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Wedding Night
             It was darker now, the soft glow of candle light flickering and casting shadows in all directions. “Loki?” She said not seeing him anywhere as she walked over to the bed. The sheets were green satin with gold trim, different from the white linen that was usually there. She smiled, Loki had a color scheme that he favored and he never strayed too far from it.
            Red and white rose petals were scattered over the bed and floor. He knew roses were her favorite flower and he kept her surround with them from the moment They’d returned from Midgard after she gave birth to Kameron . . . and nearly dying. It struck him much harder then he realized it would, the thought of her being gone never to be found again.
            There were moments in the darkness when they were just two people. A man and a woman in each other’s arms. Sometimes it wasn’t just sex, or carnal pleasure, or pure lust . . . they made love. Gentle caresses, gentle touching filled with longing and tenderness, needing each other more than air to breathe. They hadn’t had such a night of passion since before Kameron was born and it pained him. Loki was addicted to those rare occasions, and once having experienced it, he desperately wanted more. However, it wasn’t as simple as bedding Shaylee. The cold fact of it was, they didn’t love each other, they weren’t in love. He wasn’t so naive as to think a simple metal band on her finger was going to change that. She was his now of course, body and mind. But not her heart, and it was he wanted it more and more desperately. Yet he didn’t know how to win it.
            Showering her with gifts, making sure she had the best of everything, insuring her every need was seen to with every comfort and luxury he could afford her seemed less generous and sincere when he so often felt the need to remind her he was the one in control, and her lord and master. The master of her entire life now, and there was no changing or escaping it and Shay was fully aware of it.
            “You look absolutely breathtaking.” Loki’s complemented causing Shay to jump. Usually it annoyed her when he snuck up on her like that, but right now she was struck by how handsome he was. He’d changed as well and the way he looked was incredibly alluring. All he wore were black pants, and a black long sleeve shirt that was left unbuttoned and open revealing his muscular form, his pale skin, his hard strong breast. His long neck, strong jaw line, his firm and fit body and his rippling abdomen. His long, sleek, raven black hair made his eyes shine even brighter than usual even in the dim flicker of the candlelight. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth seeing how her eyes were moved over him.
            “You look . . . wow.” She breathed.
            “Am I pleasing to you?” He said stepping towards her. Shaylee instinctively snapped back to herself and cleared her throat stepped backward.
            “So . . . you do have pajamas.” She said clearing her throat a little embarrassed that he’d seen her staring at him like that.
            “Don’t do that Shaylee.” Loki said.
            “What?” She asked.
            “Make a wisecrack and then turn your eyes away retreating into yourself.” He was serious not wanting her to pull away from him, from herself as she always did.
            Shaylee looked down a moment properly disarmed. She knew it was something that she did and honestly didn’t know how not to. “I don’t do it purposely.”
            “No, you don’t. It’s a defense mechanism against uncomfortable situations. One you’ve developed over the course of your young life and have managed to fine tune since we first met. Even now despite the fact that there are no more secrets between us, despite the fact we have conceived a daughter together and despite the fact that we are now man and wife, I still make you uncomfortable.”
            “And you can’t imagine why that would be?” Shay couldn’t believe he seemed surprised at her apprehension. She was starting to feel defensive now.
            “Shaylee, I don’t want to fight with you. Not tonight of all nights.” Loki wanted to defuse this powder keg before it exploded into a full scale war. He began to step towards her again and she still backed away but it didn’t stop him this time. “We were wed today Shaylee. We should be celebrating, enjoying ourselves. Not antagonizing each other.” Shaylee stopped and looked up at him. He stepped incredibly close to her and looked down into her eyes. After a moment he held his hand up offering it to her.
            Shay looked at it for a moment then looked at him again. He was asking her, genuinely asking her instead of just taking what he wanted. Sincerely desiring her to consent and accept him freely. He was making a real effort and it was true. It was their wedding night. Against every bit of good sense and self preservation she had, she hesitated a moment before she placed her hand in his.
            A smile swept Loki’s face and his eyes never moved from hers. She was so lovely, he’d always thought she was. Reaching up he brushed her face with the back of his fingers then moved his fingertips over her skin down her neck. Loki was in silent awe of the fact that this woman had given him a beautiful daughter and was now his wife. Sliding his hand beneath her hair, his hand came to rest at the back of her neck and he drew her into a deep tender kiss savoring her taste. Shay closed her eyes and returned his kiss trying to let go of her apprehension. Loki wrapped his free arm around her drawing her closer and cupping her face with his other hand.
