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"Mmm. My monster," she murmured, as her eyes drifted shut.

Perhaps he shouldn't have pounded into her so hard, so that she'd scream louder. Then she might not have tired so quickly, and they might have made love for longer. He swore he'd keep the pace slow and steady next time, so that they'd have all night.

Next time, and the one after that.

It took all his willpower to leave her chamber and return to the others in the cafeteria. Except the only person left there was the blonde girl, Jorunn.

"Where is everyone?" he asked.

"I imagine Freyja's asleep, or you'd still be pounding the walls. Sibyl and Thor are busy breaking the bed, and Loki and I would be doing the same, except he left as soon as it got dark, so he could steal a body for you." She gestured toward his horns. "I take it you told her everything and it went well, then? Unless I missed the argument and what I heard was make up sex."

Before, when he was married to Frigg, talk of sex had always made him uncomfortable, because he knew he'd have to lie. Now, though...

Odin allowed himself a satisfied smile. "I believe she is pleased with me, yes."

"I sure hope so, because that's some seriously fucked up shit you pulled. Faking your own death. If Loki tried that with me, I'd pull all his feathers off."

It took Odin a moment to realise what she'd said. "He told you his secret?" Loki must intend to marry the woman, then, for he'd never told anyone else. Odin only knew because Loki had come to him in animal form when his village was under attack.

"Which one? The shapeshifting, or the illusions? Or just magic in general? I've got to admit, the night he made himself look like me still makes me shudder. I have nightmares that he'll do it again one night when we're doing it, and put me right off." She shuddered. "He flew back as a falcon. He said it'd be faster. Thor wanted him to take his time choosing a body and to come back tomorrow night, but he promised me he'd be back by dawn. He'll be pissed if Thor and Sibyl break the bed before we do."

"How long until dawn?" Odin asked. Slumbering in cold storage, and all his time inside this building, he didn't know what time it was.

Jorunn glanced at the thick bracelet encircling her wrist. "A couple of hours at most, I think. Maybe less. The sun rises early this time of year."

Odin blinked. "I thought it was winter, with all the snow on the ground."

Jorunn grinned. "Nope. It's the height of summer, not long past the solstice. Climate change has really messed up the weather. Early ice melt meant we got to go out to the dig site early, only to get buried in a summer blizzard. Can't even blame a volcano for this one. All the solar panels in the world won't save us, though I suppose we can hope." Then she shook her head. "Sorry. A lot of scientific advancements have happened while you were asleep. I should probably see if there's a science history channel on the internet or something that'll help you catch up."

Odin wasn't sure what she was talking about. "The solar panels on the roof help to regulate the weather?"

Jorunn blinked. "Well, maybe, if you consider reducing fossil fuel emissions to be helping, even if it's only a little. I didn't even know we had solar panels out here. I mean, it seems a bit counterintuitive, what with all the snow and all. Where'd you learn about them?"

"I read the maintenance manual for this place, then every book in the library," Odin said. "Is it true that nazis, the people who wore my family crest, killed six million people?" He could barely believe there were that many people alive in the world, let alone dead.

"History isn't really my forte. I'm a biologist by trade, so I know more about reindeer and thylacines than concentration camps. But I did hear that the numbers in the official history books are a gross underestimate. I met a Polish girl once who used to be a guide at one of the camps, and she said it was more like twenty million."

Odin couldn't imagine those kind of numbers.

Loki stumbled into the cafeteria, looking absolutely exhausted. "Wake up the others, so you can tell me where to put the body. I've left it outside in the snow, but I'll need to get it inside by dawn, and that's not far off."

Odin held up his hand. "Let them sleep. I shall show you, and if Freyja wants you to move it or do anything else with it, she can tell you in the morning."

FORTY-ONE

Freyja woke in a warm, snug bed, with a body pressed up against hers. Odin, just as magnificent as she remembered. No horns this morning, though. But his cock was hard and ready, reminding her how much she wanted more of him. Especially if the police would be here to arrest her tomorrow morning. This might be the last chance she had to have morning sex with him ever.

"Ah, you are awake. The others will be pleased. They have been waiting to see if you approve of Loki's find."

Loki...hadn't they sent him looking for a body?

Suddenly she wasn't so interested in sex any more. Cadavers did do that to a person.

"Can't we just stay in bed a little longer?"

"If you approve of what he brought, then I will be able to warm your bed every night, for as long as you wish."

"Forever." The word was out of her mouth before she'd thought it through, but she knew it was true.

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