Page 42 of Loki's Enemy Mate

Heimdall didn’t stop fucking me as I cried out, shooting my heavy load all over his chest. I just kept cumming and cumming, more than I thought possible. Each time he pushed his cock to the hilt, more seemed to spill forth. However, it wasn’t long before I heard his own orgasm building too. All at once he lifted me off his cock, my body suddenly empty without him. He didn’t even have time to reach down and stroke himselfbefore he cried out, shooting his load all over my ass, the heat seeping into my skin.

I sank down on his lap and threw my arms around his neck, his spent cock pulsing against my left buttcheek. Meanwhile his seed dripped down my leg while mine was smeared between us. We were a fucking mess, but it was so sexy that I just didn’t care.

“Holy shit…” I muttered, heaving as I collapsed against him. “That… That was…something.”

“Yeah, it was,” he replied, just as breathless as I was. “I didn’t know it could feel that good.”

“Neither did I…”

I sat back for just a moment, catching his gaze. “I… I really like this,” I managed to say. “All of this. So much.”

He nodded. “Me too.”

Taking a deep breath, I gathered up my courage. “I don’t want it to end.”

Heimdall just stared.

“Even… Even if it means not getting my revenge.”

His eyes went wide as the words left my lips and I couldn’t blame him. I could hardly believe I’d said it either. Of course, I wasn’t going to forgive Tyr for what he did. But if it came down to choosing Heimdall or my dead father, I was going to choose Heimdall. It didn’t matter that our packs were sworn enemies, or that there was no place in Fenris where we could be together and both keep our old lives. Compromise was coming for us both, eventually. However, there was one thing I was absolutely sure of.

When the time for change came, I would choose Heimdall.

How could I not?

Chapter Twenty-Three: Heimdall

Loki left me at the edge of the hot spring a little after dawn, telling me he would be right back. I had no idea what he was up to and when a half hour had gone by, I was starting to get worried. Getting out of the spring, I walked back through the pines to the rocky outcropping overlooking the mountain. I stood there for all of two minutes before he appeared once more in wolf form working his way up the steep incline with a white cloth bag held between his teeth. When he reached the ledge, he shifted back, tossed the bag up, and climbed up to meet me.

“I hope these fit,” he said, untying the bag at our feet. “I wasn’t sure of your size, so I guessed the best I could.”

As the cloth fell away, I saw it was full of laundry. There were several shirts, a pair of jeans, and some comfy looking sweatpants. Hell, there were even shoes.

“Where did you get all this?” I asked, crouching down beside him.

“The resort,” he said nonchalantly. “I snuck in the back door of the laundry room.” He looked up at me with amischievous grin filling his face. “There’s gonna be some very upset rich people when half their laundry is missing.”

“Won’t that cause issues for your pack?”

“Nah. They’ll just comp their stay. It’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Don’t worry about it.”

“Won’t they smell you there?”

He paused for a moment, thinking it over. “I don’t think so. There’s a lot of smelly soap in that room. I should be fine. Oh! And look what else I found!” He pulled out a lanyard with a white plastic card hanging from the end. It had a name and photo that I didn’t recognize. “This’ll get us into the resort if we need to steal anything else! It works on all the outer doors! I had one tucked into my phone case back in the cave.”

“Loki…” I sighed. “We can’t go back there.”

“Yeah we can!” He smiled up at me. “Listen, I’ve got it all figured out! We can live in that little shack for a while without anyone finding us, right? Well, it’s easy enough to get food and clothes from the resort if we need them and nobody will know we’ve been in or out! I know that place like the back of my hand! We can just take what we need and live out here without worrying about–”

“Loki,” I repeated, cutting him off. “We can’t just sit up here and steal forever. Someone’s going to notice.”

“Well… I thought if we got a hold of some good stuff… you know, like diamonds or jewelry or something, then we could pawn it an get out. The resort customers are usually loaded so there’s a good chance–”

“No.”

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