            Shay rested her hands against his shoulders as the kiss grew more passionate. She could feel his firm warm chest against hers, her own breath growing deeper. Their tongues touched and danced between their lips, their bodies quivered against one another as anticipation continued to build. Shay’s hand slid down to his chest, feeling his heart beating beneath her fingertips. It was something that she unconsciously did whenever they shared intimacy. It was comforting to her and she would rest her head on his chest keeping her hand over his heart, the steady gentle beat making her feel safe.
            No matter what her thoughts, her previous feelings, her fears, all melted away and she found herself wanting him. She wanted him to touch her, caress her, hold her. Loki had a way about him that had always been completely bewitching. She couldn’t imagine that she was the only one who had ever fallen prey to his charms.
            Moments of passion passed before their lips parted reluctantly needing air to be able to breathe. Loki still held her body fast against him, resting his cheek against hers breathing deeply his eyes closed. “I need you, my sweet Shaylee.” He felt her body quiver in his arms, “Let me make love to you.” he whispered. At once their lips were locked together once more in growing desperation.
            Loki licked his lips tasting her again. The god held her so tightly now her feet hardly touched the floor. Both of them deep in labored breath he reached down and swept her up into his arms locking eye contact. Carrying her over to the he and lay her down on the soft satin sheets among the rose petals. Removing his shirt and tossing it away then lay over her anxiously seeking out her lips once more, starving for the exquisite taste once more. Loki had been craving her, and the past few weeks were absolute agony. It took all the restraint within him not to forgo the silly ‘tradition’ that kept her from his affections.
            They continued to kiss and caress one another’s bodies and Shay wrapped a thigh around his hip, her hands moving over his back then up to his shoulders. Loki held her thigh against him, his other arm sliding beneath her as they rolled over onto his back, and then rolled once more to hers. Their forms pressed together tighter still, entwined with one another and moving against each other in anxious need for their touch. Loki’s hand moved down the length of her body, pulling her satin gown upwards slowly baring her leg, then her thigh, to her hip. His fingertips moved anxiously over her warm bare skin. Shay’s eyes were closed and her body quivered under his strong and experienced touch. It was strange for her; she accepted long ago that in spite of his mistreatment of her in the past she still was physically attracted to him. Lying here in his arms right now, her body was crying out, screaming for him.
            A grin swept Loki’s face before he devoured her kiss, his hands wrapped around her wrists and he pressed them down into the mattress at either side of her pushing them under the bellows beneath her head. Loki leaned up and looked down into her eyes repositioning himself sliding his knee between her thighs. They rolled over each other again, Loki moving her arms down to her sides before releasing them and moving his hands to caress her back stroking her skin was anxious desire beneath her gown.
            Shay sat up straddling him as Loki gazed up at her. She was so stunning in her night gown he had given her to wear for him for their wedding night. The way her hair flowed down over her shoulders in a soft cascade, the slight blush to her cheeks from her arousal, the heat of her body that had grown from their passion. Reaching up he cupped her face in his hand, stroking it softly. He smiled and sat up beneath her seeing to kiss her again. His hand remained on her face, his other moved to the small of her back holding her close.
              Shay’s hands rested against his chest as she kissed him back enthusiastically. She couldn’t resist him, not tonight, not like this. Everything about him felt so good, he tasted so divine, his touches sent tremors of pleasure down to her toes. After a moment, Loki pulled Shay’s nightgown up over her head tossing it aside baring her body to him before wrapping his arms around her, before turning them over to lie her on her back. He wrapped his hand wrapped around her knee opening her further to him and starred into her eyes watching her reaction as entered her with one smooth deep thrust. She gasped at the pleasure that coursed through her at the feeling making her writhe beneath him.
           He continued his movements hard, deep and deliberate inside her, studying her reactions to the sensations and emotions as he moved gauging what gave her the most pleasure. He grinned loving the hear her moan, to hear the sounds she made with his every move. Loki kissed her yet again continuing to thrust before resting his cheek against hers feeling the heave of her breasts against his chest and the feel of her hot breath on his neck. The heat of her skin and the way her legs quivered about him was absolute bliss.
             Loki’s focus had to remain on Shay, on her body, because if he lost sight of that even for a moment, if he forgot himself and became more concerned with his own pleasures, he could hurt her severely, it had happened before and Loki had no desire to hurt her like that again.
            Shay’s eyes were closed, her hands clinging to his back as his hips rocked pressing against her thighs with every deep thrust. There were volumes, layers upon layers of emotions being exchanged between them. A strange sort of love/hate relationship that was light on love and heavy on hate. Shay’s hand slid to the back of his neck holding her body tight against his, as tears escaped her eyes and slid down her face as he continued to rock himself deep inside hers.
