It's the end

Chapter 12- loki's chambers part 2

His voice echoed though my mind as his hands continued to wonder my naked form. With a heavy grin he took a step forward; towering over me while his hands run up my side. The sudden moments caused me to shuffle back. With hesitation my head turned to look at the man with enchanting eyes, only to see the once grin that sat on his face was gone. His eyes narrowed. He stood over me with anger: it was save to say I had caused anger to fall upon the man whether it was intentional or not.

Loki: really, pet. In a instant, his hand clasped my throat. I began frantically clawing and cutting at his exposed skin that clung to my throat, unwitting to give way. The raven haired man drew me closer I strive to set myself free of his hold proving no luck. Shhhhhh... stop your squirming.

3rd view

The God pulled y/n till his lips was inches away from hers. Hot breath fell onto her face, that lead to her releasing a deep breath that rebounded off his crimson soft lips.

The fingers loosened. Y/n fell back down on the bed a little wince leaving her mouth; Loki crawled over the bare form of the woman laying beneath him. Pressing his tight fits into the silk sheets besides her head; y/n froze unable to comprehend the actions of the muscular man, allowing him to have full control over her...

Loki's knees sunk and nestled in the middle of the women's legs that stretched out over the edge of the pine green king size bed. Her mind forced her to retreat her sight away from the raven haired man- only to be stopped. By a hand stoking her delicate jaw down to her chin, and a light pull sent her gaze back on the man above. She tug at her robe, hoping that with a little force- would send it wrapping around her body. That not being the case as Loki saw her efforts and he pulled it further down her arms till they slipped out of the warm comforts of the fluffy sleeves.

Loki: now be a good girl and tell me what you want. Y/n lay there unwilling to utter a single word, that was save to say it wasn't the greatest of ideas as Loki stared down with a hit of annoyance before lowering himself closer to the fragile woman; he ran his lips over her ear as he spoke. My dear, I will ask you once more... tell me what you want.

His hands traveled down then gripped the flesh of her inner thigh. Y/n bit her tongue as to not make some snarky remark that would cause her more trouble and instead stared at him while he's eyes scour her body.

Y/n view

' you fucking bastard' I thought, knowing I couldn't say it just brought me more anger and irradiation.

His fingers rode up my opened legs. Without thinking I pulled myself up with my hand stretched out, and heading for his face; I knew that this was stupid but the rage that had built up was taking over my actions.

The loud thuds of my heart began to echo through my mind. With every beat, draw me further into the darkness of my thoughts; ' what the hell am I doing...'