Chapter 89: A Goddess’s Bold Moment
Even though I had only intended this to be a moment of affection, I could barely breathe for how long Loki kept kissing me. However, the feel of his tongue was alluring and challenging to pull away from, too, especially with how sweet his taste was. He had eaten a dessert from the Café, which was present on his lips. The treat was sweet and tangy, allowing the sweetness to linger on him. Our soft members danced with one another when his hand suddenly reached up to my dress. Surprised, I drew away from the kiss when his fingers traced my vulva through my underwear.
“What are you—” I whimpered, feeling my thin stockings break.
“If you hold your voice in. No one will notice,” Loki smirked, playful as always.
He was right; the road was loud and busy out in the street, yet that didn’t change how they could catch us if we weren’t careful—something I didn’t mind. If he was the only one touching me, I didn’t care who watched.
Plus, I feel you will help me forget for a little while.
“You’re crazy.” I huffed, yet never did I mutter the word no.
“You love that about me, and you get so tight on my dick when we’re in public. I love it.” He teased, using his thumb to move my underwear to the side.
Hah… We’re both irrational.
Everything about this, though, would show the coven how much the prince was into me.
“Then loosen me up.” I bit my lip, focusing on my lover.
I wanted to tempt him into losing control, and it worked, since his smirk grew more defined before Eli became my seat again.
“Just don’t cry too loudly while I fuck you. Okay?” He unbuckled his belt, prompting my gaze to shift downward to what he was doing.
“You hold yourself too high.” I rolled my eyes at him.
He leaned over to my ear, lifting my dress and using it as a cover for us when he released his heat from his pants.
“I already want to pluck the eyes out of whoever’s watching us. Your expressions are for me alone.” He murmured, pressing himself into me.
I couldn’t help but giggle when he said this.
Such a silly boy.
“Stupid… I don’t care who sees because it’s you who’s touching me.” I noted softly with a soft smirk on my lips.
Even though I meant what I said, I could see in his eyes how possessive he was of me. There was no doubt in my mind that he would wipe the minds of anyone who heard us if he could.
“And you decide to be cute now? Out of all times?” Loki huffed, expecting me to be as sour as usual, but after seeing Tania, I honestly didn’t have it in me.
All I wished was to feel him and erase her from my mind, until I couldn’t.
The ball… might be the right place for my vengeance, too, but for now, I’ll be your sweetheart, prince.
“I just want you,” I said, gazing at him as I tugged on his shirt.
His cheeks turned rosy. “Fuck me, you play me so hard.”
A second later, I felt him shove himself into me, instigating me to lock my lips with his to help me hold my voice in. Though with every thrust, I couldn’t help but want to mewl his name like I usually did, though this time his tongue kept me busy, only allowing soft noises to escape me and him.
Hah… I always love it when you hold me like this.
Not the fact we were in public, but the way he was kissing me, which was too alluring to resist. Drawing away from my lips, a string of saliva connected us before he licked it away, thrusting his hips into me and filling me to the brim. A warmth was taking hold of me—one that I couldn’t push aside, as the knot tightened towards release with every push I felt.
“Do you realize what you do to me?” Loki asked in a trancelike state.
My legs trembled as I pulled myself closer to meet his lips again. Clamping my fingers to the back of his head, I twirled my fingers on his soft, white, silvery curls, while my tongue entered his mouth as he ground himself against me. I drew away from the affection of our lips when a soft whine left me, ensuring it was useless to resist the emotion that swelled within me.
I want to dominate you so bad, even though we’re in public.
“What do I do to you, your highness?” I smirked, pressing my lips against his beauty mark, prompting him to clasp my hips tighter.
His smile was so defined that I could barely hold myself back from attacking him.
“Fuck! You drive me crazy, Vivi.” He cooed, thrusting himself into me again.
Soft moans left both of us before I closed the small gap between us, yet I didn’t want to kiss him. No, I gazed at every expression he made while he plunged himself into my core, marking me as his from within. It was so fulfilling to watch him wince in pleasure because of me, while I was probably making a similar expression too.
More! I want so much more!
Biting my lip, I tried to hold the whines as he continued to shove himself into me.
I love you, and you love me. I know it… I feel it, yet our feelings can never meet.
After meeting Tania, my feelings about her ensured that his family and I would never get along. In fact, I didn’t know if I could stop myself from killing that hag. The heat that was building soon came into a clash when I crashed my lips onto his, feverously claiming him as mine, while I didn’t care who saw me anymore. My release took over me while I drowned my voice with his tongue, leaving me convulsing in his arms as he continued to shove himself into me a few more times, even though he was exploding within me as well.
He loved to push his seed deep into me, which wasn’t to impregnate me, but because he was more sensitive after his peak, too, as he was also well aware that the voice that came from him when he did that always made me want more. However, our moment was cut short when I didn’t expect the voice that erupted next to us soon after our bliss.
“Prince Loki, what are you doing here?” Gerta questioned, stopping both of us in our tracks.
A cold sweat broke through me, freezing me where I was. Luckily, Eli covered me from where she stood, though it wouldn’t be long until she realized everything since my legs hugged around the vampire’s hips. A soft curse left his lips before he gazed toward her briefly.
“Kind of busy, Gerta. Do you mind?” Loki huffed, holding onto me tighter, almost as if to comfort me.
In an instinctual moment of hiding, I snuggled myself into his shirt.
Hah… I was wrong, I do care if someone saw us. Well, perhaps a few. Rem, Alijah, Dad, and the old woman, whom I had promised not to fuck the prince!
She caught me red-handed.
I’m a weak… brittle… A failure of a goddess.
All because a boy who had me in his grip had claimed my heart. Though I didn’t want to let go of this warmth that was dropping out of my core.
No, I want more of it.
Even as Gerta caught us, there wasn’t a part of me that wanted Loki to pull away from me. It didn’t help that Loki’s member still pulsated within me, lengthening my high.
“Oh, I can see that. Do you two have no shame? Here in public, out of all places.” Gerta chided us, crossing her arms.
In response to her words, I tightened my grip on his shirt, stiff as a stick. Loki released a heavy sigh before gazing back at me.
Slowly, he leaned into my ear again. “Don’t get so tight. I might not be able to pull out if you keep this up.” He murmured.
If it were up to him, he would go for another round, but someone was closely watching us.
“Argh! Not now.” I grumbled, feeling the full blast of the embarrassment of our actions.
Being so young, I never thought someone would catch us, especially her, out of everyone.
Is it shameless that I don’t want my prince to pull away?Crap… Why does everything go wrong?
We were still being watched by the coven, too.
How will I play this?
Eli, though, moved in such a way that he covered us. Taking that chance, Loki tugged away from me to fix his pants, while I struggled to get my grip on everything.