            The night was just beginning, and neither could embrace the other close enough.
Outings
            Shay sat with Isabel and Heather on a large quilt that had been set under the large tree in the garden. She held Kameron in her arms as they ate lunch and enjoyed the outdoors. There still seemed as though there was something off about Kameron’s caretakers to Shay, and she didn’t quite know what it was. She had asked Isabel and Heather if they felt the same way or if they knew why they were different, but it seemed the two women were just as surprised and unaware of Kameron’s nurses as Shay was.
            “They don’t socialize with any of you at all?” Shay asked.
            “No mistress. They are rather quiet around us too.” Isabel said. “They take their meals of course, but all of their time is spent with the baby in the nursery.”
            She sighed, “Another of Loki’s secrets I guess. He must have good reason for choosing them to watch her.” Shay looked at the ring on her hand, still a little in a daze realizing she was the wife of a God. It had been a little over a month and still she wasn’t accustomed to the feel of it around her finger.
            “They take very good care of her.” Heather said, “Her every need is their only concern.”
            “Are they real?” Shay asked, “I mean, he’s done strange things before like that, making something out of nothing and calling it a person.”
            “They’re real.” Isabel said, “They’re just strange.”
            Kameron giggled and clapped her hands before blowing her lips. She was such a happy baby all the time. Shay smiled and carefully smoothed her hand over her little girl’s hair holding her close. “I wonder . . .” She stopped and shook her head.
            “Yes mistress?” Isabel asked.
            Shay wasn’t sure she should say it out loud, in case it was something she shouldn’t talk about with them. Loki didn’t hesitate with ‘replacing’ staff he didn’t think were doing as they should. If she said the wrong thing to Heather and Isabel, it wouldn’t bother him for a moment to ‘replace’ them as well. Shay considered them her best friends and it made her shudder to think she would do something that would bring harm to them. “It’s nothing. Just a passing thought. It’s not important.” She said with a smile. “As long as they are keeping her safe.” Shay gently kissed Kameron’s head holding her close.
Jealousy
            Loki watched as Shay sat on the floor with Kameron in her arms playing blocks. This had become something of a routine that he was not fond of. He wasn’t ignorant as to her purposes, and was becoming annoyed at her audacity. She was using their daughter as a shield to keep him at arms length.
            “You know, I think that perhaps it’s time that Kameron returned to the nursery.” He said standing from where he had been sitting and walking over to them.
            “Don’t be silly, it’s not even close to her bed time.” Kameron knocked the small pile of blocks over and then clapped and laughed. Shay smiled and kissed her cheek more than willing to build them up just for the purpose of her knocking them down again.
            “It’s been brought to my attention that she has been spending every waking moment with you. Recently, she has been spending her nights here with you as well in our chambers instead of in the nursery where she is meant to be.” Loki said.
            “Why wouldn’t she?” Shay said looking up at her, “What is it hurting? You aren’t here, and she’s my daughter. This house is ridiculously big and I’m perfectly capable of taking care of my baby.”
            “I’m here now, and you’ve hardly acknowledged presence.” He said in annoyance.
            “Loki. She’s our daughter, meaning that she is your child too. You should be down here playing blocks with us not scowling at me from the corner.” Shay was incredibly uncomfortable about the two maids that watched over Kameron. Their manner, the way they moved, the way acted disturbed her and she would keep Kameron with her during every minute of every day to avoid leaving her with those two strangers.
            He narrowed his eyes slightly when she said that. There was more to this and he knew it, he was getting very good at reading the subtext of her words. “Do you have a concern about her keepers, Shaylee?” She didn’t answer right away, and looked slightly nervous more than answering his question. “What is it?” He demanded.
            Shay sighed seeming as though she was gathering her courage and kissed Kameron’s head carefully putting her down before she stood walking over to Loki. “Who are they?” She said crossing her arms. “They aren’t like the others. Not even a little bit, and I want to know who these people are that you are trusting with her care.”
            Loki cocked his head, “Are you questioning me? Are you questioning my judgment?”
            “I want to know what they are, Loki.” Shay said her back straight. “Then I can tell you if I question your judgment or not.”
            He arched a brow seeing the defiance in her stare making it clear she wasn’t going to let him bully her to back down. Not where Kameron was concerned. “Alright.” He said deciding perhaps it was time she knew. “They’re not humans. They’re Asgardians.”
            Her eyes went wide, “What?”
            “They are from Asgard. Considering her parentage I thought it best that she had the best caretakers available. Asgardians are different from humans. Humans wouldn’t know how to deal with any special abilities she may possess.” Loki explained. Shay was dumbstruck and just stared at him in disbelief.
