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firm hands grip your waist, and you mewl, bracing too late as he slams his cock back into you.
loki groans, then breaks out into a sinful chuckle as you whine, clawing the sheets as you shiver in pleasure.
"deep breaths, dear," he soothes you, "you can take it. you can take it."
you can't focus on anything, besides the fact that he's completely stilled his hips and that he's all the way inside you, stuffing you full and ramming into that very sensitive spot inside you.
loki brushes a bit of your hair back, his thrusts completely stopped as he gauges your shaky breaths and twitching cunt, barely even hearing your soft, meek pleases.
"why are you trying to run from me, pretty angel?"
"because it's-" you whimper, your arms seizing up as he brushes his fingers against your thighs, "- it's too much! i don't think i can take it!"
loki sighs, pulling his hips back. "does anything hurt?"
you shake your head with a little uh-uh.
loki licks his lips, nodding. you're still feeling good, but he knows it might be a little too much for your poor cunt to bear, especially when he's stuffed you with two loads of cum.
he knows you can take it, you just need a little... push.
"then we're done when i say we're done."
before you can react, he shoves his hips forward, making you scream and grip for the sheets. he follows it up with another harsh thrust, making sure to hit that precious little sweet spot that has your spent little hole twitching and drooling all over his cock.
your climax takes over you with force; loki makes sure of that as he tightens his hold on your waist, making sure you can just take and take and take and not run away from it when the both of you know this is one of the best orgasms he's given you.
so why not hold it for a little longer?
"you done, princess?" loki chuckles, watching as you twitch, your back arching as you bury your flushed face into the sheets. he runs his hands over your hips, leaning down to whisper in your ear.
"get on your back, pretty dove."
he grins cruelly as you turn to face him, whimpering as your cunt twitches against him, and collapse onto the bed, facing him this time with a shy, blissful expression, which fades away into a wide-eyed look as he summons a green fog of magic that pins your arms down on the bed.
"oh, sweet, did you think this was over? i haven't even come another time," he laughs, shifting forward so you really feel all of him in you.
tears pool at your eyes as you struggle in his bonds, whimpering a breathy plead of mercy.
loki tilts his head, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips, then your neck, then your chest and then leans back, smirking as he pulls his hips back.
"just one more, little angel," he pulls his hair back into a ponytail. "can you do that for me?"
both of you know that's a blatant lie, that he'll keep asking for more and you'll take it all until you can't think or breathe, until he's got nothing left of his cum to stuff inside you.
but you nod, and he grins, because his pretty princess can't ever say no.