The Union

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

18+ MINORS DNI 18+

!!!EXPLICIT CONTENT!!!

This chapter has a dash of plot mixed with all the action. Enter at your own risk!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A few days later, Eisa found Loki sitting on the shoe bench in their closet, drumming his fingers nervously on the lid of the box in his lap.

"Loki? What are you doing?"

He quickly stashed the box under the bench, "Nothing, Dove. Just lost in thought, I suppose."

He stood and busied himself reorganizing his sock drawer.

"What were you thinking about?" Eisa walked over and stilled his hands, "You have been very distracted lately."

He picked up her hand and kissed it, "My mind has been on a meandering journey far and wide. I will not burden you with all the trivial details."

"Are you sure? I don't mind."

"I am sure. What have you got there?" He motioned to the parchment envelope in her other hand.

"A messenger brings us news from the infirmary. I wanted us to read it together." Loki took the parchment envelope and broke the wax seal.

"It is from Healer Ebbe." His eyes skimmed the note and his features darkened, "Despite their best efforts, Greta has gone to be with her ancestors."

Eisa's hand flew to her mouth, "No."

He folded the note and stuffed it into his pocket. He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. She cried hard as fat tears rolled down her face.

"She didn't deserve this."

"I know, sweetling."

"She was so kind."

He hummed in agreement.

She choked and sobbed for several minutes.

"Oh, Loki," she wiped her nose with her hand, "She is dead because of me."

"It was not your fault, Dove. Whoever orchestrated the attack is responsible. We will find out who did this and make them pay. Your only crime was marrying me." He placed a hand on the side of her face and dried her cheek with his thumb.

"A crime I would commit again if given the chance," she whispered.

"Stupid girl," Loki whispered back.

She gave him a half smile before burying her face in his chest again. He stroked her hair and cooed reassuring words as they stood in their closet and mourned their chambermaid.

oOXOo

"Eisa?" Loki called for his wife one evening after dinner. She had slipped away and disappeared while he was relaxing on the balcony. He followed the sound of soft music to their bedroom.

"What's all this?" Loki looked around the candlelit room with a smirk on his face.

"Close the door and take a seat next to the fireplace," Eisa called from behind the bathroom door.

"What are you up to?" He removed his boots and took a seat in the armchair.

"You'll see."

He was instantly filled with excited energy, a giddy grin on his face. He ran his fingers through his hair to tame it and opened a couple buttons on the top of his shirt before relaxing back and trying to look nonchalant.

After what felt like ages, Eisa emerged from the bathroom barefoot, her toenails were painted with a shiny black-green lacquer that matched her fingernails. She was wearing a short black silk dressing gown, tied loosely around her waist. Loki shifted in his seat at the sight of her breasts barely covered by the thin fabric. Her hair was unbound and flowing around her shoulders in shiny copper ringlets.

He cleared his throat as he tore his gaze away from her body to look to her smirking face, "It is a little early for bedtime, don't you think?"

"I am not the least bit tired." She stopped in front of him and leaned back on the foot of the bed, drawing Loki's gaze up the length of her shapely dancer's legs.

"G-good. That's good. Why don't you come over here and have a seat on my lap?"

She shook her head, "Uh-uh."

"No?" His hands were aching to touch her.

"No. I want a dance. Will you dance with me?"

"Wearing that?" His gaze drifted up and down her body again.

"No, not wearing this." She slowly loosened her sash, slid the robe off her shoulders, and let it pool on the floor near her feet. She was naked except for the tiny barely-there sheer panties Loki had gifted her on her birthday.

Loki moaned loudly and shifted in his seat again as he took in the sight of her. "Norns..."

"You said to surprise you." She turned in a slow circle for him, "What do you think? Are you pleased with your purchase?"

"I," he blew out a sharp breath, "I don't know. Why don't you come closer and let me have a better look."

She shook her head and held her hand out to him, "About that dance?"

"You, ah," he licked his lips, "you want to dance?"

"Mm-hmm."

"Very well." He took a deep breath before he stood and adjusted his cock in his trousers. He gave her a little bow, "Princess, may I have this dance?"

She curtsied in response, "It would be my pleasure, Your Highness."

Loki resisted the strong urge to run his hands all over her body and he kept his gaze focused on her face as he danced with her.

"Do you know what today is?" Eisa asked him shyly.