            “Why didn’t you tell me about this before you brought them here?” She questioned.
            “Do you know of any better to look after our child?” Loki stated.
            “Yes. Me!” She exclaimed. “Not strangers, not aliens.”
            Loki smirked leaning his head back slightly as he looked at her, “I hate to be the bearer of bad news, lovely Shaylee. But she is ‘our’ daughter, meaning that she is half me. Half ‘alien’ as you see it.” She was becoming frustrated and upset, covering her eyes with her hand. “I never imagined you to be such a bigot.”
            Shay looked up at him, “What!?” She said in horror. “I am not a bigot!”
            “Good. Because I would hate to become concerned about leaving Kameron alone with someone who hated her.” Loki stated walking away
            She was stunned, and couldn’t believe he would even think it. “I love Kameron.” She said following after him, “It’s YOU I hate!” She said picking up a block and throwing it at him beaming him directly in the back of the head.
            Loki stopped cold in midstep. He turned his eyes burning as they starred at her, “How dare you.” He hissed. Shay was still angry and her good sense didn’t seem to be working when she reached down and picked up another lock throwing that one too. Loki could hardly believe her attacking him outright this way. She knew better. He moved his head to the side as the block flew passed him. When Shay missed him she hollered picking up several more blocks intending to throw them at his face.
            Instantly Loki seemed to appear in front of her and grabbed her throat. She raised her hand with the blocks only to have him grasp her wrist and twist it causing her hand to open and the blocks to fall. Then he turned and slammed her against the wall so hard it knocked the wind from her lungs. His anger was much more controlled and silent then Shay’s was, and all the more dangerous. When she started to struggle he pushed her up further on the wall so her toes were almost off the ground by her neck making it difficult for her to draw a breath.
            Loki waited in silence for her to stop her struggling before he spoke. “Everything was going so well.” He began looking into her eyes, “Hardly an argument or a cross word has been exchanged between us since we were wed. Have you forgotten your place already? Need I remind you of it so often?” He demanded. She couldn’t answer, she could barely breathe. He leaned his ear close to her face still holding her in place with little effort. “What was that? I have difficulty hearing you.”
             Shay’s jaw was beginning to ache considering how he held her was putting pressure on it. “Stop . . . please.” She gasped wrapping her hands around his wrist. If he pressed even a little bit more, he could easily dislocate her jaw.
            “Have you finished your little tiff?” He said sternly.
            ‘Yes’. She could only mouth her answer as no sound came out. He held her there for a moment longer before releasing her dropping her back to her feet. She coughed and gasped for air, still not able to draw in a whole breath.
            “What . . .” She said between labored breaths as her hand wrapped around her sore throat, “ . . is WRONG with you!”
            Loki arched a brow looking down at her, “Perhaps you have been allowed far too much time with Kameron. You’ve grown bold and disobedient.” Shay’s eyes went wide as she looked up at him. “I think perhaps some time apart would do you some good.”
            “No.” She said still trying to catch her breath, “. . . you can’t take her away from me again . . . please.”
            “If there is a better way to adjust your attitude, by all means share it with me.” Loki said in a stern tone. “You may be mother to our daughter, but I am her father, and your lord and master. I thought we had established this already, but clearly I was mistaken.”
            Shay shook her head, “No, . . . I’m sorry.” She said quickly. “I won’t . . . I won’t do it again.”
            He smirked, “You would have let me break your neck before apologizing to me wouldn’t you. It didn’t even cross your mind until I mentioned her to express regret of your actions.” He shook his head and turned starting to walk away. He waved his hand and the two nurses that looked after Kameron came into the room. Immediately they moved to the little girl, gently picking her up.
            “NO!” Shay screamed as she lunged towards them, only to be caught around the middle by Loki who held her back. “NO! PUT HER DOWN! PLEASE!” The two nurses bowed to Loki before leaving the room, the doors closing behind them. Now Shay was even more angry then before and turned to him, “You BASTARD!” She cried. “You can’t take her from me like this! You can’t!” She beat at his arm, then turned towards him starting to claw at his face.
            Loki easily grasped her wrists squeezing them as he forced her to stay in place, “But I have, and I will each time you display such insubordination to me.” Shay struggled again but it was no use, he was simply far too strong for her. “You want her back?” He questioned looking into her eyes, “You want to see her again? Then convince me. Persuade me to bring her back to you.” He demanded.
            He subdued her so easily, and sometimes he almost seemed like it was fun for him. Shay struggled another moment more as tears filled her eyes, then she took in a breath starring into his eyes. “How would I do that?”
