~An Alternative End~
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The celebrations resumed well past sundown and now your guests carried on dancing under the moonlight of the church garden. However, while no one was looking, Loki took your hand and discreetly led you back into the chapel. His sneaky antics causing your lower region to tingle with desire.

The candles flickering flames, which were almost completely melted, cast dancing shadows on the walls. And as you entered deeper into the now eerie atmosphere, Loki continued to guide you down the central aisle—right past the confessional booth where you were once fucked against, and the altar table where he had savagely devoured your pussy.

The mere sight of them had you squeezing your thighs together, your aching pussy now wet with arousal.

Loki stopped only when he reached the very back of the darkened church where a large weaved tapestry depicting a religious scene hung.

He took position behind you, standing so close that his chest pressed up tight against your back. His stiff bulge trying so hard to escape from his wedding suit that you could feel it poke against your ass.

You smirked lustfully, now knowing he was just as excited as you are, probably revisiting past erotic memories in his mind too.

He groaned through clenched jaws when you deliberately wiggled your ass against his hard cock, the friction from your tightly pressed bodies overwhelming him with intense need.

Fighting back his primal urges, he snaked his arm past your waist, and drew aside the drapery to unveil the familiar door. Upon seeing it your heart instantly raced, knowing exactly what lies behind.

The intensity of his lust allowed his domineering trait to burrow its way out, and now it dictated his actions. He seized your throat with his large hand and forcefully bent your head back. You let out a faint whimper when he applied more pressure, and just as your thoughts began to drift away, he released his grip and spoke with a passionate growl.

"Bad queens go through this door"

Your body quivered as he spoke words similar to those he had historically said. It triggered your surging arousal, making you more desperate for him with each passing second.

When he lifted up his hand and presented a key, your heart immediately leaped upon recognising it. He lured your attention by sweeping the key across your eyes in a back-and-forth motion and you followed it, almost hypnotically, your excitement rising by his enticing movements.

"Open the door darling girl."

No sooner had he finished his words, you snatched it from his fingers, causing him to chuckle in response to your eagerness. You insert the key, and when you twist it the door unlocks with a loud click that reverberates through the quiet of the dark church.

"Push it open," he purrs, licking the tip of your ear with his tongue.

You do as he says and push with strength on the heavy door, and when fully opened, the deepest black stares back at you. It was so dark that it brought back the haunting memory of your fear—you were once again that fearful mortal girl.

You dig your heels into the ground, hesitant to enter. However, the forceful pressure Loki's chest exerted on your back compelled you to move until you were completely enveloped inside the pitch-black room.

Loki's presence abruptly left you, and before you could turn to see where he had gone, the resounding slam of the door closing startled you.

"Loki?" you say wearily, "this isn't funny."

"No need to be afraid of the dark, my love. I have already warned the night that should it incite fear in you, then it would suffer my vengeance. Not even the shadows will be able to escape my indignant wrath"

"You'd fight even the darkness?" his poetic words made you smile with equal parts amusement and besotted love.

"Of course darling, and I would go to any length to please you. Which brings me to your wedding gift. A surprise I think you'll enjoy—what we'll both take pleasure from," his voice continued from the shadows.

He didn't need to see your face to know you displayed the look of intrigue. He felt your titillated  curiosity, and deliberately chose to be cryptic; he wanted you to be shrouded in mystery and wonder.

What was his surprise? Your mind whirred—becoming flooded with thoughts.

"Tell me what it is, Loki," you ask excitedly, the suspense killing you.

"Patience my sweet, your surprise is nearly here"

You grin, but then fully absorb his words- 'your surprise is nearly here.' Is something—someone, coming?

Your wonderment about the delights he had in store for you increased as your excitement and anticipation grew. Now, your fear of the dark couldn't even enter your mind—it was too occupied with imagining.

Then, in the blinding darkness, you suddenly heard a loud flapping noise. Your heart rate spiked when you matched the sound to that of a bird or more specifically—a raven.

"Loki, what's that noise?" you inquire, seeking confirmation of your presumptions.

"Come now darling— it is quite a distinct sound, I do believe you already know"

Your stomach immediately tensed. You were almost completely sure, yet even when fairly certain you remained in denial—It couldn't be, Loki would never invite him in this room—with us.

However, when your mysterious visitor ruffled his wings again, you couldn't deny it any longer. You were forced to admit who was now in the room with you when the gust of wind he fluttered your way bore a scent you were all too familiar with.