"Besides one of the best days of my existence?" He ran his hand down and squeezed her bum.

"Do you recall what happened one year ago today?"

He blinked down at her, not connecting the dots.

She chuckled, "Happy anniversary, Loki."

He stopped twirling with her and stood stock still as he stared down at her.

"A year of wedded bliss already?"

"Yes," she bit her lip as she toyed with the neckline of his shirt, "and I was thinking..." she snuggled closer to him as he brought both of is hands to her waist, "I was thinking it was time."

Loki's heart rate quickened in his chest.

"You have been so generous lavishing pleasure upon me anytime I wanted it. You have been so gentle and tender with me. You have been so patient with me as I am learning to reciprocate your efforts."

Eisa blushed with embarrassment as she recalled the clumsy attempts she made to pleasure him with her mouth. Loki assured her it would become easier with practice, but she still felt a pang of guilt every time he gently pulled her face away from his cock and finished with his hand. He always tried to make her feel better by thanking her for getting him started, but she knew she was getting the most pleasure out of their bedroom activities.

"I am ready. I love you. I want to make love to you."

"Are you sure?" His hands squeezed her hips.

She pressed up and kissed him softly, "Let me show you how much I love you." She kissed him again and took a step back. She took both of his hands in hers and walked them over to the bed.

"Wait," Loki pulled her back close to his body. "Let's finish our dance first."

She grinned and gave him a small nod.

Loki continued to twirl her around the candlelit bedroom, his gaze trained on her pretty face as he held her soft body in his arms. When the piece ended, Eisa helped him pull his shirt over his head before pulling him down for kisses. He picked her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist and deepened the kiss.

He placed her on the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees in front of her.

"Loki..." She protested as he started kissing up her thighs.

"In time, Dove. We have all night," he put her legs over his shoulders. Eisa closed her eyes and raised her arms over her head, grabbing fistfuls of the duvet.

"I will never tire of the taste of you." He moaned as he ran his tongue over the cleft of her sex in the gusset-less panties.

Soon she was writhing on the bed making her desire known to him as she moaned and cried out while he pleasured her. He brought her to the brink of ecstasy before he pushed into her deep with his first two fingers. She was so tight and so wet, squeezing him as she came undone.

Loki stood and watched over her pridefully as her body bucked and trembled; as aftershocks tore through her. She was panting and breathless, biting down on the tip of her small finger, eyes closed as she sunk deep into her bliss. Candlelight danced along her soft skin in the dim room, her hair fanned out around her. He had never seen anything more beautiful.

Fucking Hel... He was frozen in place, cock aching as he stared at her, hands fisted at his sides, straining to control himself. His lips curled over his teeth, and he had to suppress a growl. A primal need to claim her as his own was squeezing him from the inside.

Eisa gradually regained her wits and sat up slowly, taking in the sight of her husband; his muscles tight, pupils blown wide. She ran her hands up his thighs and freed him from the constraints of his trousers. She nuzzled him with the side of her cheek before cupping his balls and circling his cock. She ran her tongue up his length and over his head. She sucked languidly on the tip, causing Loki's toes to curl into the plush rug beneath his feet.

Eisa alternated between licking and sucking him as she pumped him with her fist. He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb as he watched her work. Her cheeks were hollowed with her efforts, and her eyes were closed in concentration. "You are so pretty. Look at me." She opened her eyes to look up at him; her irises looked like golden pools of honey in the low light.

"Fuck, Dove," Loki briefly clamped his eyes shut and threw his head back, "You are making me feel so good."

"Mmmmm..." she hummed in approval. The vibration on his cock causing him to buck his hips involuntarily. He pushed his long fingers under her hair and held her head still as he gave her a few gentle thrusts, being careful not to go too deep.

"You are doing so well."

"Mmmm..." she moaned around him.

He pulled himself out of her mouth and wiped the drool off her chin with his thumb. "Scoot, little dove." He motioned for her to move to the center of the bed. She obeyed quickly and watched him eagerly as he slowly removed his trousers. He climbed onto the bed and knelt between her feet. His large hands slid up her thighs and he removed her panties more gently than he wanted to.

Eisa held her arms open to him, and he crawled up her body, his mouth crashing down on hers. He rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him. She kissed him slowly but deeply, reigning in his frenzy, his large hands skimmed her body, relishing the soft heat of her flesh pressed to his.