            “You know how.” He said seriously. Shay starred at him a moment before she yelled and tried to strike at him again only to have him twist her arms down and behind her affectively disarming her. Even struggling was painful the way he held her now. “Still so stubborn.”
            “You started this fight!” She said gritting her teeth as he twisted her arms up further behind her back. “You were mad . . . at me because I didn’t drop everything . . . .and fall . . .at your feet as soon as you arrived!” She shouted. “You’re jealous of your own daughter, and yet I’m the one being punished!”
            “Of course I’m jealous of your time, you are with her here every day. I am not. I expect you, to welcome me with open arms when I arrive as a proper wife should.” He said.
            “Why aren’t you jealous of hers!? Don’t you care?” She said moving up to her toes trying to get another inch of space. “You wanted her, you wanted a child now you have a daughter. Why aren’t you more concerned about spending time with her!?”
            “I spend more time with her then you realize, Shaylee.” He kept his grip on her like a vice, her hands were turning white and her arms started to lose a little feeling. “How many nights have we spent together since we were wed? Hmm? How often do I arrive to find that you have gone to sleep? Or to find that you cannot tear yourself away from our daughter for an hour or two to spend time with me? When you should be anxious for my arrival, you pay no mind to my appearance or my absence.”
            “What did you expect!” She shouted as he twisted her arm again. Something was going to be dislocated tonight if he kept handling her so roughly, he only hurt her when he lost control and he was nearly at the breaking point. His green eyes were nearly glowing as he starred at hers, his jaw clinched. “Did you think marrying me was just going to be a big bandage, or to stitch together of this . . .thing we call a relationship? It doesn’t work like that!”
            The God felt something pop in her shoulder realizing what was happening, what he was doing. Instantly he loosened his grip on her, remorseful for having hurt her but too proud to admit it. He pushed her back causing her to fall on the nearby couch as he turned away. He took several deep breaths to calm himself. Shaylee felt dizzy and lightheaded as all the blood he had squeezed from her limbs came rushing back. Now she had pain in her jaw, pain in her shoulders, pain in her arms, pain in her hands and she still hadn’t fully regained her breath.
            “Damnit Shaylee, why do you do this to me?” He said before turning and looking at her. “You know what can happen to you when you make me angry, why do you insist on pushing it this far?” He demanded. Both of them were guilty of pride, and he hadn’t quite broken Shaylee’s yet. He shook his head, “You sort this out in your head by the time I return. I think you need a few days to decide for yourself what’s more important. Kameron or your foolish pride.” With that he turned ripping open a portal and stepping through as it sealed shut behind him.
            Shay hurt all over, and now he’d taken Kameron away from her again. She fell against the couch burying her face in the pillows as she cried.
Shaylee’s Turn
            “Mistress . . . are you very certain about this?” Isabel asked nervously. “He will be very cross.”
            “I’m tired of being the whipping boy, Isabel.” Shay stated. “Maybe then he’ll see how it feels to take all his power away and feel helpless. Feel violated.” She took off her goggles. “I got an A+ in chemistry, then I got Saturday detention for the rest of the year when they found out I did this. For once I have a legitimate opportunity to use it.” She put her goggles back on, “Turn about is fair play.”
            “How will you get him to take it without knowing?”
            “He drinks wine with everything constantly while he is here. This is strong stuff, it’s odorless, it’s tasteless and it won’t take much to put him down.” Shay explained. “Then maybe we can talk a negotiate in a civil manner on an even keel.” She began to pour the substance into a vile, “Go no Isabel. I don’t want any of you involved. This is between me and him and I don’t want him to start taking it out on any of you.” She instructed. “Go now, please.” Isabel bowed before turning and leaving the kitchen. Shay held up the vile and sighed as she looked at it. How did things deteriorate to this?”
Dinner
            Loki and Shaylee sat in silence eating their meal. Shaylee was making a reluctant effort to be pleasant. He was holding her daughter hostage against her attitude after all. The bruises that had come from her rough treatment were deal and clearly visible. Seeing the harm he had done made him cringe inside. He had never wanted to hurt her, and he regretted it deeply. But once again, he was to full of pride to apologize.
            Shay reached for the wine bottle and filled her glass first and then his. She knew good manners dictated that she serve him before herself, but sitting here eating with him was already a strain.
            Loki watched her put the wine bottle back in its place and return to eating. He paused a moment as if to speak then changed his mind and took a drink from his glass. “We must speak at some point Shaylee. Things can’t . . . go on . . .like . . . thi . ..” His eyes fluttered and he suddenly fell forward, his head landing on the table completely unconscious.
            “We will.” Shay said continuing to eat.
