Stolen: Married (Loki & Evelyn)

Loki didn't want a big formal, royal ceremony. He asked if it would be all right with me if we just married quietly. I told him the only thing I cared about was being his wife. The day after he proposed to me, he went to his Mother and told her about me. She was happy her son found love again and agreed to allow us to marry. Since she was the queen, she could even perform the ceremony herself. Two days after he proposed to me, Loki and I were married in the palace gardens by the light of the full moon. I asked why he wanted to marry at night. He said it was the best way not to draw attention to ourselves and he really wanted to do it outside.

For our night time marriage ceremony, I wore a dress of deep emerald green and black. Loki's two favorite colors. He was dressed in green and black as well. There was no one there but the three of us. We recited our vows of love and devotion to each other and were then united in marriage. Loki gave me a beautiful band of gold with tiny emeralds wrapping around the top; he even wore one that matched it. He swore he was proud to show all the realms that an amazing woman had won his heart. We sealed our vows with a kiss. His Mother wished us well and then left us to return to the palace.

Loki took my hand and lead me off to a far corner of the garden where the high wall was located. He parted the vines to reveal a small wooden door. He opened it with a key he withdrew from his pocket and carefully pushed it open. I had no trouble walking through the short, narrow door but he had to duck to keep from hitting his head on the stones. I realized after passing through the door that this didn't lead to outside of the palace garden. Under the bluish-white light of the full moon I could see an enormous water fountain in the center of the stone walkway far in front of me, toward the center of the garden. I could see climbing roses of every color all over the walls and some other purple flower I didn't know. There were a couple of large trees with overhung branches; I think they are called Willow trees. I could make out statues here and there scattered throughout; as well as a bench or two. After I marveled at my surroundings for a while, I finally asked Loki, "What is this place?"

"It was Sigyn's garden. I gave it to her after we married to do with as she pleased. No one has been here since her death except for myself and the three gardeners I pay to keep everything up so the plants don't die. Our sons used to play here when they were little boys. My hope was to keep it alive and beautiful so I could give it again to my next wife. I just didn't realize it would take so long for me to find another woman I could love enough to make my wife," he paused as he took my hand and placed the key in my palm. He went on, "It is now yours to do with as you please. You are welcome to change it to suit your own tastes. I only ask that you fill it with the laughter of our children."

I closed my hand around the key as I turned to look over it once more, "Oh Loki, it's beautiful! I don't know that I would change a thing."

"You might feel different when you see it by the light of day. It doesn't have to be right away. You might change your mind a few years down the road of life."

He then reached out to take my free hand and lead me to an area near one of the trees where there was a thick patch of grass. I noticed there was a large blanket spread out on the ground. He sat down and invited me to join him. I sat next to him and he wasted no time in cupping my left cheek with one hand and kissing me passionately. His lips soon moved onto my neck as he unlaced the bodice of my dress and moved it off of my shoulders. I reveled in the sensations of his lips on my neck; I loved his kisses. I came to my senses enough to say, "Loki, are we going to do it here? Out in the garden?"

He pulled my dress down and helped me out of it. "That was my plan darling. I want to make love to my beautiful bride under the light of the full moon."

He soon stripped me completely naked as I no longer wore a corset because of the baby. He then stripped as well and leaned over me to kiss my lips again. His lips were soon down on my breasts where he gave them a good tongue bath before working his way back up to my lips. There was a fiery passion that burned within me at the realization I was about to make love to my husband. Husband. I never thought I was going to have one of those. I suddenly pushed against him and turned him to lay him out on his back on the blanket as I swung my right over his body to straddle him. He didn't expect that at all. I kissed his lips with all the fiery passion I felt awakened within me. I paused just long enough to say, "My turn!"

 My lips moved onto his neck as I trailed around it with my tongue, nipping him roughly in some places. He moaned every time I bit him. I ran my hands all over his body as my lips made their way to his groin. He was rock hard by the time I finally go to it and slipped my mouth over it. I took it in as far as I could while I swirled my tongue around the sensitive underside. I then withdrew my mouth slowly while raking my teeth against his hardness. He moaned loudly. I paused at the tip to suck hard before sliding my mouth down onto it again. I withdrew quickly and carefully crawled up his body, so close to him that hard cock rubbed against my flesh until I slid it into my wet slit. I very slowly took him into my body. I shifted so I was sitting upright and took his enormous cock in up to the hilt as I began to ride him slowly. Within minutes he was trying to rock his hips and encourage me to move faster. I moved up until he was out of me and he groaned loudly. "It's my turn to tease you dear husband. I've endured your delicious torture and now it's your turn to endure mine. Now are you going to be a good boy and let me have my way with you?"

His yes came out in a soft moan, to which I replied, "Hm, what was that? I didn't quite hear you."

I rubbed my wet slit against the tip of his hard cock as he cried out, "YES!"

I moved him back within me and took him in all the way again. He moaned as I moved slowly up and down on him. I kept my pace slow and teasing; I very gradually moved faster so the tension slowly built up in both of us. He tried to move faster again and I shouted "HOLD IT!"

He groaned and said, "You are a naughty little vixen!"

"Now you know how it feels to want to release it so bad and be denied. You need to wait for me."

I began moving faster, but it wasn't fast enough to suit him. After a few short minutes, he grabbed me, sat up, pulled me close to his body and began fucking me furiously. We were both loudly moaning until he finally shot his load inside of me and I reached my own screaming climax. He fell back onto the blanket, panting like he'd been running as fast as he could. I sat between his thighs, breathing just as hard. Once he was able to speak, he said, "I did not expect that!"

I moved to lay on my stomach next to him on the blanket. "I know you didn't. That's why it's called a surprise."

"It's was a damned fine surprise! I think I've created a monster!"

I laughed at that as I rolled over. It was rather uncomfortable to lay on my stomach now that I was pregnant. We laid there for quite a while gazing at the moon and stars. Finally he suggested we go inside and get some sleep. He dressed again, but wrapped the blanket around me. He picked up my clothes and carried them for me as we went into the palace. He had a terrace entrance to his room that we utilized so no one would see us enter.

As soon as we were inside, I flung the blanket in the direction of the sofa and climbed into bed. He stripped naked again and crawled in bed next to me, pulling me close to him. We soon drifted off to sleep, wrapped around each other.

Stolen: A Surprise for Loki (Loki & Evelyn)

I was awakened a few hours later by kisses on my face. He sure loved to awaken me that way. I didn't mind at all. Once he realized I was awake he said, "It seems we both really needed that nap. Are you hungry Darling? I definitely need something to eat."

I immediately rose and summoned Katerina to bring us food. It was then that I learned it was dinner time anyway. Apparently we had slept all afternoon. While we waited for our food to arrive, I was going to change his bandages, but he had other ideas. He pulled me down onto the bed and began kissing me. His lips roamed all over my face, down to my neck then on to my breasts. He untied the robe so he could open the front and explore my breasts with his tongue. After a few minutes spent fondling them, he withdrew to examine them closely. "Evelyn, your nipples are swollen. Are you all right?"

I had noticed them swell during the first couple of months of my pregnancy, but they hadn't returned to normal. "It must just be my hormones," I replied.

"I see," he replied as he stared intensely at me.

I began to blush from the intensity of his stare. After several minutes, he said, "Evelyn, there's something different about you. Your aura sometimes seems to be two and then it merges back into one. It's the strangest thing I've ever seen. Is there something going on with you that I need to know about?"

I took a deep breath and got up from the bed. I didn't bother to retie my robe. I could feel his eyes follow me as I paced at the foot of the bed. I decided the best thing to do was just to come right out and say it. "Yes, there is something you need to know and I really hope it doesn't upset you. Loki: I'm...I'm pregnant."

He sat up and gazed at me silently. I saw his jaws clench together a couple of times while his eyes began to shimmer with tears. Finally he managed to say, "You're pregnant? Evelyn I've been gone for four months. So what lucky man has been having his way with you?"

"Loki, I've been pregnant for the last four months. The physician informed me of it about five weeks after you left when I became very sick in the mornings. There's no one else but you Milord. You are the only man I've ever had and the only man I desire to have. When I said I love you, I meant it," I said softly as tears began to slide down my cheeks. I felt absolutely heartbroken that he thought I would cheat on him with another man.

He rose cautiously from the bed and approached me. He placed his hands gently on my abdomen and slowly stroked it. He then leaned over and caught my falling tears with his lips and kissed my face, from one side to the other until my tears ceased. "Evelyn, I'm sorry I doubted your loyalty to me."

He then carefully kneeled in front of me. He continued rubbing my abdomen gently then leaned forward and kissed it. One kiss lead to many more until he pulled me close and pressed his cheek against my body. I stood there and stroked his hair while he held me tight. Eventually he said, "How much longer until I feel the baby move within you?"

"Probably not for another month or two. I haven't even felt the first movements."

The servants soon arrived with dinner so I grabbed his robe at the end of the bed to shield his nudity from them. He grinned as he quickly put it on and I closed up mine. "It's sweet that you want to protect a modesty I don't really have," he commented.

"If my body is for your eyes only, than it only seems fair that yours is for mine," I replied.

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my lips. "I like the way you think."