She pulled back to look at his face, "I love you, Loki."

He brushed her hair away from her face, "I love you, Eisa. You are my bright light in this dark world."

"Oh, Loki..." She reached between them and circled his cock, "I don't want to throw cold water on this fire but, I don't know what to do next."

He smiled as he kissed up her neck, "Relax. That's rule number one."

"Easier said than done." She yelped as Loki flipped her onto her back again and propped himself up on one elbow alongside her.

"Are you scared?"

"Maybe a little." It was no use lying to him. "Will it hurt?"

"I don't know. I hope not. If it does, it won't last for long. Have you changed your mind?"

"Definitely not."

He smirked as he palmed her breast and kneaded it.

"Do you trust me?"

"Without question."

His finger ran lightly over her skin tracing intricate patterns all the way down until he reached the top of her thighs. He started to softly stroke her sex as he leaned over to kiss her mouth again.

"We will go slow. You let me know if anything hurts or feels uncomfortable."

"Yes." Eisa licked her lips and opened her legs wider for him. Welcoming him in as he slipped his fingers inside her.

"If anything hurts, we can switch tactics. But you must be honest with me. Promise me." He made the 'come hither' motion with his fingers inside her.

"Mmmm...ah, yes... I promise." She bit her lip and closed her eyes.

He watched her face as he rubbed her clit with this thumb and when she was good and wet again, he settled over her, lining his cock up to her entrance.

"Ready?"

"Yes," Eisa panted.

He slowly eased the tip inside. Her eyes went wide briefly. He pulled completely out and pushed back in again, just a little deeper. He continued his slow ministrations, inch by glorious inch until he was fully seated inside her. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, eyes clamped shut, straining to remain still, trying to think of anything other than the tight wet heat of his pretty wife's cunt sheathing his eager cock. He squeezed her thigh as calmed himself.

"Thoughts?" Loki managed to breathe out, pulling back to gauge her reaction.

"Big."

Loki smirked, "You alright?"

She squeezed him and smiled, "I feel full. It is pleasant."

Loki shifted his hips, giving her the tiniest of thrusts as he waited for her to adjust to his girth, "You are taking me so well." He kissed her softly on the lips. She responded by running her hands through his hair and deepening the kiss. When her tongue brushed against his, he moaned, pulled out halfway, and pushed back in again.

Eisa gasped and her hips rose to meet his. "Do that again." Loki obeyed and her toes curled into the sheets. "Loki..."

"Good?"

"Gods, yes, Loki." She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and buried her face in his neck as he started rutting into her.

Their bodies found a rhythm.

"You... ah..." he reached down and squeezed her thigh, "You are so... so perfect." He was feeling a little delirious. The scent of her shampoo, the heat of her body, her perfect little cunt squeezing him just right.

"I... I must stop." Loki rested his forehead on hers as he abruptly stilled himself.

"What?! No, Loki please don't." She rolled her hips, encouraging him to continue.

"Mmmm.... I can't." He circled the tip of his nose around hers. "I'm going to come."

"Yes, yes come for me, Loki. I want you to come with me." She raised her hips again, "Please?"

"Trust me," he chuckled breathily, "I want to. But this is how babies are made, Dove." He kissed her sweetly as he pulled out of her. Eisa whined loudly. "Don't move. I will be right back."

She let out a frustrated sigh and covered her face with both of her hands. Loki returned from the closet with a box.

"I apologize for the interruption," he set the box on his nightstand, "I didn't have the forethought to grab these ahead of time."

Eisa propped herself up on her elbows. "Medical supplies?"

"Sheaths," he removed a circle-shaped packet, "this will catch my seed, preventing-"

"You can explain the mechanics later. Just please," she motioned with her hand for him to hurry up, "come back to me."

"Yes ma'am." He smirked as he unrolled the sheath down his length. He settled over her again, "How are you feeling?"

"Empty." She pulled him down and kissed him as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He pressed into her slowly and groaned loudly.

"Eisa...my Gods..." he smothered her in kisses, "Gods you feel so good."

She held onto his shoulders as their bodies found their rhythm again. She closed her eyes and concentrated on her body. She felt the stretch, the slight burn as her body make room for him, but she also felt the delightful drag of his cock along her walls and the rhythmic pressure on her clit every time he pressed into her.