Tables Turned
            Shay stood over the bed looking at the bound God who had been four pointed to the bedposts. He was incredibly strong and she wasn’t completely confident the restraints were going to hold him.
            Taking a breath she picked up a glass of water and threw it on his face. At once Loki woke and pulled against his restraints. Shay quickly got onto the bed and straddled his middle hoping it would prevent his breaking free. She looked down into his eyes waiting for him to settle down and stop struggling. There was a cross look on his face and his green eyes starred up at her. The gag she had tied around his face kept him silent.
            “For once, you are going to listen to me instant of bullying me around when you don’t like what I have to say.” She stated, “I don’t know what it was like where you grew up, but I doubt your parents used you as a hostage or a tug-o-war game to get back at each other. I don’t care what you do to me at this point, you’ve taken everything away. But you aren’t just hurting me now, you’re hurting Kameron.” She said seriously. Taking a deep breath she still felt anxious about her entire plan, “You sought me out, you chose me because you thought I would be a good mother. You said so, but you are not letting me be a mother. If I disagree with you, or have a genuine concern, you take her away like she’s some sort of toy. You have to stop doing that! Find another way to punish me if you truly feel you must, but stop using her against me like this.” Loki listened to her looking in her eyes, he thought a moment before giving a nod. Shay had had her say and she knew that she was going to have to let him talk, but wasn’t certain what was going to happen.
            She took another deep breath and reached up untying the gag behind his head and pulling the ball of cloth from his mouth. Loki just looked at her in silence causing the hair on the back of her neck to bristle waiting for whatever came next. “To bad you didn’t put out this trick on our wedding night. You’ve been keeping secrets again . . .”
            “Kameron, Loki. We’re talking about Kameron?” She reminded him not letting him change or make light of the matter. “We have to talk about her like adults. Like parents.”
            “And this was your best solution? You thought drugging me and tying me down to our bed like this was how to accomplish it?” Loki said in disbelief.
            “Like you’ve left me with a whole lot of other options.” She said in frustration motioning towards the marks and bruises he’d left on her skin. “You start smacking me around and all I want to do is claw your eyes out of your face.” She said still sitting on his abdomen.
            He smirked slightly looking up at her, “You have t know that I would never let any harm come to her Shaylee. She is always cared for and very well protected. I have seen to it.”
            “But that is my job, I’m her mother. Not some strangers from another planet, not even if they were lifelong friends and neighbors next door.” Shay countered.
            “If I agree to this, agree to let you have an equal say over what happens with our daughter and not take her away, then you must give me your word that you will make time for me. From when I arrive until the moment I leave, you must be a dutiful wife to her husband. You must be a woman to your man.” Loki conditioned.
            Shay thought for a moment before giving a nod in agreement. She had been neglecting him and she had been doing it on purpose. “If you don’t take her away from me again like this, like you have in the past . . . then I promise.” She vowed honestly.
            There was a long moment of silence. Then Loki looked at his restraints, “Well now that we have that all sorted, what’s next?” He questioned.
            Shay gave him a look, “I suppose I should untie you.” Loki gave a pout when she said that and Shaylee arched a brow, “What?”
            “Well . . . since we’re here . . . we could have a little fun.” He suggested. She rolled her eyes at him.
            “Do you ever think of anything else for even five full minutes?” She questioned.
            “I have a beautiful, intelligent woman who has bound me to our bed straddling me . . . is there anything else in existence to be thinking about?” He questioned. “Shaylee I know you’ve had thoughts, of things you want to do to me. To touch me, and explore. What better opportunity do you possibly have to do such explorations? I am completely at your mercy.” He said resting his head back against the pillows. “Come on darling, be bad.”
            “I’m still mad at you.” She answered bluntly, “This wasn’t suppose to be ‘fun’.”
            “Yes, I know how well you can hold a grudge long after you should let it pass.” Shay gave him a look and he grinned mischievously. “Come, be true to the vow you just made to me. Do to me as you will. Your husband.”
            Whenever he spoke to her like this, his voice was hypnotizing, mesmerizing in every way. Before she could think or realize what was happening, she leaned down and anxiously devoured his lips, hungrily tasting them with a wild abandon she never had before. The kiss became deeper and more passionate as their tongues touched, entwined and danced together. Loki moaned in pleasure and delight into her mouth.