We then sat down and ate our meal. We both had hearty appetites. It didn't escape his notice that I ate more than usual, "You certainly are eating a lot."

"It takes a lot of energy to make a baby in one's body," I replied.

"Yes that is true. Regardless of what species you are."

 I paused with my last bite of bread halfway to my mouth. "Do you mean to tell me that story about the horse is true?"

"Yes, my dear, it is."

"Well...at least you know what pregnancy and childbirth is like."

"In a manner I do. It's quite different when you're horse though. I suppose it's equally painful for Asgardian women. I'll be there for you when the time comes. I'm sure you'll do fine."

"I admit childbirth sort of frightens me."

"I'm sure everyone who has given birth has the same feeling...especially the first time. It's new and you don't know exactly what to expect. I'll be there for you and we'll get through it together. I promise you that. Now then, come here and give an injured man a kiss."

I grinned and got up to go to him and kiss him. He tried to pull me down onto his lap, but I objected. I didn't want my weight on his legs to possibly pop his stitches. He agreed and got up to guide me to the bed. He removed his robe and mine before we laid down and started making out. He kissed me everywhere he could easily reach, while I moaned softly, and rubbed my clit viciously with his fingers until he made me come hard. I moaned loudly when I toppled over the edge of ecstasy and he said, "There it is. There's that beautiful sound I've missed. I love your moans."

I then shifted positions so I could take his hardness into my mouth and give him the release he craved. I swirled my tongue all around the tip before I took it in as far as I could without gagging. He moaned loudly. I slid my mouth up and down while I sucked gently. It wasn't long before he reached his climax; he held my head down while he unloaded in my mouth. I couldn't help but swallow it all. He released my head then and I took my mouth off of him. I then moved up to snuggle against him.

"That was a much needed release. Thank you Darling," he said before kissing my forehead.

We snuggled for a while and then I got up to change his bandages and apply more balm before we went to sleep. Once I settled back in bed next to him, he pulled me close and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

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I changed his bandages and applied more balm while I chanted over his wounds, twice a day over the next couple of days. By the third day, he was nearly healed. I went ahead and carefully removed his stitches from his leg wound. Once I finished, I applied more balm and bandaged it again just to be safe. Once I finished, he asked if we could make love yet. I told him I saw no medical reason why he shouldn't be able to as long as he felt up to it.

"Oh I very much feel up to it," he replied in a sexy growl as he grabbed me and began kissing me passionately.

It wasn't long until those lips had wandered onto my breasts where he gently sucked on my swollen nipples. I noticed his intensity ebbed a bit so he slowed down. Instead of kissing his way down to my groin to pleasure me orally like he usually did, I soon felt his hardness slide slowly inside of me. He paused in kissing my neck to say, "I've never done this before so if I start to hurt you, just say so and I'll stop."

He began thrusting gently. "I don't understand what you mean...?"

"I've never had sex with a pregnant woman," he replied as he increased his pace slightly.

His lovemaking continued on a gentle pace though he did keep increasing the speed. It took much longer than usual, but I was still brought to a wonderful orgasm that had me moaning his name. Soon after, his followed and he rolled off of me. He pulled me close and rained kisses on my face. "Was it all right Evelyn? I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No of course you didn't. It was a lot more gentle and slow than I'm accustomed to, but it was very nice. You've really never had sex with a pregnant woman?"

"No I haven't. I was so nervous about hurting Sigyn that I wouldn't have sex with her until after she gave birth. Our boys were twins so that was the only pregnancy she had. She wasn't able to have anymore children after they were born. I have to confess that at the time I had gotten her pregnant, I didn't really care for her, so I had lovers on the side."

"Do you plan to do that again while I'm pregnant?"

He was shocked that I even asked, "Of course not! I love you Evelyn! You're my one and only until the day you die. I've never known anyone like you and I can't imagine my life without you in it."

I turned my head up to his and kissed his lips. He soon pulled back and said, "Evelyn, will you marry me?"

I gasped. Did I hear him correctly? Did he really just ask me to marry him? I was quite for a while as the thoughts and emotions whirled around in my head like a maelstrom. I finally blurted out, "But Loki, I'm just a servant..."

"Who is carrying my royal child. Evelyn, I don't care what you were before I met you; you're mine now. Please be my wife and my princess."

I looked up into his beautiful, glowing green eyes. All of his health and vigor had returned; so had his mesmerizing charm. I stared into the beautiful orbs and agreed to be his wife.

He rained more kisses upon my face and lips. "Thank you for agreeing. I promise you won't ever regret it. I love you and I will take care of you for the rest of your life. I'll look after your family too. None of you will ever want for anything ever again."

His joy was contagious and I could feel it edge out the doubt I had. I didn't doubt he loved me; I truly believed he did. My only worry was his family. How would they react to their princely son marrying a servant girl? I tried to mention my concerns about his family, but he quickly shushed me. "It'll be fine Darling. They'll welcome you because I love you. My Mother will make certain everything goes well and that you are accepted. She'll love you. Besides, when they hold their grandchild, my parents will be completely in love. I swear to you that everything will work out fine and we will live happily ever after...just like in a fairytale."

I swallowed down my doubts so I wouldn't burst his bubble of happiness. I let him take me into his arms and hold me close. I soon drifted off into a peaceful sleep despite my worries. He loves me and that's all that matters.



Chapter 10 Married

Stolen: The Sweetest of Feelings (Loki & Evelyn) {Thanks to my friend Kitt who came up with the general idea}

He left the morning that he told me he would. I got to stand outside of the palace to say good-bye. He didn't want me to go down to the Bifrost to say good-bye. There was a crowd of people gathered around, all saying their good-byes and wishes for a quick return to the group going to Alfheim. I was surprised when Loki grabbed me around the waist and kissed me in front of everyone. He hugged me close after and held me for a few minutes. The metal parts of his armor was cold against my skin, but I didn't care. I wanted to feel his heartbeat for as long as I could.

"I will be home soon Darling," he said reassuringly as he kissed my forehead repeatedly.

For my part, I was trying not to cry. I was determined not to leave him with an image of me with tears in my eyes. His brother told him it was time to go. He kissed me again before mounting his horse to ride off. Once he was out of sight, I turned to go back to his chambers, holding my head high and biting my lip so as not to cry in front of everyone. Once I was back in the privacy of his chambers, I threw myself on his bed, cuddled his pillow to me and cried myself to sleep. I was grateful that his bed sheets hadn't been changed so they still smelled of him.

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Those days slowly stretched into weeks. I tried to fill my days with reading, learning more about herbs and their healing properties, as well as long walks in the gardens. His servants took care of my needs, but I was lonely without Loki here. None of them really talked to me, other than to ask if I needed anything. I asked every morning if there was any news of his pending return and every morning I was told no. After three weeks, I stopped asking every day. I was beginning to feel rather despondent.

Five weeks after he had left, I began greeting the dawn sick to my stomach. It didn't last all day though and by noon I was ravenously hungry. After the third straight day, a female servant named Katerina, was concerned about me and sent for the royal physician. He examined me quickly upon his arrival and congratulated me. I was pregnant. I was so shocked that I was speechless. Pregnant? How would I ever tell Loki? How would he react? Would he be happy or upset with me? Then a little thought slithered into my mind: what if he doesn't come home this time? I would have to raise the baby entirely on my own; royal child or not, we weren't married, so his child would have no claims. I wouldn't even be able to prove it was his child. I took several deep breaths and did my best to calm myself down. I had to think positive. Loki would return and he would be happy to have a child with me. I couldn't stress myself with worry and negative thoughts; that couldn't be good for the baby. It then occurred to me that I knew little about babies. My sister was only four years younger than me so I had been too young to assist Mother in caring for her. I went searching through Loki's books and was pleased to find one that explained pregnancy, childbirth and child care. I read over the entire book and kept it close to me so I could refer to it often.

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    CHANGE TO LOKI'S POV

We honestly didn't expect it to take long to rid Alfheim of the fire giants invading their land. Apparently someone along the way underestimated the numbers of the giants and overestimated the numbers of Vanir already here. I suppose it could be that many of the Vanir had gotten injured. A good multitude of Vanir Mages are arrogant in their abilities and this is what happens when you get overconfident. Not to mention, there was only a very small number here skilled in elemental magic. It was the hardest to master and often feared by novices. There were few who bothered to learn it, even though it was highly effective. Upon our arrival, I easily spent most of my time attempting to heal the injured. Healing magic had never been my strongest suit, but I did what I could to ease their suffering and help speed their recovery. On more than one occasion, I found myself wishing Evelyn was here to help me. Healing was her forte. As much as I would love to have her assistance, I wouldn't want to put her in harm's way, so I certainly was not going to send for her.

One day faded into another in a mindless blur until two months had passed. I began to wonder when all of this would come to an end so I could go back home. I missed home and I missed my Evelyn. I found myself laying under the stars at night searching for Asgard among them and missing her. Her beautiful face framed by her dark brown wavy hair with lovely blue eyes, danced in my mind every time I closed my eyes. I loved her eyes; as blue as the sky on a clear summer day. Every night when I finally fell into an exhausted slumber I had dreams of her that were more like vivid sweet memories. The way she smelled, how her skin felt beneath my hands, the soft moaning that escaped her pretty lips when we made love, and the way she screamed my name when I made her come. I missed the feeling of her body against mine the most; warm, soft and smooth skin laying against me. She haunted my every thought and the longer we were there, the worse it got until some days I had trouble concentrating. I would have to drive down my mental images of her so that I could focus on the tasks at hand if I was to ever get home to her.

