Page 23 of Loki's Flame


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“Get your ass over here, Ivy,” Loki growled at me.

“No.”

“No?” his brows raised in surprise. I figured as much; Loki didn’t get told no much — if ever.

“I don’t think I stuttered,” I said flippantly.

Loki moved a step toward me and I moved a step back. His expression changed, and I wished I had the chance to take a picture. It was priceless. He was getting irritated. I sauntered over to his desk and maneuvered myself to sit on the edge. Once I was firmly on the desk, I crossed one leg demurely over the other.

“What are you doing?” the growl was still at the edge of his sexy voice.

“Waiting,” I said simply.

“Waiting for what?” I saw his breathing was heavier, making his chest heave. He was rock hard and, if I wasn’t mistaken, pre-cum glistened from the head.

“Waiting for you to ask me nicely,”

Loki was on me in two seconds. When I heard the rip, I yelped, “what the fuck? That’s all I have to wear home, you psycho.”

He’d ripped my t-shirt down the middle as he roughly got it off my shoulders and arms. His mouth was on the swell of my tits through my red bra, licking and biting. I gasped when he had my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. He pulled me off the desk into his body and shoved his hands through the material of my skirt and panties, and yanked them off in one swoop. My bra followed as he ripped the clasp in his impatience.

Loki was standing so close to me and he bent down to my ear, his hot breath silky with warning as he pulled me into him by my ass, “you have one second to tell me you don’t want this, darlin’”

Who the fuck was I kidding? I damn sure wanted this! “Do your worst,” I boasted as I put my arms around his neck.

He chuckledand said in my ear, “famous last words.” Loki wasted no time picking me up as he walked us back into his sex lair. Putting me in the swing hanging from the ceiling, and grabbed my legs around his back. He reached between us and moved his cock up and down my slit a few times, gathering my wetness. He took extra time to swirl his thick head around on my clit as I moaned, gripping the swing straps. When Loki entered me, he had pushed the swing, so I was at an angle and I swear he touched my core. The pleasure he coaxed out of my body was surreal, and it was all I could do to hold on as he worked his body in and out of me. I hoped this room was soundproofed because I was so loud. My orgasm hit me like a freight train and I felt the tears flow down my cheeks. I was so sensitive to all the glorious sensations, but Loki wasn’t in the mood to stop as he put me on my shaky feet and switched our positions.

He sat on the swing and helped me straddle him as he leaned back. I moved, watching his face. The storm in his blue eyes as my pussy clenched around him was intoxicating. We both came panting from the exertion. Loki kissed me deeply, moving the sweaty strands of hair off my face as he softly touched my cheeks. He changed our positions and stood up. I secured my legs around him as he cradled my ass. The look on his face floored me. It was so tender. I was glad when he dropped me on the bed so I could look away and gather myself. I ended up on my back, looking up at the ceiling. Loki went to the door and turned off the overhead light. I heard a click and stars appeared on the ceiling. The tranquility of the light, plus the delicious exhaustion, lulled me to sleep.

***

I woke up sometime later with Loki staring down at me, and I frowned.

“What’s going on?”

“You're so damn beautiful,” he rasped and pushed his finger through the hair on my forehead. The gesture had butterflies coming to life in my stomach.

He kissed me deeply and when he ended the kiss; he laid back down, pulling me into his body so he could spoon me. I wondered what was going on in his head, but I was too chicken to ask. Loki was asleep in moments and I drifted back off again, content to have him wrapped around me.

Chapter 20

Loki

I looked at my brothers across our Church table. The tension in the room had a life of its own.

“You all know by now Piotr is in town. We’re fucked if we don’t get a lead on the guns in the next 48 hours. I want ideas!”

“I can go back to my contact and see if he can run the trace again on that call DD received. Maybe we can get a lead in the direction, if nothing else,” Boa offered.

“Prez, I got a call late last night about a location for Virgil Williams. He grew up in 7th Ward and might know something about the Rogue Boys.” Bones said.

“Where?”

“This cabin out in the Bayou. I’ve got an address,” Bones confirmed.

“Alright, I feel like getting out. You and I will ride out there,” I said.

“I’m coming with,” Whiskey chimed in.

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