            Shaylee’s hand moved to his chest, his body firm and tight beneath her touch. Her fingers found the edges of his shirt, and the kiss parted. Shay ripped his shirt open popping all the buttons off. Loki could see the arousal in her eyes and the red bluish to her cheeks and grinned rather enjoying seeing this side of her. She leaned down and ran her tongue over his nipple and suckling a moment, her hand gently pinching and twisting the other. Loki closed his eyes and smiled enjoying the feel of her manipulations. After another moment, she switched sides, devouring his other nipple with great enthusiasm. Her hands continued to move over his strong body, her own barely able to contain her excitement. Her tongue moved down over his chest and down his body, just tasting his flavor. Loki arched his back in approval taking a breath.
            Shay’s hands continued to draw down over his body, coming to the waistband of his soft black trousers. She seemed to hesitate only a moment, but then at once she slipped her hands down between them and his skin, grasping to his firm backside making her heart flutter in her chest. Her own breath becoming labored now as she felt him hard against his trousers. Her hands moved up over his hips, before her thumbs caught the waistband and she pulled them down to his thighs releasing him from his confines. He was beyond aroused from her explorations, and felt a sense of relief his manhood had been freed. The warm air sending shutters of pleasure down his pine as it caressed him.
            Even though she had some curiosity about it, she had never been able to take him into her mouth. She would touch him, caress him, stroke him, but once again her pride refused to let her go further. Loki didn’t seem particularly concerned about that aspect, there was plenty more to occupy his time.
            She sat up straddling his thighs before taking off her blouse and lifting her skirt moving to straddle his hips, and with one easy movement she thrust her body down onto his hard throbbing member, causing him to groan in absolute bliss at the feel. With slow, deep movements she rode him strong and hard, her hands resting on his chest to keep her balance. It was absolute elation to feel her using her own power, to take what she wanted as she wanted it.
            Shaylee straightened her back sitting up as she continued her movements with purpose. Loki watched her, the way her body moved, the way her hair cascaded down her shoulders and back, the way her hips rolled and moved taking him deep inside of her. He admired the line of her jaw, down to her neck, the beautiful shape of her bosom. He arched his back and thrust his hips upwards to drive a bit deeper inside her.
            He loved listening to the involuntary sounds of pleasure she made, hearing moans and gasps of ecstasy only excited him more. She was fantastic, and she couldn’t wait to see what she was going to do next.
Morning
            Shay was fast asleep having spent the entire night with Loki doing as she pleased. It was incredibly liberating and different then she’d ever been with him. For once she got to be the one in charge and he had to bed to HER will. She was immensely satisfied by the time she fell asleep next to him.
            She awoke to the feel of hot breath on her neck, wonting kisses to her shoulder, and a hand tenderly caressing her side. “I knew it.” She said with a sigh opening her eyes as she rolled back to look up at him, “YOU could have gotten out of those restraints at any time couldn’t you.” His mischievous grin appeared as his hand continued to move over her form.
            “Darling, leather straps are nothing to an Asgardian. Especially without any sort of enchantments.” He explained, “Takes a lot more than human material to bind me my darling.” He said kissing her. “I suppose I should be cross with you, however I find myself applauding the effort.”
            “Where you pretending to sleep too?” She said giving him a look, “Because that stuff worked on our Math teacher finals week and he weighed like 400 pounds.”
            Loki just looked at her, “Dare I ask why you gave one of your instructors a sleeping draft?” He smirked slightly. Apparently he had been pretending at least part of the time, otherwise he would have been upset that she had managed it. “Darling, you cannot deny that you enjoyed yourself. Feeling as though you had total control and domination over me, doing what you wished as you wished it.”
            “But it wasn’t real.” She said with a sigh.
            He chuckled, “Of course, my dear. It was a game.” He kissed her deeply and smiled again. “There are thousands more we can play. But right now, I think I’m satisfied just having you in my arms.” He said holding her a bit tighter, kissing her once again.
            Shay sighed and relented kissing him back wrapping her arms around his shoulders. What else could she do?
Between Two Points
            Shay paced back and forth with her arms crossed over her chest. Loki sat on the bed watching her nervous energy. “Honestly, you are having a worse reaction then you had the first time.” He said finally breaking the silence.
            “Yeah, well . . . I know you better now and I don’t know if bringing another baby into the mix is the best idea.” She snapped at him. “Kameron has only just started to walk.”
            “Why wouldn’t it be? Don’t you like being a mother? You adore our daughter. Obviously. What would be wrong with having another daughter? Or perhaps this time we could have a son?” He said a smile sweeping his face at the thought.
            Shay sighed, “But it’s like you don’t remember anything of what happened the last pregnancy. Everything leading up to it? For someone over 1,000 years old, you have an incredibly short memory.” She said never slowing her steps.
            He stood and caught her by the shoulders to stop her pacing. “It’s different now. All that nonsense in the beginning is over now. We’re together, here in our home, we’re married, and we are a family.”