"Who's here Kitten? Say his name—he wants to hear it in your sweet voice"

Your anxiety caused you to start breathing quickly, yet you noticed that your laboured breaths were colliding with those of another person.

You were certain it wasn't Loki, as each time he spoke it was without difficulty, his voice was calm, displaying no signs of nervousness. A sharp contrast between your heavy breathing and that of the other person, a telling sign of your shared anxiety.

With hesitation and extreme nervousness you timidly vocalised the name of who you believed had joined the room, "H-h-Huggin?" you stammer.

And in an equally timorous tone that matched yours, a voice replied, "Hello flower."

Huggin

Not able to visibly see their demeanour or facial expression, you were uncertain of what to say or how to react. You stood uneasy in the dark chamber, waiting for someone else to make a move and provide much needed clarification.

"Do you want the lights on my delicious bride?"

You breathe a sigh of relief as Loki breaks the awkward silence.

"Y-yes" you stutter.

"You don't sound enthusiastic about seeing your gift, darling," he stated, "so let me ask you again, do you want the light on?"

"Yes! No more darkness" you cried out, completely confused yet partially aware—mostly in denial—of what he seems to be offering as a wedding gift.

You hear him chuckle quietly before the sound of his footsteps moved towards the light switch.

"On the count of three, Kitten"

"One"

"Two"

"THREE!"

Your pulse accelerated as the lights flickered on and your eyes acclimated to the light. You shyly glanced at Huggin before settling your gaze on Loki who casually sauntered over to Huggin's side, wearing a mask of cheeky delight at seeing your astonished expression.

At this point, both males now look at you with equal intensity, the only difference being, Huggin's chest rose and fell fast. It confirmed it was him you heard breathing hard alongside you in the dark—he was nervous.

"I don't quite understand. What's going on Loki?"

Loki curved his lips into an even bigger grin, "This is your surprise darling. I'm gifting you the company of both of us—for one night. Both me and Huggin will share you—worship your body like the goddess you are and provide you with an abundance of pleasure."

You had to pause for a moment as you tried to breathe through the intense flutter of butterflies that resided deep in your stomach, and during your brief time of stillness, you absorbed Loki's words, finally understanding with clarity what your wedding gift comprised of.

You gulped with nervous uncertainty, "but Lok—"

"Ah-ah-ah, darling. No arguing. This is a wedding gift and it is bad form to refuse a gift" he stated with a smirk, "besides, I have a feeling this may have crossed your mind, even if it were only a fleeting thought."

Huggin's little fidget upon hearing Loki's claim caused you to turn your attention towards him since you'd previously avoided doing so. When you momentarily locked eyes, he gave you a bashful smile, and you knew he was curious as to whether or not it was true—had you ever had sexual fantasies about him?

"I-umm.." you exhale nervously, "maybe it entered my mind for a split second," you admit, but then mentally chastise yourself for confessing.

I'm a total idiot—

After making your confession, you instantly heard a slight but noticeable rapid intake of air, which caused you to look up. You noticed it came from Hugin; his gasp was accompanied by wide eyes that now stare at you in disbelief.

Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck! —why did I say it—I'm such a ninny.

"It's okay darling, no need to worry," Loki chuckled, amused by your inner dialogue.

Huggin never took his eyes off you as you glanced between the two men, and it seemed that once you admitted to thinking of him sexually, it calmed his nerves; he no longer exhibited any sort of anxiety; it melted away and was replaced with desire—a deep yearning.

The look he gave you right then and there was one you'd never seen from him before. It was sexual, a lustful passion, and the longer you gazed at him, the more untamed he became. His feet began fidgeting in suspense, like a greedy bird of prey anxious to pounce.

The moment Loki caught sight of Huggin's amplified energy, he smirked and slowly nodded, giving Huggin the signal he'd been desperately waiting for.

Huggin strutted over to you in eagerness before Loki could finish a full head nod. He pulled you into his chest and pinned your body in place, his heart and his cock now throbbing as your covered breasts make contact with his black feathers.

"I've longed for you for so long" he whispered, his words taking you by surprise.

You were so confused and unsure of yourself that you were at a loss for words. You peered suspiciously over the side of Huggin's large frame and caught a glimpse of Loki, surprised to see he had already seated himself in a chair—his legs spread out wide with a lustful gleam in his eyes. He was obviously keen in getting a good view of the performance.