I couldn't believe how much she really did fill my mind. I'd never felt this way about the other women I'd taken for sex partners. Over the great many years I'd been alive, I'd had plenty of sex partners, but only one wife: Sigyn. My beautiful devoted bride who had promised to be with me always, even though I had deceived her into marrying me. In the end, I had loved her and her death was very painful for me. My children had also either died or were estranged from me. I had no one to love me anymore, but my Mother. Oh, I suppose Thor cared for me even though we annoyed each other more often than not. Isn't that what brothers do though? A Mother and brother were not the same kind of love though. Romantic love was all together different and I missed it. She was just a servant girl though. I had taken her as a lover because she was so beautiful and completely oblivious to it. Her lack of arrogance about her own appearance was a pleasant change; most women I knew were vain. Not Evelyn though; not my sweet little Evelyn. She had been so shy the first time I stripped her and gazed upon her glorious body. Her cheeks had flushed and she refused to meet my eyes. Then what did I do to this beautiful creature? I took her virginity. I made her my lover. I ruined her for other men. I felt a little guilty about the way I had so callously taken her, but I wasn't sorry I had ruined her for other men. I didn't want her to ever desire another man. I realized I was in love with her. My Evelyn. I had to get home to her no matter what.

One dreary day turned into another seemingly with the pace of glaciers in Jotunheim. I felt like this damned war would never end. We had been there nearly four months at this point. Every month more troops from Asgard arrived and more Mages from Vanaheim. At last the fire giants realized that it was no longer worth their trouble, so they surrendered; most of the ones that lived escaped to their home. At last! I could go home. Father and his guard would remain to deal with diplomatic issues, but the rest of us were free to return home. The seriously injured went first, then the other soldiers. As a member of the royal family, I was in the last group to return home. I was at last going to return to my Evelyn. My only regret is that I would not be going home to her uninjured. Thanks to my magic skills in illusions, no one here knew just how serious some of my injuries really are. I did the best that I could to heal them, but my resources were so depleted that I wasn't very successful. I was confident Evelyn would take care of me when I got home.


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RETURN TO EVELYN'S POV

They were finally returning home! I received word from Katerina, the servant girl who was the only person, other than Loki, to show any concern for me. Heimdall had seen the end of the war and knew they would be returning the next day, after sending the seriously injured home first. I was eager to see my beloved and I hoped he would be pleased to see me. I could hardly contain the joy in my heart, so I had difficulty sleeping. I laid there, staring out the window at the beautiful full moon while gently rubbing my abdomen that was just beginning to show off the life growing within me; I kept thinking about how I would tell him I was carrying his child. In my imagination he was overjoyed with the news, swept me up into his arms kissing me passionately, then immediately proposed to me. It was a lovely fantasy, but in truth I had no idea how he would respond. He could be cold and calculating. It was very difficult to get a read on him because he worked hard to conceal his emotions from everyone. I eventually fell into a troubled sleep out of exhaustion. I had been tired a lot lately; I supposed growing a baby was tiring work.

I awoke with the dawn. I had no idea what time to expect them home. I had butterflies in my stomach fluttering frantically, so I barely ate breakfast. It had been so long since I saw him. I hoped he would be happy to see me. Not long after the servants had cleared away my breakfast dishes, they returned to scrub the chambers. Katerina apologized profusely for intruding on my morning solitude, but they would need to get the chambers properly in order for Prince Loki's arrival. He could often be moody when he returned home from war and liked everything ordered and cleaned in a certain manner.

Katerina took me aside after they had cleaned the bathroom and presented me with a black silk garment. "His highness gave this to me before he left asking me to present it to you on the morning he would return. He wants you to be wearing it when he arrives. It would be best if you take it and wash up now."

I took it from her and went into the bathroom to bathe. I examined the garment before I hung it up on the brass hook on the back of the door. It was a short black silk robe sized to fit my body. It had the letter E on the front left side intricately embroidered in the gold and green snaky style of Loki's long black robe. I turned it around and discovered the same gold and green snake on the back. I suppose this was meant to be a surprise gift for me. I found it curious that it was same as his. I wonder what this was supposed to mean?

I filled the tub with warm water and got in to bathe. I took my time, hoping it would help to calm my anxious nerves. I had put in some herbal oil I had made that was supposed to help relieve anxiety. I thoroughly cleaned myself and washed my hair. I got out after the water turned cool and dried my body, wrapping the towel around myself after. I stood before the mirror above the sink and carefully combed out my damp hair. I wanted to style it attractively for him. I decided to pin it up while leaving out curly tendrils to frame my face. An up-style would show off my neck and make it more inviting. I assumed that since he'd been gone for four long months, we would be spending the next few days in bed together. His passion could be insatiable; not that I minded. I then removed the towel and slipped into my soft silk robe. As I tied the emerald, black and gold sash I realized it reached ever so slightly below my mid-thigh level and showed off cleavage. I was just entering the now empty bedroom when I heard the sound of trumpets below.

I rushed out to the balcony and peered down below. No one below could see me from this vantage point, not that I expected anyone to be paying attention to higher levels of the palace anyway. Loki and Thor approached together. They both had smiles on their faces, but I could tell something was wrong with Loki. When people were sick or injured, I could see their auras. I had learned what this was and what the differing colors meant in one of the healing books. I had picked up for myself many years ago that it meant something was wrong since I never saw them in healthy people. As soon as they were out of my sight because they had entered the palace, I retreated to the chamber. I went to sit on the black leather sofa to wait for him. I was worried by what I'd seen. At last, the door to his chamber opened slowly and he entered, closing it quickly once he was in the room. He turned to look at me and I rose haltingly to my feet. I longed to rush into his arms and rain kisses upon his face, but what I saw before me frightened me. He was paler than I thought was possible and his aura was erratic and weak. We stood there staring at each other. His armor was singed in places, scratched up in others. He had a streak of blood and dirt across his forehead. I realized that when I saw him below, I was seeing the illusion he projected to everyone else. Now that we were alone, that illusion faded and I was seeing him as he really was. I finally moved toward him just as he sank to his knees. I caught him in my arms before he could fall forward. I felt a sudden jolt of intense pain sear my mind and body down to my core. I gasped in shock as I realized I was feeling just a shadow of the pain that wracked his body. I tried to block it out, but could not. I had never experienced this before and it frightened me. The only thing I knew to do was softly chant my healing spell to attempt to relieve a little of his agony. My bracelet quickly grew warm and the vibrating sound it normally made became louder.

As I ran my hand over his face and chanted repeatedly, he shifted in my arms so that he could see me. He was now laying down with his head and some of his upper body laying in my lap and arms. "Evelyn?" He asked, sounding so confused.

"Yes my love, it is me," I replied as I moved my hand down onto his chest and abdomen.

I could feel the tension in his body relax. He put his hand on my left cheek and said, "Thank you Darling. I've missed you so much."

My ears had to have deceived me. He missed me? He raised his head up to softly kiss my lips. He then carefully stood back up and walked cautiously toward his bed and sat down. I helped him out of his armor and clothing that he wore under it. It was worse than I thought it would be. I could feel tears burning my eyes as I took in his injuries. I went to the bathroom and grabbed several small towels, a couple of large ones and a basin to fill with warm water and few ground herbs of cleansing. When I returned to the bed, he was laying down, staring at the ceiling. I quickly began cleansing his wounds. He had gashes on his right arm, chest, and a small one on his forehead. It was the large gash on his left leg that went from his hip to halfway down his thigh that had me concerned. It was caked with dried blood and once I cleaned it, I realized it was rather deep. I got my balms and bandages and went to work on the smaller cuts and bruises. His ribs were an angry purple on the same side as his leg gash. He watched with interest as I hastily applied balms, bandaged and chanted. When I got to his face, he pulled me down for another gentle kiss. I couldn't help myself; I began to softly kiss his face and neck. He moaned lightly as if he was becoming aroused. I pulled back quickly and said, "We can't do that now Darling. I have to get you all fixed up."

I swiftly moved to the door and summoned his male servant. I ordered him to go retrieve a suture kit from the royal physician but to tell him only that it was needed, his services were not. He was to remain silent about Prince Loki's injuries. He rushed off immediately to get what I ordered while I returned to Loki. I retrieved the basin, took it to the sink where I emptied it and cleaned it, before refilling it with fresh warm water and herbs. I went back to Loki and began cleansing his leg wound again. It was still oozing blood. Fortunately I had thought to put a towel under it so the blood wouldn't get all over his black silk sheets; I knew they were his favorite and I didn't want to see them ruined.

He servant soon returned with a large suture kit that had plenty of thread. I was assured that it was sterilized already and ready to be used. I applied a balm I had made that would numb his skin for quite a while and began to carefully stitch up his large gash. I was grateful for my sewing skills so I could make the stitches small. It took me over half an hour, but I finally tied it off and snipped it with the tiny scissors that were in the kit. I then covered it with my healing balm for bleeding wounds and covered it with a series of bandages that wrapped around his leg.

