To Wish Upon a Viking by Ishabelle Torry

Author:Ishabelle Torry [Torry, Ishabelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ishabelle Torry

Chapter Eleven

Loki stood before the beautiful temptress, his eyes sweeping over every luscious curve of her body as she lay on the mattress before him. Snow white hair draped over petite shoulders, resting just short of covering the round swell of her ample breasts. Odin had outdone himself when he’d created the human female. Pliant, supple curves made for a man’s pleasure. He licked his lips as he lowered himself between her thick, spread thighs. “What news do you have of Baldur?” he asked as he kissed a trail up her neck.

Her pretty pink lips pouted. “Can it not wait until after we’ve taken our pleasure?” she purred as she arched her back upward.

Loki chuckled. “You know how this works, Ava. Knowledge before pleasure.”

She moaned as his thumb sought out her clit, gently manipulating the bud, and then building speed and pressure as she writhed beneath him. “The lady suspects nothing, as far as I can tell. She’s too irate with the jarl to think about anything other than returning to her own time.”

“And what of Jarl Baldur?” he probed further. “How does his mood fare?”

She moaned as he slipped a finger inside her wet cunt, and began to move it in and out slowly. “He’s…he’s…occupied elsewhere these last days. Oh, oh, oh! More, Loki, please!”

“That’s my obedient whore,” he cooed as he slipped a second finger inside and thrust harder into her warm tightness. “Where be that? Tell me. Does he sulk behind the closed doors of his bedchamber?”

She pushed her lower half against his hand, seeking more fulfillment. When he denied her further pleasure, she released a long, drawn out sigh of contempt. “Nei. He’s left Lady Lana to her own muses in the care of Helga while he spends his days betwixt worlds, tending Idun’s garden from what I hear.”

“He what?” Loki bellowed as he withdrew his fingers from Ava’s cunt and thrust himself to his feet. “Jötunn’s teeth! You have failed your god, mistress.” Pleasure forgotten, she scurried across the mattress as far as she could possibly get from the irate frost giant. She narrowed her eyes, watching him warily with her back against the wall, and knees drawn to her chest. “It not be my fault! I did what ye asked.”

“Nei, you did not. Or that damned Aesir filth would be otherwise occupied, you injudicious wench.”

“But the jarl is occupied,” Ava insisted. “He’s too busy brooding away from the town to care what ye be up to lately. You have free rein to do as ye please.”

“The whole purpose was to keep him in town!”

“Perhaps then ye should have told me so!” she countered. “I plead Baldur’s case to the lady as instructed. Ye cannot blame me if she didn’t do as expected.”

“Can I not?” he said as he raised a single hand before him and slowly clenched his fist, as if he were choking the air.

Ava gasped and sputtered as she tried to draw in the precious oxygen he was gradually stealing from her lungs.

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