Yes, she thought, yes, this is right. This is good. This is so, so good.

She opened her eyes and watched Loki's face; his mouth agape, eyes trained on her breasts as they bounced in rhythm with their bodies in motion. She tucked a piece of his hair behind his ear, and he looked at her face and smiled. Gods he was beautiful. The most perfect creature in all the Nine. Eisa moaned loudly as she felt another wave of arousal wash over her followed by a slick warmth on her thighs.

Loki bit his lip and shook his head, "I won't last much longer if you keep that up. It is music to my ears."

"I'm going to come!" Eisa realized suddenly, surprised by how quickly she was heading to the climax. "Oh, don't stop."

Loki groaned when he felt her walls flutter around his cock.

"Oh, oh, oh..." Her eyes closed, and her mouth fell open in a silent scream. She slid her hands down Loki's back and squeezed his ass, pulling him closer to her.

"Ah... fuck... yes, Eisa..." his hips bucked and stuttered as he followed her over the edge, her sweet cunt milking his cock for all its worth.

They were both panting and breathless, trembling together. He collapsed on top of her, putting the full weight of his body on her for the first time as he wrapped her up in his arms.

"I love you."

"I love you."

He laid there for a moment as Eisa played with his hair. He didn't want to move. He didn't want to leave the bed, but he knew he had to.

"I'm going to draw us a warm bath, yes?" He kissed her and pulled out of her slowly, careful not to spill the contents of the sheath.

"Yes." She stretched and smiled at him wickedly, "So that was sex."

"That was sex." He laughed and put his hand on her hip as he sat next to her on the bed. "What did you think?"

"I think," she sat up and kissed him, "it was the most amazing thing I have ever done."

"You were amazing. Are you sure you've never done that before?" She slapped his arm playfully. He kissed her back, "Wait here. I'm going to start the water."

oOXOo

The candlelight danced around the room as Loki and Eisa soaked in the tub of warm, bubbly water together. He pulled her close to him, her back on his chest and she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Did I hurt you?" He twined his fingers in hers.

"I am a little sore down there. But I am not complaining."

"I should have gone slower your first time."

"Hush. It was perfect. I am a little pissed though."

"Why?"

"We wasted a YEAR, Loki. We could have been doing this for a year now."

Loki chuckled, "It would not have been the same, Dove. It would have just been sex. I did not love you a year ago."

"I loved you."

He shook his head, "You had a crush on me. You didn't know me enough to love me. There is a difference."

"I will agree to disagree with you on that one." She picked up his hand and nuzzled it with her cheek. "In the mountains, I told you I wouldn't try and push you into something you didn't want to do. Are you upset with me for instigating?"

"No. No, no, no." Loki laughed, "I have been thinking about bedding you non-stop for weeks now."

"Why didn't you bring it up?"

"I don't know. I guess I just felt selfish."

"I don't know why you would feel selfish. You are a very generous lover."

"I don't know. It is hard for me to trust my own judgment sometimes. I am not an Asgardian, Dove. I doubt myself constantly since I discovered what I truly am."

"Who you truly are, Loki of Asgard. And you always have been. Give or take a few hours before the King found you." She studied his massive hand in hers. "To think I felt full with these fingers inside me. Ooof."

He kissed her temple. He did not want to discuss his otherness with her anymore. How could she understand? She doesn't feel the flashes of instinct he feels trying to take over at times. As far as he knows, he is the only full-blooded Frost Giant living on Asgard in secret. There is no one else he could talk with to determine if what he feels is 'normal' or due to his biology. His mind healers have helped him immeasurably, but they could only help him from the experience of an Asgardian.

He shook himself out of the grasp of melancholy that threatened to spoil his mood. He had so much to be happy about at the moment.

I just made love to my wife. Loki shook his head and chuckled to himself. A statement he never thought would come from him.

He sat and held Eisa in the water as she hummed a happy tune.

"Happy Anniversary, Dove. I am sorry I didn't realize what today was. I would have gotten you a present."

"You gave me the best present I could have asked for. I am truly your wife now. No one can contest or say otherwise. I am yours completely."

Mine.

"Happy Anniversary, Loki. I love you." She twisted around to face him.

"You have changed my life for the better. I love you."

They shared several sweet kisses and enjoyed each other's company until the water went cold.