By the time I finished, he was more relaxed and comfortable, while I was feeling drained and nauseous. When I took everything back to the bathroom, I couldn't help it, I threw up. I cleaned myself up afterward and went back out to be at his side. I sat on the bed, opposite of his massive leg wound and stroked his hair while I hummed a song I remembered my Grandmother used to sing to me when I was sick. After a bit he said, "That's a beautiful tune you have going there. Does it have words or it just music?"

I began to softly sing the lyrics. I felt his body relax even more. "I think your song is magical," he said in a whisper.

"It could be. My Grandmother used to sing it to me when I was sick and I always fell asleep."

"I may fall asleep soon. I haven't felt this relaxed in the last four months."

He then caught my hand in his and kissed my palm. "Evelyn, I missed you so much. It's good to be home and in your arms."

I felt myself tear up a bit. "You missed me, Milord?"

He looked up into my eyes then. His normally bewitchingly bright green eyes seemed so much more dim. He must have still been in a good deal of pain. His aura was a bit brighter though. "Of course I missed you. I...I love you Evelyn."

He seemed to wait with baited breath to see how I would respond to his confession of love. Those tears threatened to spill out of my eyes. I caressed his left cheek and replied, "I've missed you so much that the words don't even fully describe it. I've ached to have you by my side and in my arms again. I love you too."

He drew me down for a sweet kiss that was as passionate as he could manage in his state. "This body of mine better heal quickly. We have four months of separation to make up for my beautiful lover."

I giggled and kissed him again. I would have to figure out a way to tell him about the baby, but for now I wanted him to heal and regain his strength. It could wait a little while longer. He snuggled up next to me and soon fell into a peaceful sleep. I covered his nudity with his blanket just as his servants came in to gather up his clothes, armor and the blood stained towels. I asked Katerina to bring me a lot more bandages. She returned quickly with them, leaving them in a neat pile on the table where we had our meals. I soon dozed off as well. My sweet Prince had returned to me safely so I could rest at ease finally.



Chapter 9 A Surprise for Loki

Stolen: Before He Leaves for War (Loki & Evelyn) {with a little help from my friend Kitt}

We spent the next week together. He had new clothing made for me; beautiful dresses I never imagined myself wearing. He took me to the marketplace in town where we spent hours strolling through, looking at many things. Loki bought more books and herbs to teach me to make healing balms and tisanes. We stopped at a one woman's booth to look at the jewelry she made. I found a beautiful necklace with a large green stone that was carved into a snake attached to a thin leather strip. I thought it was beautiful so I showed it to Loki. He asked if I wanted it; I blushed and said yes. He immediately bought it for me and slipped it down over my head, pulling my dark brown hair out from under it.

"Evelyn, if you want something, just ask me for it. As long as it's not absurd, I'll get it for you."

I was surprised by his generosity toward me. I ran my right forefinger over my new pendant while I absentmindedly thought that jewelry was a bit absurd. There were more important things to spend money on. Loki's voice interrupted my thoughts, "Why do you think jewelry is absurd? Something that enhances your beauty, making you even more eye-catching is not a waste."

"Jewelry was a luxury we couldn't afford when I was a child. My Mother owned no jewelry other than the bracelet Grandmother gave her. She and Father didn't even have wedding rings."

"It's a luxury I can afford and you shall have jewelry."

Before I even thought about it, I blurted out, "Why are you so generous to me?"

We had just stopped at another herbal seller that used them to make scented oils and soaps. He grinned and shrugged, "I'm generous because I can be. Besides, it's not like I am getting nothing out of this arrangement. I have you in my bed and at my side so I can take you whenever I feel like it."

To prove his point, he grabbed me around the waist and kissed me passionately. I was breathless when he finally pulled away from me. I felt embarrassed to be kissed that way in public. He just laughed as I was blushing furiously. He picked up a bottle of scented oil, uncorked it and breathed in its aroma deeply. He decided he wanted that one, so he purchased it. He then handed it to me and said, "This is for you. I want you to wear it for me sometimes."
We finally made our way back to the palace.

Once we were in his chambers, he put away his new books. He then got a book on herbal medicines off the shelf and spent the rest of the day teaching me how to make my own balms for healing. Tisanes were merely herb infused hot water that were best made fresh at the time of need. He showed me how to grind the dried herbs, enfold the blend in cheesecloth and soak it in nearly boiling water to make a tisane. He made a pot of an herb blend that was meant to soothe stomach discomfort of any kind. He also marked the tisane recipes in the book for sore throats and respiratory issues. When he finished his instructions, we had consumed the tasty tisane and had balms for bruises, bleeding wounds, and to relieve muscle pain and headaches. He then gave me the book and told me to study it carefully.

His servants then arrived bringing our dinner. As soon they laid everything out and left, Loki and I sat at the table to dine together. We had been doing that for the last week now. He had said eating in front of others made him uncomfortable, but he has apparently gotten over it with me. We took our time and enjoyed our meal; Loki shared many stories with me of his adventures in other realms. Once he finally got up from the table, he sat on the leather sofa and gestured for me to join him. I walked over, intending to sit next to him when he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me onto his lap. He kissed me passionately, then said, "Evelyn, Darling, I have something to tell you and I've been putting it off for the last few days, but I can't anymore. I'm going to have to leave the morning after tomorrow, so you have the right to know what's going on."

I have the right to know? Loki felt I had the right to know something in his life? He had paused to take a deep a breath and prepare himself evidently. Finally he said, "I'm going to have to go off to war on Alfheim. The light elves that live there are a peaceful people, but are under attack by a band of fire giants from Muspelheim. The Vanir of Vanaheim have been aiding them, but they are more experts of the magic arts than weapons of warfare so they are in need of reinforcements who are more adept with physical battle. Father is insisting I go because of my magic skills and mastery of ranged weapons. We shouldn't be there long; a week at the most. Between Asgardians and the Vanir, we should be able to drive them back easily and quickly. There are not that many of them."

I was shocked and upset. I had grown quite fond of him and now he was going off to war. I feared losing him. He cupped my face in his hands and kissed my forehead. "I will be fine Darling, don't worry about me. I won't be gone long at all, then we'll be back together. I've been through wars before and I always make it through all right. I sometimes get hurt a little, but I'm surprisingly tough and a fast healer. Now that I have you to come home to, my own personal healer, I'll recover even faster if I get injured. While I am gone, you are to remain here in my chambers and are free to come and go in the palace and gardens as you wish. My servants have already been ordered to look after you."

I wanted so much to say something to voice my objections, but I didn't feel it was my place. I was fighting not to cry. He could sense how distraught I actually was, so he pulled me close to him and held me tight. As much as I tried not to cry, they escaped my eyes anyway. I had my face buried against his neck so he couldn't avoid feeling my hot tears. After a few moments, he said softly, "Are those tears you shed for me?"

"Yes, Milord. I'm sorry."

"No Darling, don't be sorry. Does this mean you have developed feelings for me?"

I was so embarrassed. I didn't want to admit it. A servant falling in love with one of the Princes? It was so absurd it was comical. He couldn't possibly have feelings for me as I was just a lowly servant and he could have any beautiful woman he wanted. He had made it pretty clear that my role in his life was for sex and that was all. I didn't answer him so he said once again: "Evelyn, have you fallen in love with me? Don't be afraid to tell me the truth."

I sat up and replied, "Yes, sire. I'm beginning to have feelings for you. I don't know if it's love, but I'm definitely fond of you. I'm not sure I understand what love is to be honest."

"That's fair enough. I suppose it's hard not to develop a fondness for the man who gives you mind-blowing sex."

I chuckled before replying, "You forget that I have known no other man but you Sire."

He stared at me silently for a while. I fleetingly saw something in his eyes I'd never quite seen before. Was it fear? I noticed him swallow twice, clench his teeth than relax before he finally said, "Do you wish to know other men Evelyn?"

That struck me as an odd question. I'd never thought of it before, but now that he asked, I knew my answer: "I desire no other man but you, Milord."

He leaned in and kissed me then. I thought I had felt a passionate kiss before, but they paled in comparison to the one he gave me this time. It went on for quite a while and when he finally released me, we were both breathing hard. He went right for kissing my neck as I arched it back to give him easier access. He finally reached the bodice of my dress where he paused to unlace it with such lightning speed that it surprised me. He stood me up and stripped me naked in seconds, than hurriedly ripped off his own clothes. I'm pretty sure I actually heard his pants rip when he yanked them off. He passionately kissed my lips again and picked me up at the same time. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me to his bed and laid me gently on it. His kisses moved onto my neck and then down to my breasts where he licked and sucked my nipples for several minutes before moving back up to my neck. He brought his lips to mine once again and I felt him enter me slowly and begin thrusting gently. Our sex this time was gentle, yet passionate. When he came closer to his peak and his thrusting finally became rapid, he started chanting softly, "Evelyn! Evelyn come with me Baby!"

He was moaning my name and kept begging me to come. I was moaning his name too as that sweet tension built up in my pelvis and threatened to release at any moment. At long last I felt him erupt inside of me while he loudly moaned. I came at the same time he did. He laid on top of me, kissing me, for a while after he finished.

