Loki Thor Ao3 Novels & Stories

With the after match dying down, Thorin stood there waiting to see if his opponent was erased from existence. “Was that all the son of the God King amounted to?” “Don’t kill him Thor, you know he’s needed to kill the all father.” Lokison told Thorin rather concerned as he knew his brother’s power and brute strength could be overwhelming to any lesser being. Grrrr- A mumbled roar sounded from the dust cloud and faster than what Thorin could react, a punch caught him square on the jaw sending him flying away and through multiple houses.. Rogue glared at Lokison who set up a six layered barrier around himself.

Loki grumbled to his father and his brother, who was riding the other horse with Sir Jeron. When Thor heard Loki was hungry, he felt the same way and nodded his head. "That's right, I'm hungry as well...dad, let's go back now; I miss my mommy." Thor eventually agreed to return with Loki. "I'll show her the pictures we took while horseback riding," Loki said, his smile widening as he imagined how their Mother would react if she saw the photos they took. Eugene began to move the horse, but Loki yelled when he felt pain in his buttocks after a sudden bump.

Angelica squeaked and dropped her glass on the floor as she burst into flames. Anger flooded through me, and I felt my features shift to that of a Gargoyle. I punched Loki right in the face as he looked at the flaming Angelica. He staggered backward. “Bloody calm down before you catch the kitchen on fire!” I yelled at Angelica as I threw another punch at Loki, who ducked and threw one of his own, sending me staggering back into the wall. I’d be damned if he wasn’t strong. “I know Siri is here, Gargoyle. Forget about your Demon and tell me where my mate is!” Loki said as he threw another punch.

“Get out, the both of you, neither of you can endure this without going insane.” “Laura!” I called out using the mind link. It was only after my orgasm that I understood the whole thing. My wolf was demanding copulation with my mate and only by getting an orgasm could she leave, only too bad, I was smarter. With my partly regained strength, I stood up, glad that the ordeal was over. However, before I could reach the door, I fell to my knees, another wave of heat slamming through me and this time, it felt even worse than the highest I had endured before.

They were all over the place as he pushed his tongue inside, bit on the sensitive skin before licking the same spot, making me shudder with equal parts pain and pleasure. “Ahhh” I cried, and I could not stop my core from throbbing with need. I felt the orgasm building up and no matter how much I told myself that I would not give in so easily, there was just something about this sexy Lycan that made me forget all the resolve as soon as he turned into the dominant beast. My muscles clenched, and I felt it increasingly difficult to sit straight, my palms were sweaty and I believe my entire being was dangling somewhere in between anticipation and the blissful pain that followed shortly after.

He leaned in, his shadow swallowing me. I felt the pull—the human need to be held in a storm. He didn't wait. He pulled me in, the "KING’S COURT" hoodie bunching between us. The kiss wasn’t soft; it was a collision of two worlds—the holy and the worldly. Our lips engaged in a tug of war, a desperate need for dominance. His hands went under the hoodie, he fondled my breast and pinched my nipple,throaty moans escaped my mouth. In between my legs,my core was dripping wet, I wanted more.

His long cock slid home easy, lubricated by Riven's release, the piercing at his tip dragging deliciously against my walls. 'Ride me, Liora. Show us how much you love being ours.' I did, grinding down, breasts bouncing as I set the pace. His hands gripped my hips, guiding, hazel eyes locked on mine. 'So beautiful, glowing for us. But no one else gets this.' He smacked my ass lightly, the echo mixing with the surf. Thorne knelt behind, fingers gathering our mixed slick to tease my ass. 'Time to worship every hole.' He pressed in slow, the stretch burning sweet as he sank deep.

He inserted his index finger into my pussy, thrusting it in and out, maintaining his thumb that slid up and down my clit. The pressure was building up fast. I moaned consistently, grabbing his hair strands and pulling on them tightly as he quickened his pace. I felt something spurt out down there, and I felt like it came orgasm. But after that, I felt I want much more than before. “Fuck me, hurry.” I cried. “I am coming in.” he said, then I felt something fill me up. He kept picking up the pace and I felt more excited than ever. I suddenly woke up and saw Lycan lying next to me. The soreness reminded me of what had happened last night.

The only thing more tempting to Thor than sex is a really good battlefield massacre. He makes an unhappy noise in his chest, clearly torn. His brothers are laughing at his struggle. I decide to help him out. I lean up and kiss him. “We stay, listen to the angels, and then I teleport us to bed and suck your soul out through your cock. Deal?” He sits. “Okay.” “She’s got your number, brother,” Loki snorts. “Careful, or she’ll have you pussy-whipped.” “She already does,” Thor says proudly, nuzzling my ear.

Lolo was lying on my lap, looking around innocently with wide, curious eyes. “No.” I lowered my head and clenched my teeth. “Those Aesir gods are really despicable. So many of them ganged up on him and still struck so viciously. I heard they didn’t just wound Loki—his dragon nearly died too…” At this point, Lolo suddenly turned his head toward me, his small four wings pressed tightly against my chest. “Goo… goo…” “Thor was among those people, right?” I paused slightly and replied, “Yes.”