Page 25 of Loki

He'd even confessed his failure to Jorunn, and she hadn't hated him for it. She'd still offered to help him. Which made her stand high above all the women he'd ever known, even if he wasn't already in love with her. She knew him, saw into his heart like no one else.

It wasn't like he'd betrayed Odin and his men on purpose. He hadn't said a word to Erik or his witches, no matter what they threatened him with. Even when he'd thought they'd kill him, still he'd stayed silent.

Death might be preferable to this, though. Because when he saw Odin again, and Odin believed Erik's lies, the look of disappointment on the man's face was more than Loki could take.

But right now, it was just him and Jorunn, approaching the camp. Where there was a tent with a bed and hours before dawn which he knew exactly how he wanted to fill...

TWENTY-SIX

Jorunn wasn't quite sure how it happened. One moment, she'd been drowsing on Loki the pony's back, and the next, he was carrying her in his very human arms into her tent, laying her on her bed and...fuck, he was good. And hot and hard and...divine.

When she woke at dawn, he was gone, but he returned at sunset, and one thing had led to another, and...

By day, she searched through the boxes of artefacts, trying and failing to find an opportunity to sneak into Nik's tent to search it, but with everyone confined to camp by the bad weather, sneaking anywhere was impossible.

By night, Loki fucked her senseless, and then fucked her some more, because the sex was just so amazing she couldn't bear to stop.

Finally, in the pale predawn light, as she watched Loki fasten his pants and pull on his boots, ready to depart, she blurted out, "Why don't I try to do what you did? Pretend to seduce him, drug his drink so he falls asleep, and then search his tent while he's passed out?"

"I did not pretend to seduce you, nor did a drug you," Loki growled.

No. He'd definitely seduced her, and she hadn't even touched a drop of the aquavit since Sibyl left. Loki was addictive, all by himself. "I'm sorry, it's just that I thought..."

"Do you want to seduce this man?" His expression was thunderous.

Jorunn shuddered. "Fuck, no. I'd rather blow the ice man Karl keeps hoping to find."

"Then we will not discuss this further. We will find a way to search his tent for the stolen brooch, and this bastard will not lay a finger on you." Loki reached out and trailed his own finger up the inside of her thigh, stopping short of plunging it into her core.

They'd spent all night together, and here she was, opening her mouth to beg for more.

"We will find another plan. Perhaps when the weather clears and you all walk down by the lake, to survey the site, as you say, you and I will conduct our search. Yes?" His finger stroked her, lightly, tantalisingly, but her clit was so sensitive after a night of his ministrations, she nearly came again on the spot.

"Yes," she whimpered, as he continued to stroke.

"Your sweetness is mine alone and I will not share you with a common thief. Not for Odin, or vengeance for a dozen villages, or anything," Loki swore.

She let out a cry as one more burst of ecstasy engulfed her, but when she opened her eyes, he was gone.

TWENTY-SEVEN

Finally, the inevitable happened. Sibyl returned, and sunset found Jorunn sitting in her tent, staring at the stuff on Sibyl's bed. There was no way she and Loki would be able to get up to mischief with Sibyl here. She ached for him already, and she knew she only had moments before he appeared. What was she going to do?

"Thor has agreed to provide a distraction," Loki said. "Come, I need you to peek into the feasting hall tent, to see if everyone is there, and if they are, you must come and help me with the search." He tapped his lips. "There's just one small thing. We also need to look for his hammer."

Jorunn rubbed her face, trying to wrap her head around the change of plans. From looking forward to incredible sex to not knowing how to tell him they couldn't to now trying to find Thor's hammer a second time, when it had been a miracle to find it the first time?

Finally, she just shook her head. Miraculous or not, they were doing this.

"Right. Let's find Frigg's brooch and Thor's hammer," Jorunn said.

"But first you must check the feasting hall," Loki insisted.

"Okay."

Jorunn slipped into the mess tent, which was particularly crowded tonight.

"Everybody must drink a toast to our handfasting!" roared a blonde bloke who could easily have posed as a Hemsworth brother. Until he turned to kiss Sibyl's cheek, and Jorunn had to admit he was better looking than any actor. No wonder Sibyl was blushing.

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