Once he finally rolled off of me, I snuggled up to him and put my head on his chest. "Oh Loki, that was intense and amazing. I never knew it could be that way."

He put his arm around me and was absentmindedly stroking my back. "I thought I'd give you a surprise. You know...keep you not wanting any other man but me; especially while I'm gone."

I laughed and kissed him gently. I then put my head back on his chest and began to doze. A thought occurred to my sleep clouded mind and I asked in a sleepy voice, "Loki, why do you want me to stay here while you are gone? You could easily send for me to be your healer when you return."

"Oh, Evelyn, will you ever stop questioning my motives? You are to remain here because you are mine now."

I didn't know what it mean to be his. I was too tired to question him further. I finally fell into a peaceful sleep.


Chapter 8 The Sweetest of Feelings

Stolen: Getting to Know Each Other (Loki & Evelyn)

I laid there contemplating his words before I finally replied, "I just enjoy sex with you."

He laughed heartily. "You're turning out to be my favorite Evelyn. Now if only I can get you to trust me."

I didn't reply. I just laid there against him while he began playing with my hair. After a long while, he finally asked me to get up. I obeyed immediately and stood waiting next to him to see what he would have me do. He rose and went to retrieve his long black silk robe and put it on. He then went to his wardrobe and removed a deep emerald green robe that was shorter and came up behind me and placed it over my shoulders. I put my arms into the sleeves as he came around me and wrapped the front over my breasts and tied the sash. It was a soft silk, just like his. It was too big for me, but it worked find to conceal my nudity and keep me a bit warmer. His chambers were a bit chilly. I looked down the front and saw it was embroidered in gold with the letter L in a rather snaky script on the left. He turned around to sit on the sofa. As he walked away from me I saw on the back of his robe was embroidered a large snake in deep green and gold. I found it curious so I ventured to ask about it.

He sat down on the black leather sofa and glared at me for a moment before answering, "It's Jormungand and he's often one of my symbols."

"Why is that?"

"He's my son," he stated frankly.

I had heard the stories that many years ago, long before even my grandmother had been born, Loki had children with a Jotun witch that were not exactly...normal. I had always thought they were untrue. I wanted desperately to ask if he really was the father of a giant serpent, large wolf and a half skeletal woman who now was supposed to rule over the realm of hell where the dead unworthy of Valhalla or the Fields of Freya were sent. I prudently chose to say nothing. I found myself gazing down at my own stomach, wondering if he had impregnated me and what I would give birth to.

He smirked and said, "Don't worry dearest. Even if I have gotten you pregnant, your child will be perfectly normal. I am not the reason they turned out that way. That witch did something to them; I still do not know what it was exactly. I had two sons with Sigyn that turned out to be perfectly normal Asgardians."

I gasped with surprise that he knew exactly what I had been thinking. I wanted to ask, but I bit my lip. He patted the sofa next to me and ordered me to sit down. I did so, but not right next to him. He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me close. "Do I frighten you now?"

"No Sire. I was...just curious..." I didn't dare continue my train of thought.

"About what? For right now I give you permission to ask me anything you desire to know about me, as long as I can do the same."

I settled in comfortably next to him with my head on his shoulder. He put his arm around me and held me tight. "I was wondering how you knew what I was thinking for one."

"I can read your mind. It's a simple magic if you would like to learn."

"What about all of those old stories about your children being...well...not normal? Are they true?"

"Yes they are. Fenrir is a wolf, Jormungand is a giant serpent and Hela...well she is half skeletal. My sons, who were twins, Vali and Narfi were just like any other Asgardian. If I do end up impregnating you, there's nothing to worry about; I promise you that. Now it's my turn to ask you a question since you've asked two now."

"Yes Sire."

"Where is your bracelet? I'd like to see it."

I got up and retrieved my dress. Hidden away in the folds of the skirt was a pocket that I sewed in myself. I removed the golden bracelet and brought it to him. He took it from hands as I returned to sitting next to him. He turned it over and studied it carefully. There were strange symbols etched into it all the way around. I had no idea what they meant, if anything at all. I knew the bracelet had once belonged to my grandmother and had been in our family for many years. "Evelyn, where did you get this bracelet?"

"My mother gave it to me and her mother had given it to her before she died. I do know that it is very old, but I do not know where it came from originally. Is that important?"

"It might be, but if you don't know then I'll have to see if I can find out. Do you know what these symbols are that are etched into it?"

"Of course not. I can barely read. I had to start running our household shortly after I turned nine and my father worked constantly so I didn't have time for luxuries like reading. I had the book my Mother had read to me when I was young and used to teach me to read, so I taught my little sister to read that, we can both write a little, know our numbers, and how to handle money, but that was as far as our formal education went. That is certainly nothing I've seen anywhere else."

"They are Runic symbols of magic; specifically for healing. Your Mother and Grandmother were healers and I think this was their talisman of power. That's why it vibrates when it's held by someone who knows magic."

I was shocked. "You feel it too?"

"Yes of course I do. Here, put it on and never take it off. I sensed it when I passed you in the hallway that day. I was surprised to find a magical talisman on a servant and even more surprised that you had no idea what it was. I admit, I took it so I could study it, but I just hadn't had the opportunity. I had suddenly become too busy with other duties. It's not just the bracelet though, Evelyn; it's inside of you too. The female blood in your family is strong in healing magic."

I took the bracelet from him and placed it on my left wrist. "I think it must have skipped a generation."

"No Evelyn, it didn't. You just don't know how to use it. I can feel it inside of you every time we make love. Did you ever see your Mother or Grandmother heal people?"

I closed my eyes while I searched my memories. I felt his fingers touch my temple and my memories became more vivid. I finally stumbled upon a memory of my Grandmother healing a child in our village. I was with her, carrying her herbal basket though I couldn't have been older than five. I heard her chanting something softly while she ran her hands over the fevered child's face. I saw the redness in the child's face fade away while she sighed contentedly and fell into a peaceful sleep. My Grandmother than gave the child's mother a bundle of herbs and some instructions before we left. My Grandmother had died less than a year later when a serious plague had struck a village in the far edges of the kingdom. She went to help heal the people. The plague had been contained, but not before it killed her and nearly everyone in the village. I then went to other memories I had of myself at various ages where my Mother soothed my illnesses and wounds with the same words. I could hear them clearly. I began repeating them aloud, though I was only vaguely aware of speaking aloud. I could remember them now and I would never forget them again. Loki removed his fingers from my head. I turned to him and said, "I remember it now."

He smiled. "Yes, you do. Keep those words always in the front of your mind and use them when you must. Do not be ashamed of your magic skills. Healing is a wonderful thing. Just never try to take on a job too big, or force a total healing of major wounds. Always hold back some and heal anything major slowly. All magic comes with a price Evelyn. I have a feeling your Grandmother and Mother paid it with their lives when they tried to do something too big for their bodies to handle."

I could do nothing but nod my head. I had dabbled in magic for years and I had always been able to heal my little sister's scrapes. I had no idea I could possibly have that much power within me though. I trusted Loki's knowledge of magic over my own and promised him I would always be careful. I also swore I would never take my bracelet off again.

We sat there silently as I resumed my previous position of laying with my head on his shoulder. He had his long legs stretched out before him with his feet resting on a padded leather stool. The robe had fallen away from his legs making it easy for me to admire them. They were long and somewhat slender, but strong at the thighs. His skin was pale and free of hair. He had it on his head, eyebrows, lashes and that was it. I have to confess, sitting there staring his strong smooth legs was arousing to me. I then felt his hand stroking my right arm as his lips found my forehead, kissing me gently. He shifted his legs slightly causing more of his robe to slide away to reveal more of his thighs. I wanted so much to reach out and stroke his thighs with my fingers, but I didn't move. I wasn't sure if it would upset him. He paused in kissing my forehead and said, "You can touch me Evelyn. I don't want you to be afraid of me; part of trusting me is not being afraid. You are always welcome to touch me when ever you want, where ever you want."

I reached out my hand tentatively and gently traced my fingers over his right thigh, from his knee up to where his leg was covered by his robe. I stopped, afraid to go higher. "If my clothing is in your way, than feel free to remove it. You did not hesitate to unfasten my pants before. You wanted what was in there so bad that you insisted on removing the barrier. What's stopping you now?"

I slid my hand up his body to the sash at his waist. I grabbed one end and pulled hard. Once it was untied, I pulled it again to move it away from his body entirely. I then slowly peeled back the fabric to expose his nudity. I was so aroused that my heart was pounding and I felt a little light headed. I tried to control my reactions as I trailed my fingers all around his abdomen and down to this right thigh only to cross his legs and drag them back up his other side. I heard him moaning softly. I looked up to see he had closed his eyes so he could enjoy it more. I then put my whole hand against his body and stroked him up to his chest and down the other side. I finally ventured to touch it; from base to tip I caressed it lightly with my finger tips. He moaned again and I saw and felt it grow harder. I was amazed that I had held that power over him. I could arouse him and make him hard. I began stroking it faster.

He suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Use your tongue."