            She gave him a look, “Are you drunk?” When he began to talk this way it made her suspicious because of how out of character it was for him.
            Loki laughed a bit, “Things have been going well between us. We have both of us been making an effort, everything has been much more pleasant, we’ve been spending time with Kameron together, and making time for each other. Why not expand our family and add one more to our lives? He questioned.
            Shay closed her eyes and covered her face with her hand. Loki rubbed her shoulders waiting for her answer or the next argument she had. “I can’t believe your pushing this already, when we’re just learning how to be civil. Seriously.” She looked up at him, “You said you wanted a child, you never said you wanted children.”
            “Is it really so much of a stretch, Shaylee? You can’t still be under the impression that this is all temporary can you?” He took her left hand and held it up bringing her attention to their wedding rings. “This is forever darling. It’s never going to change. There is no divorce.”
            She looked at him for several long moments, “You still don’t want to take us to Asgard to meet your family.”
            “You are my family, you and Kameron. They don’t matter.” Loki said sternly.
            “Kameron is incredibly intelligent Loki and she’s half Asgardian. She, and any other children we may have, are going to want to know where they come from. They’ll want to see it.” Shaylee said.
            “And someday they will. Someday you will too. But not today. It’s not time yet.” He explained.
            “Are you ashamed of us?” She asked outright.
            “Don’t be absurd.” Now he was taking a defensive tone. “I know where this is heading Shaylee and I say put it out of your head this moment.” He knew how she thought now, how her mind worked. She was going to make it a condition involving going to Asgard and it wasn’t going to allow it.
            “You’ve been telling me since before I was pregnant that you were going to take me there. To your world, to see everything and to meet your parents, your brother, and your friends. The ones in all those stories and Norse myths. Now it isn’t just me, but it’s Kameron too.” She was completely frustrated with this topic. “She’s your daughter and a princess. Wouldn’t your parents like to know they have a grandchild?”
            “I’m certain they would. I’m certain that my mother in particular would be overjoyed to know she has a granddaughter, but it’s not time yet. We cannot go to Asgard, not yet. May we return to the matter at hand?” Loki wanted to end this conversation before it even had started.
            Shay took a breath, “I don’t know Loki. I really don’t. I don’t feel strongly one way or the other. I just feel . . . really annoyed with you but that tends to be normal.” It felt like such an impossible request, if he was requesting and not demanding that is.
            “Alright.” He kissed her forehead, “You need some time to think on it. Of course. So we will simply put it aside for the time being. Just remember how much you love our Kameron, you adore being a mother. Is there not room enough in your heart for others?” Loki still wished to be in her heart as well. She loved so completely and unconditionally with Kameron. He wanted so much for her to feel the same for him.
            “I’ll think about it, okay?” Shay said. Loki smiled giving a nod and kissing her forehead.
Thoughts
            Shay had taken to writing in a journal since she was first pregnant with Kameron. When she had no one to talk to, especially not Loki. Then the servants didn’t really speak to her. She felt like screaming sometimes in the utter frustration she was put in every time Loki appeared. She’d started small at first, but then she began to record everything. Things she did, things she thought, things she wanted to say out loud but couldn’t.
            As far as she could tell, Loki had no idea she kept it. If he did, then he was an excellent actor and showed amazing self-restraint not acting on any of it. Shay imaged that some of what she wrote would make him extremely angry. Mostly because her thoughts weren’t always what he wanted them to be. They usually weren’t. Since Loki had discontinued her internet connection what she read was limited to what he gave her and allowed her to have. It was in some sense very much the dark ages.
            It never even occurred to her about having another child beyond Kameron. Perhaps Loki was right, perhaps she still hadn’t accepted that all this was real, and was forever. They were family now. Not exactly a white picket fence family, but still a family nonetheless.
            Growing up, the biggest influence in Shaylee’s life, the most fun and the best times she had with other children. Her friends meant the world to her, being an only child herself. Kameron wasn’t going to have a chance to make friends. There weren’t other kids to play with. All she would have were brothers and sisters that Shay and Loki had. Without them, she would have no one close to her own age to explore and have fun with.
            There was such a vast array of things she could do. Making the radio, making sleeping tonic, other little tricks and odds and ends she had all learned with her friends. They were bored, or they were curious. Growing up was the happiest time in her life. Could she deny Kameron the chance of the same happiness and adventure? Loki had such things as well. He grew up with his brother and friends even though she hadn’t met them.
            She flipped back through the pages of her journal, looking at the sonograms of Kameron. She rested her hand over her abdomen and sighed, she really didn’t have a choice did she.
To Be Continued . . . .
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