Huggin took hold of your chin and moved your face towards him, "My eyes are here flower" he murmured, hungry for your undivided attention.

Before you could stutter any kind of response, you feel Huggin's arms intimately encircle your waist and abruptly hoist you up. Normally, in similar situations with Loki, you'd naturally wrap your legs around his waist, but you're so unsure of anything right now that you just dangle in Huggins arms and hang there.

"Come on Kitten, wrap your thighs around him" Loki instructs aloud, observing your stiff awkwardness with slight amusement.

You couldn't believe what Loki was saying; it was all so surreal. But then Huggin spoke softly, drawing you in with your empathic heart, "If you don't want me flower, I can leave," his words gentle and calming, putting no pressure on you to accept him.

You stare at him and ask with sincerity, "Are you really sure you want this? Once it happens it can't be undone"

He smiled at you while you still dangled off the ground, "You don't know how many times I've dreamt of having you, sharing you just once, is a dream come true"

Hearing him admit that he's always wanted you, made you exhale shakily. However, your hesitation to engage was immediately reduced, and now you voluntarily lift your legs to surround his waist. He grinned as he felt your voluptuous thighs straddling him and confidently moved his hands to a more provocative position—on your ass.

When you heard the distinct sound of a zip coming undone, you turned to find Loki still seated, but with his pants now pulled down to his knees and his fingers firmly coiled around his erect cock. His lusty gaze stared intently at Huggin's hands on your ass.

Huggin raised your body higher up his torso, and you threw your arms around his neck, fixing your sight on him. "There's my flower, the prettiest blossom in the meadow," he grins, pleased that you look at him and not Loki. "I want your full attention; this is my time now," he asserts.

Huggin's unrelenting appetite was evident in his eyes; he was impatient to consume your body and finally have you. He lingered though, waiting for Loki to give him the clearance to proceed yet again.

"I'm going to ask you again, darling. Your response here determines the course of the evening. Do you want my present? Say yes, and we both fuck you this night; say no, and only I get to play with you."

Your frazzled mind was swarming with clouded thoughts, and your heart pounded against your chest. You peered over Huggin's shoulder and studied Loki's expression, trying to figure out which option he wanted you to take.

"It's not about me darling. I get pleasure from watching you with him, and then I get my pleasure from taking you from him" he responds to you without you needing to verbalise. Your inquisitive expression said it all.

"Say yes flower" Huggin whispers.

"Now, now, Huggin," Loki says firmly, "we do not influence her decision."

"Sorry" he hastily responds.

"What's it to be darling... yes... or... no."

Oh gods...

"I- um.."

Breaking Loki's no-persuasion rules yet again, Huggin began sensually pressing his lips against your exposed skin. With each gentle kiss, unanticipated pleasure surged through your body, and it shocked you how difficult it was to contain a moan.

"Say yes flower" he repeats, grazing his teeth over your collar bone.

Loki glared at Huggin and once again cautioned him in a stern voice of the impending consequences if he persisted in violating the terms. Huggin heeded his advice and promptly took his mouth away from your body.

"Silence means no kitten. In another five seconds I will magic Huggin out of here, and no such offer will be offered again"

Without saying a word to avoid breaching more rules, Huggin's hidden hands slyly squeeze your ass while using his eyes to plead with you. You couldn't help but grin at how he found a way around Loki's regulations with cunning antics.

"Five seconds" Loki loudly announces, beginning the countdown.

"Four seconds"

Huggin protracted his claws just enough to dig in to your buttocks, jolting you with painful pleasure.

"Three seconds"

Huggin's anticipation reached excruciating levels, and you groan as you feel his ragged breaths brush against your skin while still feeling the pricks of his nails on your ass. 

"Two seconds"

You see his lips move as he silently mouths, "please."

"One-"

Your heart hurts at the sight of his imploring eyes, and you immediately scream, "Yes!"

Your ears perk up hearing Loki chuckle before roaring out a command directed at Huggin.

"Ravish her"

You didn't have a chance to even look Loki's way before Huggin had you pinned against the wall, his lower body holding you up while his free hands ripped at your dress, tearing it from your body in a frenzy.

Normally, the abrupt chill on your now-exposed body would shock your warm flesh, but your mind was still in denial that this was happening. You could be stuck with hot pokers and you'd not feel it, you were too consumed by this almost dreamlike scene.

