Loki Kneel Novels & Stories

Elaine gazes between me and the security team before bowing slightly. "Lower." I insist, and her body stiffens before she begins once again lowering herself. "Lower." "Anymore and my back will give out." She utters, the irritation in her voice is evident. "Lucky for you…” I drawl in a whimsical tone that does not match the situation. “You have flexible knees that can carry you as low as you need to go; thank the goddess for youth, huh?" "You want me to kneel to you?" "I want you to pay your respects to the reigning Luna of Dermont. Is that an issue? Especially given your almost treasonous admissions and oh…look around us, nothing but witnesses.”

Loki says, looking down. “I’m down here!” Mia shouts. “The three of us can’t get back up!” “Three of you?” I yell, looking at Loki confused. “Yes, there are two children with me down here. The little girl is hurt; we need help.” My eyes widen and Loki nods, “I’m on it,” he says, disappearing behind me. “Are you still there, Kane?” Mia asks, her voice a little shaky. “Yeah, I’m here,” I reassure her. “Loki went to go get some rope.”

Chapter 45: Kneel Luke leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Now, baby girl, kneel." Bella did as she was told and knelt at his feet. She bowed her head and waited. "No, lift your head. When you kneel I want to see your eyes." She raised her head and looked at him. "This is your ready position. When I tell you to get ready, you will kneel like this, sitting on your heels with your hands, palms up, resting on your thighs. You will be nude unless I tell you otherwise. Do you understand this?"

Annoyed at Lozia’s tardiness, Fera walked towards the door of her room and walked out of it, prepared to simply pick another knight and have Lozia replace him when he arrived. She had just turned to speak to one of the knights at the entrance of the door when she spotted Lozia walking towards her as quickly as he could. “I apologize for my…” Lozia said, already getting on his knees as he spoke, only to hear Fera interrupt him. “Now you kneel?” she asked, with one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows raised, not at all hiding the slight mockery in them considering the fact that Lozia was the only one she had given express permission to waive off the knee greetings.

Bee said, and the guy growled, pissed. Loki, whose grin is probably everlasting, approached the big bully who calls himself Ace--- the kid who rode the same chopper as me. "Ace, what's up?" he asked and put his arm on Ace's shoulder. "Get your filthy hand off me, idiot," Ace said, and the scowl on his face grew darker. "Not making another mess, are we?" Loki asked and met his glare with a nice set of teeth. The Alligator Kid walked towards the battered boy kneeling down on the ground.

Once it was over, our heads were still connected as he spoke. “You’re so fucking cute for someone who’s literally begging to be ruined by me.” He mused and then he patted my asscheels twice before motioning to the spot between his legs. “Go ahead and kneel between my legs.” He motioned and I scrambled to do as told. In a few moments, I was kneeling in the place I was motioned to. The coldness of the room brushed against every inch of my body this way now that the warmness of Lorenzo’s body wasn’t making the cold nonexistent for my body any longer. Now, the coldness made my nipples extremely hard and I squirmed as I squeezed my legs tightly against each other’s because I wanted to provide som

(dashed for Anya) :-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-* LOKI: I have dragged this on for long. I am ending it now. LOGAN: The earlier the better bozo...I'm saving my strength for hook-ups too. LOKI: Let's see how you crack jokes in hell. Twin sword (a pair of sword appeared in both hands) LOGAN: Uh-uh that's a blade man. Shit is getting real

Quintina could not believe that they were on the same team. Loki was dressed in a grey robe. A slight grin crept up on his somewhat handsome face as he said, “How do you do, Ms. Quintina?” Demetrius smirked. “This elixir is now ours. Do you have any objections?”

He looks at the baby. "Hail to the King," Leon says. He drops to one knee. Riker stands. He kneels. One by one, the brothers rise and kneel. A wave of denim and leather sinking to the floor. They bow their heads. Not in submission, but in loyalty. In recognition that the hierarchy has been restored, stronger than before. I look at Drakon. He isn't looking at them. He’s looking at me. His eyes are shining with that fierce, possessive fire that burned down a city.

I watched them, my heart steady. “Lucian,” I said. “I’m not asking.” He tilted his head. “Neither am I.” For a moment, I thought he might refuse. Then he stepped forward. Slowly. Deliberately. Every eye in the clearing followed him. He stopped a few feet from me. Looked up. Then down. Then… he went to one knee. The sound of his armor hitting the broken stone echoed through the valley. Gasps rippled through the warriors. Fia grabbed Finn’s arm. “He… he knelt.”