight. The things he'd said to her over Amora still stayed with her even now, even after she'd forgiven him. Insecurities inside her she might never heal from.
But it was becoming harder and harder to deny that he'd changed, that something had changed between them. Just two days prior they'd been up late playing games when Loki invited her to stay. He claimed she looked far too tired to travel all the way to her room. 'Don't you trust me?' He'd asked her. Little did he know --or maybe he did -- it wasn't about trust. She'd stayed, her body as close to the edge of the bed as possible, keeping enough space between them to not give the wrong idea. She hardly slept at all, her heart pounding and her mind jumping around to all the things she'd like for him to do to her, and yet, she hadn't had the courage to make any hint as to wanting those things for real. In fact, she'd lain awake all night chiding herself for being a coward.
Even now, sitting in his tower, she caught glimpses of this new Loki. What seemed like a simple touch to her shoulder was actually unnecessary, she'd already been listening to him. Just another one of those moves he made to make physical contact with her and using some excuse to do it. It was difficult to ignore it and play it off. More and more she had her growing suspicion and still she was a coward.
"It's been a while since we tried making multiples of you," Loki said making her laugh as she remembered the last time they had. It had been a horrible mess. Of course that had been before she could control her magic efficiently.
"I nearly destroyed this place last time." She reminded him.
"True. But we can fix it." He winked at her.
When he'd first shown her, she had only been able to make one extra of herself now she could make three. They'd play a game of cat and mouse. He'd try to figure out which one held her consciousness while picking off the ones that didn't. He was very good at figuring it out. They hadn't done this spell since long before he'd courted Amora.
She created her three copies and the four of her darted around the room as small blasts of magic, meant to disrupt her copy, flew after her. The blasts were nothing more than a tingle should they hit. She laughed when he'd miss. She had gotten faster and the rules were that he couldn't multiply himself for this game.
When he was down to two he forced one of her in a corner, but didn't shoot, instead, Loki back flipped and grabbed the real Cephera by the waist causing her to be so shocked her other self vanished. She was back on to him and he was holding her flush to his own body. She was reminded a moment of the cavern, when she'd felt his skin against hers and she blushed.
"You win," she said giving an awkward laugh, unsure what else to do. He chuckled as he turned her to face him.
"You're getting better. One day you'll be as good as me." He told her. His eyes looked darker than usual.
"You're one of a kind in magic, Loki. I doubt anyone will be quite like you." She replied smiling up at him. She was captured in his intense gaze and oddly, in the span of mere seconds, the atmosphere between them changed. His remaining arm still around her waist, gripped her slightly tighter making her step forward and her body to connect with his again. She couldn't look away. She was reminded of the moment in his room when he kissed her that one and only time. It had been so long ago now, she hardly thought back on it at all.
Loki leaned down, sealing his lips to hers. It wasn't that she was surprised. She knew it was coming even if a part of her told her she was a fool to think it. She was more surprised over the warmth that spread throughout her body. Her need that welled up within her that she was not so familiar with. She knew what the feeling was, heard it whispered about often enough, lust. She wanted him to touch her and hold her. To caresses her and make love to her.
She opened her lips to him and he took the offer. Their mouths parting a second to breathe before he tilted his head and kissed her some more. Finally, he pulled back and looked at her once again. A mixture of shock, awe and excitement painted on his face.
The mood changed again and when his lips found hers this time they were frenzied, hungry and unyielding. Cephera met those kisses just as eagerly. Almost as though both of them had been waiting for this moment and now that it was here they would waste no time. His hands moved up her back, to the tie at the base of her neck, the one that held her dress up. She didn't stop him. She felt the tie release and the fabric fall free. He moved his chest away from hers to allow it to completely fall to her hips barring her breasts to him completely.
Loki didn't pull back from his kisses though. Instead, his hands did the exploring. Coming up the front of her to cup her breasts and tease her nipples. She sighed, deeply enjoying the sensation. Unable to control her own needs, she slipped her hands under his tunic to touch the flesh of his hips before finding the strings to his pants and tugged at them. The hitch in his breath told her Loki was surprised by her bold move, but he didn't express any words for her to ceased her actions and so, his pants fell to the floor.
Loki gripped her buttocks and lifted her up. He moved her backwards, placing her on his desk and never breaking their kisses until he stood straight. Loki's hands roamed up her skirt and found the edges of her underwear. He pulled them free with her help. She leaned back on her hands and lifted her ass just enough to slip them free. Cephera sat back up, wrapped her legs around his naked hips and pulled him intimately close to her. Her ass on the edge of the desk made it so his arousal came to press against her womanhood. Cephera wasn't sure why, but she felt the strange need to have him within her no matter what the cost, the pain or the consequences.