The moment your top half was revealed, he leaned back and studied your naked body, discovering every freckle, marvelling over the curve of each breast and revelling in the shade of you nipples.

He struggled to control his heavy panting as his eyes took in the deliciousness that was your body. He was losing control, desperate to explore more of you, clamouring to find out what you taste like. But before he grappled with your body his eyes danced over your lips, his greatest wish was to simply kiss you. Excitement grew within him knowing he was no longer going to observe you and Loki kissing in private; now he was going to participate in it.

He pressed his chest against your breasts and cooed feeling your nipples hard. Instantly he pushed his hips into you, making you aware that he too was aroused, his rigid cock jabbing into your soft skin. He licked his lips in anticipation of a kiss and gently brought his mouth closer, warming your face with the aroma of his sweet breath.

"Can I kiss you flower" he whispers.

Your eyes flash to Loki, who was now slowly stroking his cock while breathing heavier. His eyes glued on the show.

"Can I?" he asks again.

Huggin had to use every ounce of his willpower to maintain his poise as he clutched his deepest desire in his arms—you. However, he sustained his composure so not to scare you with how fierce he could become in your presence.

Without saying a word, you meekly nod, agreeing to the kiss.

His heart pounded heavily against his chest as he moved in, his wet lips parting slightly when they finally made contact. The soft kiss was closed-mouthed, gentle, and sweet, and there was a pleasantness to it that could only come from Huggin's unmistakeable affection. Nothing less than tender was anticipated from him.

He gained confidence after feeling you kiss him back and soon his hands were sensually caressing your breasts. However, it didn't take long for his gentle strokes to turn rough, and it seemed the harder he kneaded your breasts, the more pressure he applied to his now hungry kiss.

You were taken aback by his sudden shift in intensity; tenderness was thrown to the wind, and his newfound harshness gave you the chills. But you found yourself responding to his enthusiasm, your body finally unwinding and losing itself in his movements.

His powerful tongue parted your lips and pushed in, and he groaned in bliss at finally tasting you. It was no longer a shy first kiss, but a strong passionate entanglement of tongues, and you finally came to terms with what was happening.

Your hands trace over his toned chest before grabbing the back of his head and pushing his mouth harder against your lips. His hoarse moans vibrated inside your mouth, making your clit twitch with a strong wish to be touched.

Still holding the back of his head you yank it back, forcing him to break from your kiss and expose his long neck. You dive in, sucking on the soft tissue behind his ear, while scraping your nails along his scalp as you thread his feathery locks through your fingers. The pleasureful noises he let escape his lips bounced around the room, filling it with the sounds of anticipated sex.

You continued your erotic tongue dance by licking the full curve of his neck until you made contact with his lips once more. And now Huggin began to unravel, unable to contain his thirst to taste more of you.

He snatched you from off the wall and drew your body tight against him. You could feel his body shake with excitement as you both melted into each other.

While still attached to his mouth he carried you with ease across the room before perching your ass on the end of a table.

Your torn dress hung off your body in shreds, but he quickly finishes the job and tears it from your body, finally tossing it away to expose every part of your nakedness. He takes two steps back and gawks at you in awe. Drinking in the captivating image of you, his mouth visibly watering as his eyes trail down to your irresistible pussy.

He falls to his knees, his gaze fixed on his prize—your smooth pussy—and begins to crawl over to you, forcing your thighs apart as soon as he reaches you.

You look down at him from your higher position and see his feral gaze, his glassy eyes consumed with maddening lust. He moves his mouth closer, nestling his head between your thighs and without any hesitation he dives in, extending his tongue to part your slick folds.

You scream as he thrusts his entire face between your legs, savagely devouring you as if you were his favourite meal and he was starving.

You turn to look at Loki and see his lips wet from repeatedly licking them with his tongue, trying hard to seek the taste of your secretions as he watches Huggin consume you. Your head rolls back and your legs start to shake as you feel your orgasm approaching.

Loki released a deep whine of longing upon hearing you cry out when Huggin thrust his tongue inside you. He was finding it very hard to control himself and not forcefully take Huggin's place between your thighs.

You gripped Huggin's head while positioning your legs over his shoulders and stared deeply at Loki, finding great joy in seeing him pleasure himself to the view of you being orally fucked by someone else.

