Loki X Thor Novels & Stories

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.

I stretched my legs and a moan escaped my lips due to how comfortable it felt. I immediately covered my mouth in embarrassment and peeked at Sebastian who soon released a loud chuckle, making me blush in embarrassment. Taking a good look at his features, I realized he was one handsome fellow but he was nothing like the Greek god who beat me to this state. Sebastian was like the other version of Devon, hmm, I like the feel of his n...Sh*t, nevermind. Sebastian had a friendly temperament making anyone feel comfortable with him on first encounter. It was unlike that of Devon who had the aura of 'Don't come closer if you wish to keep living'.

He fought on, his eyes fixed on Athena making sure none of luka’s pack member were able to come close to her. Finally, there was only one werewolf left and its Luka’s advisor and right hand man in the pack. He is by name ‘’Thor’’. The werewolf was massive, towering over Ardolf and Athena. His eyes glowed with a fierce, yellow light, and his teeth gleamed in the moonlight. Ardolf stepped forward, his knife held high and his senses and abilities were heightened. Thor lunged at him, his claws slashing through the air. Ardolf sidestepped the attack, his knife flashing out and striking Thor in his right arm deeply.

I smile at the exchange. My eyes move to his father, who scans me with a gaze full of judgment and uncertainty. I automatically feel self-conscious. Does he already know I’m the weak link? Did Martin tell him? Or someone else in the pack? Can he just sense it? Lena saves me by stepping in front of his stare and smiling. “Alpha Thoran,” she says, hugging him. Surprisingly, he hugs her back, the smallest hint of a smile appearing. “How are you, dear? How is the new pack treating you?” he asks, for a moment deflecting his eyes from me.

That presence which is like a force he unknowingly carries around with him is on full display and it attracts them. Everyone - male or female- is attracted to Ash Thunder. He's a god in a room full of mortal men, a donut on a table of Brussels sprouts, he's as mesmerizing as a brightly lit and twinkling Christmas tree in a pitch-black room. It's so obvious that everyone's lust pit is reacting to him.

The dull crack of his fall echoed like thunder. Thor’s growl broke across the melee, sharp and commanding. Another rogue approached him, dagger raised. Thor met him head-on, elbow catching the man in the throat, then spinning to slam him to the ground, his knees following to pin the rogue as Thor’s eyes never left mine. A rogue tried to take advantage of my focus on Bella. He leapt from the trees, aiming for my head. I ducked, countered, and my claws tore through his torso, dropping him like a ragdoll. Another lunged, trying to strike Thor’s side. Thor spun, caught the man’s wrist, and twisted, snapping it before delivering a punishing kick to the rogue’s chest.

They’re in the middle of a meeting. Several eyes glance around and one of the warriors sucks in a breath. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” he says. “Thor has been incredibly hostile since he woke up from the tranquilliser a few hours ago. He isn’t allowing anyone to even look at him through the bars without reacting.” “Please?” I say, looking between King James and Jasper. Jasper smiles faintly. The King just looks at me closely. “I think there’s no harm in trying. Linc and Tobias are close friends. Lex and Thor ran together a lot at AC. It’s worth a try. Unlike with Jace, Lex hasn’t been hunting him for months.”

I heard Stark—AJ—say as he leaned down and pressed his lips against Loki's—my—lips in a sweet kiss that had my heart racing in my chest. "I love you," Loki replied as he pulled Stark down closer. The rough sex had slowed to love making with gentle moves of Stark as he hit our prostate gently with every thrust. "But if you don't fuck me are and fast I am going to kick your ass." I rolled my eyes at Loki's words but they had only made our mate laugh before his gentle thrusts became hard and damn I felt that tingle in my lower belly a tale tale sign of my invoking release.

replied Dolos. "He looks like Loki's character in the Thor movie," said Claire. "Indeed. Loki is the god of lies and deceit in Norse mythology, Dolos is the Greek version," replied Leon. “If that's the case, my guess is he'll give you some kind of hallucination. Be careful Leon," said Claire. "What are you afraid of, Perseus? I think I can see it," said Dolos again with a sly smile.

It shattered, raining stone. Loki roared and sprang back with supernatural speed, pinning his wolf against the wall. Xander growled in agony, claws digging into the vampire’s shoulders. And then Loki drove his fist into Xander’s side. Once. Twice. A third time—hard enough to crack the stone behind him. "Stay down," Loki hissed. "You’re a child playing god, and I’m done playing." I moved again. Faster. Heart thundering. He turned toward Xander, fangs bared, ready to finish him.