She reached down and touched his length without actually looking at it. Loki sighed and moaned when she gripped him. His girth fitting against her palm with only a small gap keeping her longest fingers from touching as they circled around him. She guided him down her sex and pressed him to her slightly moisten core. Loki hooked an arm around her waist and without a word, he thrust forward burying himself inside her with a hint of resistance. She cried out from the small sharp pain, she wasn't ready, not near wet enough to take him so quickly, but she didn't care about the discomfort.
He was panting already. He pressed his forehead down against hers. He eased his cock back out half way and back and again until her juices made the connection easier. After waiting so long for this, she was not in a patient mood. She felt that if she let the moment slip, then she would lose it completely.
She revelled in the feel of him so deeply set within her and moving along her inner walls. She moaned, her hand on the back of his neck playing with his short black tresses and her other hand bracing her body to keep her seated position. Loki moaned and grunted into his thrusts. Moving down to kiss her neck and shoulder while her breasts bounced with each impact of his hips.
"Loki," she said in a moan and she was rewarded with a faster speed. He pounded swiftly into her making sure to give all his length each time. She was panting and her legs gripping him without hindering him. Loki buried his face in the crook of her neck.
"Cephera," he groaned, his hips shuddering and his thrusts losing their rhythm. He panted his release, his arm around her gripping her tightly. She could feel the sweat on his forehead. Finally, he stilled completely, his cock still deep inside her and his breathing ragged. It was a moment before her euphoria ended and her breathing had returned to normal. Loki withdrew himself from her but he didn't move away. Instead, he cupped her face is his hands and kissed her again.
"I want you at my side," he said, his lips brushing hers. "I know now there is no other woman out there so perfect for me as you are. No one to accept me as I am the way you do." Cephera's heart swelled with excitement, it hadn't been enough to just have him physically, but to hear him say he wanted her sealed the deal.
"And I would have no other man save for you." She replied kissing him again.
"The next time we will take it slowly. I wish to know all of you." He told her grazing his hand over her breast.
"If you are going to court me, you may have as much time as you like." She told him smiling across his lips before pressing another kiss to them.
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Her hair tickled her shoulder and his breath tickled her back. Hours, they'd spent hours examining each other after he'd taken her the first time. Now, in the comfort of his room, she knelt on her hands and knees. Loki was kissing down her spine as he knelt behind her, bent over while his fingers sunk inside her womanhood, stroking her insides in the most pleasant of ways.
She moaned throwing a sultry look over her shoulder which rewarded her with a nip to her skin. She moaned loudly, no one could hear her anyway. "Loki, please." She begged. How many times had be made her cum? She couldn't remember, it was almost like he was trying to break a record..., or making up for lost time, either way she wouldn't complain.
"Patience," he coo'd licking her shoulder and nipping again.
Her whole body was on fire, ever so close to another orgasm and yet so far away. A deep frustration building inside her tummy as she attempted to squeeze her muscles and force out another taste of ecstasy, but he wouldn't let her. He knew what she was trying to do and he was denying her it.
"Roll onto your back." He commanded in that familiar bossy tone. He withdrew his fingers and she whimpered almost pathetically. She did as he commanded, spreading her legs. He kissed her thighs higher and higher until his nose nuzzled her clit. She cried out --so sensitive-- the little spot was alight with 8000 nerve endings ready to bring her to release.
His tongue touched her and once again his fingers found their way inside. A mixture of motion against her g-spot and his tongue teasing her clit had her throwing her head back and her voice to rip across her throat to cry out in pleasure. Her legs gripped Loki's head between them until at last she came, soaking the sheets below her buttock, and across his fingers.
"You keep doing that and I'm going to need new sheets," he teased her, wiping her from his chin. She glared at him.
"You made me." She countered and a smug looked crossed his face, he said nothing as he quickly fell atop her and slipped his cock between her folds and into her body. She bit back her sigh but was unable to for long. He slammed against her eliciting more cries, and even he grunted loudly.
He captured her lips, catching her sounds and smothering her screams. He was relentless now that she was dripping wet for him. Pounding against her until flesh hitting flesh echo'd off the walls. On and on he went with seemingly endless energy, until he broke free of her lips to grunt his last few thrusts adding his seed to her already soaked cunt. When he pulled from her, she felt the wetness slide down her ass. She didn't care, his sheets were already a mess anyhow.
Instead, she reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. "I've never felt this complete before." She told him. He grinned in return.
"I wish to keep this between us for now." He told her. She looked at him, confused by his need for secrecy. "I just want to keep you all to myself for a few days, that's all." He added.
"Alright." She agreed deciding a few days wouldn't make a difference, she'd waited this long anyway.
"Stay here tonight." He posed it like a demand, but his eyes looked like a question. She nodded pressing herself upward and kissing his jaw before settling back against the pillows. Maybe this time she'd get some sleep.

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