Loki's strokes on his cock accelerated as you grew more vocal and Huggin groaned into you as he sucked up every last drop of your natural juice, and within seconds of your combined noises you reached your bliss, climaxing hard and screaming loudly.

Yet, before you could fully enjoy your post-orgasmic bliss, you felt your body being forcibly yanked back. When you looked up, Loki was hovering by your side, continuing to pump his cock vigorously while yelling, "Swallow me, kitten!"

And while Huggin stayed between your legs and drank every last drop of you. You'd opened your mouth wide allowing Loki to jam his cock inside and spill his warm seed down your throat.

Huggin raised his head, your moisture gleaming on his face and observed with raging arousal as Loki used your mouth as his personal cum bucket.

Loki pulled out and slumped with exhaustion against the wall, but was taken aback when he saw Huggin stand and proceed to copy his actions.

Huggin hovered over you with wild excitement in his eyes. He held his throbbing cock oozing with pre cum over your mouth, and gazed into your eyes. The look within them told you exactly what he desired you to do.

When you lusciously sucked the bead of cum from the head of his cock, coating your tongue and letting it drip down your throat, he grinned. He stared at your mouth with a filthy yearning, before gently resting his thick erection on your closed lips.

"Open up flower" he says in a hoarse whisper, "taste me, as I've tasted you."

He softly eased himself in through the gap in your lips and when he felt the warmth of your tongue sliding against his shaft, his head immediately rocked back, groaning as he slowly slipped deeper.

As Huggin pushes his hips towards you, penetrating your throat with his cock, Loki resumes his position on the other side of the table. He marvels at how your throat expands to accommodate Huggin's length with each thrust and gets a jolt of lusty pleasure out of seeing your eyes wet as you resist the impulse to gag.

Loki quickly seized hold of your arm and coiled your fingers around his stiff cock, moving your hand for you before eventually letting go, allowing you to take over the action of jerking him off.

The deep sounds that both men generated only heightened your own arousal. Loki noticed you frantically trying to create friction by crossing your legs, and he immediately reached down, parting your folds to find your engorged clit. He tentatively touched you in all the ways he had come to learn you loved, nearly immediately inducing another raging orgasm.

Huggin taking pointers from Loki, moved his hands to other parts of your body, flicking your nipple to induce jolts of pleasure. You moan against Huggin's cock, and the vibrations that rose from your throat immediately hasten his already-approaching climax.

He came, expelling his seed straight down your throat while releasing a guttural groan. He breathed heavily, panting as he pulled out from your mouth, and seeing the remnants of Huggin's cum drip from the corners of your lips made Loki to instantly spill his seed. Noisily firing another full load straight across your breasts.

You resembled a meal as you lay sprawled out on the table. You smile up at both men on either side of you who still looked down at you with hunger in their eyes. And even though they've had their fair share of you, they still demonstrated a desire for the dish that was between your legs—a deep hankering for the main course.

Loki watched with a mixture of besotted love and roaring sexual passion as you scooped his discarded seed from your body and sucked your fingers clean.

"You are so deliciously arousing, my queen," he growls as he darts his mouth to your lips and kisses you passionately. Unconcerned that he can taste not only himself but also Huggin.

However, his lips were violently wrenched from yours when your ankles were roughly grabbed and pulled from the table.

While in a daze at being forcibly ripped from Loki, you feel Huggin's arms close around your waist in an almost possessive manner. You stare in wonderment at this dominant version of him, having never seen him so impassioned before. Then, with a gleam of smouldering lust in his eyes, he crashed his lips against yours in one smooth motion.

You responded to his kiss by moving your hands all over his body, and the sensation of your palms discovering his torso only prompted him to kiss you more fervently.

Your mind was so overwhelmed by the exhilaration you felt that you continued to feel on cloud nine even after being roughly torn from Huggin and thrown against the wall.

Realising Loki had just madly stole you back from Huggin, and now caged you in made you even more aroused, the idea of being fought over was alluring and extremely arousing.

While his body was still pinning you against the wall, Loki grinned and cast an amused glance over his shoulder. His sly grin at Huggin was an open challenge to compete in his game, the sport of trying to win you back.

Huggin narrowed his eyes accepting Loki's invitation, and with raging desire he zoned in on Loki's hands firmly caressing your breasts, before observing as his mouth engulfed your nipple.