I wasn't quite sure what he wanted me to do, but I guessed it was similar to the way he teased my body with his tongue. I leaned over and slowly licked the length of it with my tongue. I pulled it up using my hand at the base so I could do it again. This time when I got to the tip, I slipped my lips over it and took it as far into my mouth as I could manage without gagging myself. He moaned louder and I slowly withdrew back to tip, sucking gently. I then swirled my tongue around the tip for a while before sliding my lips back down as far as I could go. I kept teasing him that way; going faster for a bit and than slowing down. He was soon moaning constantly. I loved that I could make him do that. After a while he said, "If you keep doing that, I'm going to squirt in your mouth."

"Isn't that what I did to you?"

"No, you squirted all over my pelvis. Do you want me to unload it in your mouth?"

"It would be different."

He laughed and said, "I'd rather pleasure you at the same time that I receive pleasure. I love listening to you moan and scream my name."

I sat up then and moved to straddle him. Before he penetrated me, he untied the robe and opened the front. He fondled my boobs for a few minutes before he lifted me and pulled me closer to him, settling me down on top of his hard shaft. I moaned as he began to slowly thrust into me. I managed to assist his efforts by raising and lowering myself with my legs.

"You catch on quick; at least as far as sex is concerned."

We moved in unison as he began to gradually increase the speed. We were both softly moaning into each other's ears. I was finally getting closer to my peak, but not quite there yet. He started encouraging me to come as he picked up the pace so fast I couldn't keep up. I gave up and allowed him to take over. He held me tightly down on him and thrust even faster. My volcano of tension finally erupted and I nearly screamed. He moaned loudly at the same time as I felt the sudden rush of extra fluid fill my body. His movement slowed and then ceased. He held me close and kissed me sweetly. "I love it when we come together. It feels so much better."

I moved off of him then turned to snuggle against him. He just sat there and held me quietly. I dozed off and only woke up when he picked me up to put me in his bed. I soon fell back into a sound sleep.


Chapter 7 Before He Leaves for War

Stolen: Do You Like it Rough? (Loki & Evelyn)

We both ended up falling asleep after our bondage tryst. He awakened me sometime later so I could eat lunch. I had a ravenous appetite and ate heartily. He found it amusing that our sex did that to me. He had eaten before he woke me up. He didn't like to eat in front of other people if he could avoid it; he said it just made him uncomfortable. When I finished, he draped his robe over me to cover my nudity before summoning his servant to clear away the dishes.

Once the table had been cleared and cleaned, Loki ordered me to remove the robe. "It's to shield your body from the eyes of people not worthy to see your beauty, not from me."

I immediately did as he requested and remained seated until he told me what to do. I was determined to follow directions this time and not question him no matter what he wanted me to do. He sat gazing at me just as he had this morning. His gaze was so intense that it made me self-conscious. I wanted so much to look away, but I refused to let my eyes leave his this time. After several minutes, I saw a smile slowly spread across his lips. Holding his gaze was apparently what he wanted from me. At last he said, "Come here Evelyn."

I rose and went around the table to stand in front of him. He caressed my thighs and leaned over to kiss them. His hands and lips wandered up my body slowly as he stood up. Finally he was kissing my lips passionately. I met the passion in his kiss with my own and soon I felt his tongue slide into my mouth and stroke my own briefly. Eventually his lips left mine to kiss and suck on my neck. I felt him bite me and I moaned.

"Did you like that Baby?" He asked between kisses.

"Yes," I moaned.

He then bit me again on the other side of my neck, harder though. I still moaned. He then turned me and sat me on the table. He stood between my legs and began kissing my breasts. He licked, sucked and nibbled on them on for quite a while. Every time he bit me, I moaned. Suddenly he pushed me back onto the table and yanked my legs apart so he could bury his face between them. He roughly sucked on my clit and fucked me with his tongue; even biting my flesh there occasionally. I moaned with every bite no matter if it felt entirely good or hurt a little. He finally brought me to a rough, nearly screaming orgasm.

He stood up and ordered me to roll over. I obeyed so he grabbed my hips and pulled me off the table so that I was standing but my upper half was still on the table. He then lifted me slightly and penetrated me from behind. He began fucking me fiercely; slamming his body into me ruthlessly. He even went so far as to reach under me and lift my upper body some so he could pull me down on him more so his penetration was even deeper. It hurt and felt good. I was nearly screaming from the fierce intensity of his sex. As he finally neared his climax, he released my upper body so he could hold my hips while he thrust into me as fast as he could manage. I leaned over the table and held onto the edges so I wouldn't lose my balance.  His reached his orgasm at the same time I did and we were both screaming. He released me then, stumbled backward and lost his balance, falling into the floor on his butt. He didn't care though as he laid down, panting heavily. I slid down into the floor as well. After several minutes, he said, "Evelyn, come here."

I crawled over to him and he pulled me down to where I was laying next to him with my head on his chest. I could hear his heart still pounding as mine was as well. "Evelyn that was amazing. See how great the sex is when you just do what I ask? Now tell me the truth Darling, do you like it rough?"


Chapter 6 Getting to Know Each Other

Stolen: A Little Tied Up (Loki & Evelyn)

I awoke in the morning light alone in the room. At first I didn't see Loki anywhere. I didn't know what I should do. When he had undressed me the night before he said he had no intention of letting me leave anytime soon, but I didn't know exactly what he meant by that. I decided it was in my best interest to get up and dress so I could go do my chores. I certainly didn't want to get fired; my father had come to depend on my income so I couldn't lose my job. I crossed the room and found my chemise; I put it on while I searched for my corset. At last I found it and struggled to put it on. I could never get the stupid thing on by myself; my roommate Miriam always had to help me with it. I had my back to the door so I didn't see it open and Loki closed it so quietly that I didn't hear it. When he grabbed me around the waist from behind and kissed my neck, I couldn't help the startled yelp that escaped my lips.

He laughed and said, "I do so love those little noises you make. They're so arousing."

He turned me around and began hungrily kissing me. Once his lips left my mouth, he went on kissing my neck. He then unclipped the few hooks I'd managed to secure on my corset and toss it in the direction of his chair. I noticed he was wearing brown pants and a green linen tunic that was neatly tucked into those pants.

"I told you that you wouldn't need that thing for a while. You don't need this slip either, but I don't want the servants staring at your naked glory when they bring in breakfast, so keep it on."

"But Loki, what about my job? I can't afford to get fired."

"You won't be darling. I told your superior that you would be personally working for me for a while so not to expect you for your normal chores. You're going to get triple your usual daily wages as long as you serve me."

I was shocked that he would be paying me more and by what it might mean. He went back to kissing my neck and the top of my breasts when I finally managed to say, "You're paying me to have sex with you?"

He withdrew from me as quickly as if I had slapped him. "I do not pay women for sex. I thought I was generously thanking you for the pleasure of your company since your family could use the money. However, if you view yourself as merely a prostitute, you are welcome to leave. I can assure you there are other women who would enjoy my bed and my generosity."

I didn't mean to upset him. Now I had really gotten myself into trouble. "I'm sorry Milord. I didn't mean to imply..." my voice trailed off because the words escaped me. How was he not paying me for sex?

He walked over to the floor length windows and leaned against the frame, gazing out silently. I didn't know what to do. He hadn't ordered me to leave, so maybe there was a chance I could salvage the situation. I walked over to him and put my hand on his arm. He didn't pull away from me, but I could feel him tense up slightly. I was so much shorter than him that I couldn't even reach his shoulder to kiss it. I kissed his bicep through the fabric instead. He relaxed and let out a sigh. He turned to me and said, "I will forgive your misinterpretation of my intentions on one condition."

"What do you ask of me sire?"

"You must never again question my motives. I swear that I will never do anything to cause you grave bodily harm. Can you promise me this?"

I hesitated briefly, but as I peered into his lovely green eyes, I found myself agreeing.

His servant entered with our breakfast. Loki gestured toward the table. "You should eat. You will need your energy for later."

I sat at the table and ate all that was put before me on the plate. I was ravenous. Once the servant had reappeared to clear away the dishes, Loki said, "I will summon you when I need you again. Do not disturb us for any reason."

He then sat there scrutinizing me so hard that I began to feel extremely self-conscious, so I stared down at the floor while I felt my cheeks burning. I had no idea what he must be thinking of, but I did not think I would get away easily with insulting him.

"Evelyn, look at me," he commanded.

I slowly raised my eyes to meet his. I knew my cheeks must be crimson as they felt so hot. He smirked and said, "I'm going to need some long, wide strips of fabric. Any kind will do."

I was perplexed. "Whatever for?"

"Are you questioning me already?"

I bit my lip. "No sire. I am sorry sire. I will get it for you right away."

I jumped up from my seat and went past him to get my dress out of the floor where it had been left the night before. I was going to put it on so I could go find the material he asked for. He reached out suddenly and grabbed my arm while rising to his feet simultaneously. His agility caught me off guard and I let out a small cry. I took a step back even though he still held my arm firmly in his grip. He turned me toward him and said, as he grabbed the hem of my chemise, "I told you that you wouldn't need this anymore."

