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Chapter 18 ~ Angst and resolution

Recap:

"One word about this to any of them, and I'll have your tongues," he threatened before storming out of the room to the sound of their cackling and the confused sounds of the people who were still regaining consciousness.

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Loki marched straight to Reyna's room and flung the door open, finding the woman with her back toward him on the bed, reading a book. She jumped a bit at the sudden noise but continued reading as if nothing had happened, hiding the rising stress in her chest from the god's anger filling the room.

"Has the prince come to act out his desires?" Reyna asked calmly, almost uninterested, as she flipped the page. Her apparent nonchalance made his blood boil. The prince picked her off the bed and threw her into the wall with a hand pressed against her throat.

"You dare mock me, mortal. To insult my honor?" Loki was fuming.

"I did no such thing! I did nothing without your permission," Reyna shot back, trying to ignore the hand around her neck.

"You put a desire spell on me. Is that what you call permission?" He growled. Loki was angry, and all of her instincts screamed that she was in danger. Putting her panic on the down-low, like she always did in situations with humiliated males, she masked everything behind a calm and collected expression.

"Oh, that's the problem? Well, let me tell me something, my dear prince. I can never create feelings or desires. I only amplify them. So, what you are saying is that you already want to bed me." Barely was she able to get out the words before she got thrown back onto the bed, with Loki slowly stalking after her like a predator.

"I have no intention of bedding a succubus like you," Loki was steadily getting closer, but Reyna's smirk only grew.

"But oh, how you desire it. You want to take me right here on this bed until I cry for mercy, to show me why they call you the dark prince. No one can hide those things from me. Not even a prince of Asgård," she taunted as she sat up on her knees. Loki was upon her now, a fist in her curly hair angling her face up to look at him and the other taking her arm and pinning it to her back, forcing her closer to him. An almost inaudible sound escaped her lips had him fighting not to surrender to her. She knew what she was doing to him and loved every second of it.

"I will not indulge you, little temptress. However much you want me to," Loki growled. A smirk was the only warning he got before Reyna had flipped them over, slamming Loki into the bed with her straddling his hips and pinning his wrists over his head with one hand, the other trailing his jawline. Reyna cocked her head, flipping her hair to one side as she looked down at the god. A dark chuckle left her mouth as she leaned into him.

"I have had many men in my bed. I can have every single one of those in this compound in my bed tonight, if I so wish. One word, I'll have them screaming my name. One word, they will be kneeling at my feet, begging for more. One word, and you will be the one craving, needing my touch again." Slowly, she moved down his body, pausing just over his crotch. Involuntarily, his breath hitched as she smirked up at him. Then she slid off the bed and stood up, and without another word, she left the room. Loki cursed. Both knew who had won this battle.

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One by one, the team entered the kitchen, humming at the wonderful smell of Reyna's cooking that filled the air. Everyone sat at the table and ate the traditional Brazillian meal that the woman had served them. Though, it still embarrassed some that they fell for her tricks so easily, while others treated the event as just another day at work.