He pulled it off of me and let go of me at the same time. I stood there and watched as he ripped it into wide strips. I held my tongue so he wouldn't get more angry with me than he clearly already was. He then ordered me to go get into the bed. I did as I was told. I sat in a semi-reclinded position with my back somewhat against the headboard. He had me raise and extend both of my arms. He then proceeded to tie me securely to the bedposts on both sides.

"What are you do-" he put his fingers on my lips to silence me.

"Remember, you agreed not to question my motives. I promise you'll enjoy it."

Next he pulled my legs open wide and secured them to the lower bedposts. He then stood next to the bed and stripped naked. He ripped one final strip of cloth from my chemise, folded it in half and placed it over my eyes, tying it behind my head. He had blindfolded me. I felt him climb over my left leg onto the bed. I didn't feel anything again until his lips were against my right leg at the ankle. He very slowly made his way up my leg to my pelvis. Then kissed down to my slit where he veered off to the left and kissed all around it on that side. He slid his tongue slowly across to the other side where he kissed all around the right side. It was then that I felt a cold sensation like wet ice against my skin. It moved all around my folds of flesh and even inside of my hole before I felt a sucking sensation on my clit. The coldness didn't stop and I began to shiver slightly. It felt good though and I began to moan. He continued to tease me with the cold wetness until I could feel it snaking in and out of my hole like when he'd fucked me with his tongue the night before. I had no idea what he was using to cause that cold wet feeling, but it was amazing and I was soon moaning louder. He was bringing me closer to my peak, when he suddenly stopped and slid that cold wetness up my body to my nipples. It felt just like his tongue, but it was cold. How could that be? He moved it over each nipple and all around my breasts. I shivered and moaned. I could feel a slight coldness all over as if something cold were hovering over me, just inches from touching my body.

"Do you like it baby?" He asked after several minutes spent teasing me.

"Yes," I moaned; "What are you using on me?"

"No, no. That's part of trusting me, remember. You cannot even make it through one day without questioning me. I'm so disappointed in you Evelyn. I do so much to pleasure you and you don't trust me."

I felt him withdraw from me. I was enjoying it so much, I didn't want him to stop.

"NO!!" I screamed suddenly. I even shocked myself.

"No, what?"

"No don't stop. Please don't stop."

I could very faintly feel wetness on my left nipple, but it wasn't cold. I groaned in frustration. I liked the cold feeling. It was strange, but erotic. I felt his lips slip over my nipple and suck vigorously, but it was warm. Whatever was causing the coldness was evidently gone now. I wanted him to use it again, but I remained silent and let him do to me whatever he wanted. He wandered back down to my slit and began licking and sucking on me again. I began moaning loudly again. I could feel his warm mouth sucking on my clit when something cold was suddenly shoved inside of me. It was like before, only not so wet. I screamed, "OH YES!!"

He sucked harder on my clit while the coldness thrust into me rapidly. He paused long enough to tell me to let it go. I did at his command. My orgasm was so intense that I screamed his name repeatedly. I felt the bed bounce and could feel him move swiftly up my body and enter me quickly and forcefully before my orgasm had subsided. His thrusting was fierce and almost painful; I had stopped screaming, but I was moaning loudly. It went on for quite a while before I felt him shift positions and grab my legs, pulling hard. The cloth snapped as he lifted my legs up and put them on his shoulders. I could feel the sweat running down his body and onto my thighs. Another series of orgasms hit me then and I screamed, "LOKI!!"

        He came at the same time and moaned loudly. He moved and put my legs down. I felt him sit on the bed next to me. I then felt the cloth at both of my wrists give way, then he removed the blindfold. He laid next to me panting heavily. At last he said, "I told you that you could trust me and you would enjoy it."


Chapter 5 Do You Like it Rough?

Stolen: Awakened (Loki & Evelyn)

I climbed into his bed and fell asleep. At some point during the night I was awakened by the sensation of kisses on my neck, shoulder and back. I laid there and enjoyed the feeling, not daring to move. I was finally becoming aroused to point that I began to softly moan. "Are you awake now?" He whispered in my ear.

I loved it when he whispered in my ear. I found it so erotic.  I rolled over onto my back and his lips moved onto my breasts. I feel the wetness of his tongue as it circled my right nipple before he sucked it up between his lips and sucked it vigorously before releasing it to move onto my left one. He spent quite a while exploring my breasts thoroughly before his lips eventually wandered futher south, kissing and licking my entire abdomen the whole way. He finally stopped just above my slit and sat up. "Spread your legs wide baby, I want to taste your sweetness."

I had no idea what he intended to do, but I obeyed him anyway and spread my legs as far apart as I could. He moved between them and began kissing my inner thighs. He slowly moved his lips toward my slit and while keeping his eyes on me to see my reaction, stuck out his tongue and shoved it into my slit, licking me from bottom to top. It felt so amazing, I moaned loudly. "Did you like that?" He asked.

"Yes," I moaned out breathlessly.

"Do you want more?"

"YES!"

"Beg me for it."

"Please lick me more," I pleaded.

He teased me a little more with his tongue, then stopped. I made a whimpering sound so he returned to teasing my clit with his tongue, even drawing it up in his mouth and sucking on it gently. I was moaning louder. It felt amazing. He stopped but contiuned laying between my legs and watched me, waiting to see what I would do.

"Please, Loki, don't stop!" I begged.

"Oh you little naughty little vixen, you are catching on to my little game so quickly. You are going to be a fun playmate."

He returned to pleasuring me. He kept licking and sucking on my clit and the surrounding skin, bringing me closer to orgasm. I could feel it building in intensity, but before I released it, he suddenly stopped and commanded me, "NOT YET!"

I gasped and tried to get a handle on my ecstasy. His sudden barking command startled me. He then slid himself inside of me and began thrusting slowly. He kept his movements slow for a while and I began to whimper as I was so close to coming. He repeated his demand that I wait. I started moaning then. He thrusted faster. I moaned louder. He moved even faster. I was struggling so hard not to come that I began to sweat from my efforts. I wanted so bad to let it go. I finally started screaming. "PLEASE! I NEED TO LET IT GO!!"

"NOT YET!"

I screamed in frustration and he pulled my legs up high and held my ankles up by his ears. I arched my back as his thrusting became so fierce the sensation it caused in me was unbearable. I couldn't help it anymore. I couldn't hold it. I had an intense series of orgasms that erupted from my body like a fiery explosion. I actually saw a clear liquid squirt from my slit and soak his pelvis as he thrusted into me. He didn't stop though. He just kept going, getting harder, faster and more fierce until he finally had his own intense orgasm that left him moaning.

He pulled out of me and laid beside me, panting from his efforts. Once he finally recovered, he said, "I told you to wait for me little girl."

"I'm sorry. I tried very hard."

He then looked down at his pelvis, "You also made a terrible mess on me. I have to confess that I've never made a woman do that before. I guess there really is a first time for everything. Meanwhile, we're going to have to get this mess cleaned up."

I offered to do it, since I am a servant. "No need, I have a personal servant for that. He will change the sheets while I bathe. Care to join me? I'm sure you need to get cleaned up too."

I got up and went to his bathroom while he summoned his servant and ordered his bedsheets changed. It was done as if Loki bathing and having his bed changed in the middle of the night was nothing unusual. It made me wonder how often that had happened in the past. I just stood in the bathroom waiting for him, unsure if I should start the water or if he preferred to do it himself. He said nothing as he walked in and turned on the water. "I hope you don't mind a hot bath. I find relaxing."

I said it was fine as I stood there with my arms crossed over my breasts as if I were trying to shield my nudity. He noticed the way I stood and smirked, "No need to feign modesty after what we've done to each other."

I looked away and blushed. He got into the enormous tub while it was still filling and motioned for me to join him. I stepped in carefully and he held his arms out to me. I sat down between his legs but didn't touch him. He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me back onto him. "Relax Evelyn. Enjoy your time with me. Most women don't deserve a repeat performance but I found you worthy. You should be proud of yourself for that. I usually just use women to satisfy my own desires and don't care if they enjoy it or not. I took the time to make certain you've enjoyed it every single time."

I layed back against his chest. "Why me? What makes me so special?"

He stayed quiet for so long I thought he wasn't going to answer me. He finally lazily turned off the water faucet with his foot. At long last he said, "I don't know. There's just something about you that caught my attention and I wanted you. I'm accustomed to getting what I want."

We relaxed in the tub together for quite a while. I actually began to doze off. He woke me up by washing my body with his soap; he then quickly washed himself and we got out. He gave me a towel and we both dried off and went back to bed. The clean sheets were black. His favorite color. He got into bed nude and I followed him. He pulled me close and told me to go back to sleep since it was still a few hours until morning. He kissed me gently and I was soon lulled back to sleep by the steady sound of his heartbeat against my cheek.


Chapter 4 A Little Tied Up

Stolen: Command Performance (Loki & Evelyn)

I was surprised when only a day had gone by before I was summoned to Prince Loki's chambers in the  evening. I entered and stood barely inside of the doors after they were closed.

"Evelyn, do come into the center of the room," Loki requested. "Do you know why you're here?"

"I have a pretty good idea sire."

He was seated in a high backed chair made of burgundy leather in the center of the room. He had a large golden goblet in his hand that he sipped from. I very slowly walked to the rug just in front of his chair. He sat there and gazed at me like he was deciding if I was worth his trouble. He wore nothing but black pants. After a few minutes he finally requested that I take my hair down. I wore my long dark hair pinned up as I always did when I was working. I had yet to get ready for bed as I had just finished working. I obeyed his request and soon my hair was free and flowing down my back.

"Take off your dress."

This made me more nevous, but I still obeyed. I was not nude under it this time. I wore my chemise and corset, but that was all I wore under my dress. I saw a look of approval in his eyes. He put down the goblet on the table next to his chair and gestured for me to approach him. I moved to stand directly in front of him where he promptly grabbed my waist and pulled me into his lap. He kissed my lips passionately. I returned his kiss and matched his passion. One passionate kiss was followed by more and kisses that moved onto my neck. I arched it back and began to moan softly as his tongue slid all over my throat and down to my cleavage.

He paused, "As much as I love this corset; it's in my way." He began unhooking it.

Once it was completely undone, he flung it aside, grabbed my chemise and pulled it up and off; it was flung in the opposite direction. "You won't be needing those again for quite a while. I don't intend on letting you leave anytime soon." He then crushed his lips down on mine again and kissed me hungrily.

I turned to straddle him so I was fully facing him. His lips worked his way down to my breasts where he explored them both thoroughly with his lips and tongue. I leaned back as far as I could to make it easier for him. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to his groin and his rock hard shaft. It amazed me that I had the power to cause that reaction in him. I impulsively sat up and began unfastening his pants.

"Good girl," he purred in my ear. "You catch on quick."

After I had them unfastened, he had to manuever to help me pull them down and off. I sat back down on his lap, but he hadn't penetrated me yet. He stroked me with it slowly and I moaned. He was so freaking big! I had seen that bulge in a man's pants before and I knew they weren't all this big.

"Do you want that baby?"

"Yessss," I hissed out in his ear.

"Beg me for it."

"Please?"

He rubbed me harder. "You can do better than that. You're so wet baby. What do you want me to do to you?"

"Fuck me," I whispered in his ear, moaning as he rubbed.

"Hm? What was that? I couldn't hear you."

"FUCK ME NOW!" I screamed.

He shoved it up inside of me all the way to the hilt and just held himself there at first. I moaned loudly. "Is that what you wanted?"

"YES!" I screamed.

"You got it up there, baby, so ride it."

I started to slowly slide up and down on him, riding him. I gradually picked up the pace, but my legs were beginning to tire all ready. I wasn't used to doing anything like this. He realized I was tiring so he began helping by rocking his hips.  After a few minutes, he surprised me by picking me up and moving us both into the floor. He held my legs up above his shoulders, rested on his knees and thrust into me fiercely. I moaned so loud I was nearly screaming. Soon he grabbed my ankles, spread my legs further apart and leaned over me slightly, thrusting as fast as he could manage. I came then and came hard. I screamed his name and then I felt his body shudder and he moaned loudly too. He pulled out of me then and sat back in the chair. He was panting from his efforts. I laid in the floor and watched him. Once he could breathe normally, he stood up and helped me up out of the floor. He kissed me gently and said, "You're sleeping in my bed tonight. We'll be doing that again later."


Chapter 3 Awakened

Stolen (Loki & Evelyn)

 I heard noises in the bathroom and made a mad dash for the long drapes at the windows. They were still open so it would be easy to hide behind the thick folds of fabric. What in the hell was he doing in here? He was supposed to be downstairs in the dining hall with everyone else for Thor's party. He had taken away my golden bracelet last week, accusing me of stealing it when it had been the only thing my mother had given me before she died. I'd had it for years, but I'd not dared to wear it. I was missing her terribly lately even though she'd been gone for almost ten years. I'd been a servant in the royal palace for the last three of those years. I was nineteen and had been rejected in marriage to both men my father had offered me to. They thought me too strange to make a good wife. The truth was I dabbled in magic, though even my father did not know. I had to do something to help out my family so I looked for a job and convinced the lady in charge of servants at the palace to hire me. My wages were meager, but at least I was helping my father and my room and board was provided so he would no longer have to provide for me. Since I had no use for my wages I sent it all to him.

        I dared to peak around the corner of the drapes as carefully as I could. He had his back to me and was wrapped in nothing but a towel. Prince Loki was not as buff as his brother but he has a beautiful body just the same. He was strong in his own right, with leaner muscles. I did like his jet black hair and deep green eyes. I admit I found him attractive. I watched him until he suddenly stopped what he was doing. I jerked my head back quickly before he turned around. I heard the sound of his foot steps coming closer to my hiding place. I could hear my own heart pounding in my ears so hard that I was having trouble breathing. The drapes were suddenly jerked back. I couldn't help the yelp that escaped my mouth. He took a step back and grinned. "You're Evelyn right?"

"Yes sire," I managed to stammer out as I stood up and took a step away from the window.

"Well Evelyn, what are you doing in my chambers? Aren't you supposed to be downstairs serving at my brother's feast?"

"I came to reclaim what is rightfully mine." I boldly declared.

"Oh? And what might that be?"

"A gold bracelet with a small ruby in the middle of it. It was a gift from my Mother before she died and was the only thing of real value she ever owned in her life."

"A gift from your Mother? What makes you think I have it?"

"You took it from me last week and accused me of stealing it. Well I stole it from no one and I want it back."

"So you came into my chambers when you thought I wasn't here in order to steal it back? Wouldn't you look less guilty if you'd just confronted me, been honest about how you got it and asked for it back?"

Damn it! I hadn't thought of that. I was just so upset that I wanted it back and I wasn't thinking.

        "Please your Highness, I just want my bracelet back. It means the world to me. I promise to never wear it in the palace again."

He was quiet while he stared intensely at me. He ordered me away from the window and to stand in the center of the room. He circled me around like a vulture studying his prey. Finally he said, "What will you give me in return for the bracelet?"

        "I...I have nothing to give you, your highness. I work here because I'm poor and my father was unable to marry me to a good man."

"I don't want money or trinkets. How old are you?"

"I'm nineteen."

"Are you a virgin Evelyn?"

"What's that sire?"

He laughed heartily. "Have you ever had sex with a man?"

I could feel my face flushing crimson. "No I have not."

"Then that's what I'll take in exchange for your bracelet. I want your virginity."

The breath literally caught in my throat and I couldn't reply. I stood there with my mouth open while I made an odd little sound. He laughed again and moved close to me. "I rather like that little noise. I bet I can cause other noises to escape that pretty little mouth."

He then kissed me. His lips were passionate and demanding. I felt his tongue slide inside of my mouth and touch mine. At first I was so shocked I did not respond. He grabbed me and pulled me to him after jerking the towel off of his own hips. He held me so tight against his naked body that I could feel every muscle in his body and I could feel something else growing hard. He finally took his lips from mine but still held me close. "You've defintely never been kissed. Have you ever seen a naked man?"

"No," I managed to squeak out through the lump in my throat. I was scared and excited at the same time.

He stepped back so I could see his nude body. He then moved behind me and unfastened my dress, peeled it off my arms and let it fall to the floor. I wore nothing under it so I now stood before him completely naked. He ordered me to turn around. "You have a beautiful body," he practically whispered as he admired me.

He then ran his hands all over my body which were followed by lips and tongue in many places. "Large full breasts, small waist and full hips and thighs. You have a body made to be ravished. A man doesn't need to be gentle with you."

He grabbed me again and kissed me fiercely. I found myself kissing back now. He was awakening a passion within me I was unaware I possessed. When he finally broke away from the kiss, he whispered, "Good girl. You're waking up. Now are you going to come willing or not?"

He moved behind me again and began kissing my neck as his hands stroked my breasts and down to my abdomen. I felt his fingers slip between the folds of flesh that concealed the little pleasure nub I'd rubbed a few times myself. His strokes were nothing like my own though. I began to softly moan.

"Louder," he whispered in my ear as his fingers moved faster and he continued to kiss my neck.

I obeyed and began moaning louder. His fingers moved even faster and I moaned even louder. "Don't hold it in. Come for me darling. Scream if you want to. There's no one to hear your ecstasy but me."

His fingers moved even faster and I finally found that sweet release and I nearly screamed. He then picked me up and put me on the bed on my hands and knees, I felt that huge hard shaft of his slide into my tight wet hole. "I forgot how tight a virgin is," he moaned as he pushed even further in.
I moaned loudly but it was more in pain than in pleasure. He began thrusting into me then; slow and gentle at first, but building to faster and harder. It both hurt and felt good. I kept moaning loudly and nearly screaming, gripping his bedsheets as if my life depended on it. His pace picked up where he was pounding into me fiercly before he finally loudly moaned himself and pulled out of me. He then sat on the bed next to me and I collapsed onto my side. Once he was able to breath more normally he said, "You can have your bracelet back. It's in the box on the shelf over there." He gestured to the other side of the room.

I carefully stood and went to the only box on the shelf, opened it and found my bracelet within. I put it on my wrist and picked up my dress, slipping it back on. He came up behind me and fastened it back up. He kissed my lips gently and then said, "I expect a twice weekly performance of that my dear. You are a really good fuck."


Chapter 2 Command Performance