Feeling a rush of pleasure, you writhe helplessly against Loki's weight until suddenly, his legs spread your thighs apart, allowing you to feel the eager hardness of his cock as it searches for the warmth of your pussy.

"Are you ready for me, my queen?" he murmurs.

He nibbles on your neck while you breathe out a resounding yes, your core yearning to be satisfied. However, before he could even attempt to submerge himself inside you, he sensed Huggin's rapid approach.

Loki grinned knowingly and quickly snatched you from the wall just as Huggin was about to charge at him.

"Huggin, you're moving at a snail's pace. If you want first dibs, you need to move a lot faster than that" Loki chortled from across the room.

You're dizzy but completely enthralled at the prospect of being battled over. Loki moves to a position behind you and with deliberate intent, he makes Huggin envious by rubbing his hands all over your body and kissing your neck sensually.

Loki suddenly bent you over, and gripped your hair, pushing his throbbing cock between your thighs, all the while looking at Huggin, "I can take her right now, she's primed and ready for me. But I'll give you a chance" he grins darkly, "successfully take her from my arms and you can be the first to fuck her" his words were full of promise and challenge, and you felt your heart race with anticipation.

Loki exerted a greater amount of pressure on your hair, which caused you to tilt your head upward and look in the direction of Huggin. He looked at you with a profound sense of yearning, as if he desperately wanted to be inside of you.

You give him a smirk that is intentionally provocative, which only serves to heighten his desire for you. Your seductive antics continue as you straighten up and lean back against Loki's chest, turning your head to kiss him.

Loki encased his arms around your waist and clung to you tight, anticipating that at any moment Huggin's impending sexual rage will boil over in an attempt to pry you from his grasp. And as was predicted, the event transpired precisely as anticipated.

Huggin let out a low growl before flapping his large, black wings and raced forward at high speeds. However, Loki had envisioned his action, and quickly teleported away well before Huggin arrived at his spot.

"Oh Huggin, you're still moving at an ineffective pace." Loki smirked.

Huggin jerked his head harshly in Loki's direction, glaring as he watched him continue probing your body. Loki still being cheeky, spun you around to face him, deliberately giving Huggin an excellent view of your flawless backside.

Loki held your chin and pulled your lips to his, kissing you passionately while his other hand trailed to your ass. He gave you a firm squeeze that was both seductive and painful, and you let out a squeaky, satisfied squeal.

You found pleasure in his teasing actions, and you felt a rush at being the ultimate prize in his game—you wondered who would win and claim you first.

Heavy lust was in the air and you could feel it, and while Loki continued to kiss you while seemingly ignoring Huggin, the room sounded with a flutter of wings. Huggin had took off once more, yet, without needing to break the kiss, Loki whisked you away using magic again.

After he had successfully outwitted Huggin yet again, Loki chuckled against your lips. He swung his gaze across the room and caught a glimpse of Huggin, who was now out of breath and panting.

As Huggin gazed at you, the overwhelming sexual tension he was feeling was plain to see. And as his need for you intensified, so did the throbbing in his cock.

You suddenly felt sorry for Huggin, his inability to control his lust for you made him less capable, and an easier target for Loki.

Huggin charged forward once more, but this time you locked Loki in place using your own magic, giving Huggin a fighting chance. You released your hold just as Huggin reached your proximity allowing Loki just enough time to whirl you away.

As soon as you were far enough away from Huggin's grasp, Loki looked at you with an arched brow and gave you a questioning look. "My naughty kitten, going against your King I see."

"Never against, my love; only merely challenging you," you grin with a childlike sense of innocence. In response, he laughed and moved his lips to yours before declaring, "Then I'll enjoy winning the challenge, darling."

As more minutes ticked by, the room whirred with magic and feathers, and both men grew weary of the back-and-forth game of cat and mouse. You were impressed by their endurance, especially since you were starting to tyre from the constant motion yourself.

No matter how much you tried to counter Loki's quick movements in defence of Huggin, the two of them were evenly matched and now your tolerance level was reached, you wriggled free of Loki's hold and strode over to the pillar.

Both men stared at you in bewilderment as you shackled each of your wrists, at which point your arms were raised to an elevated position above your head.

You give them a stern look and declare, "The first to reach me....gets me" before adding, "but, no magic, and no super bird speed—only the natural speed of your legs determines who wins, agreed?"

The two competitors staked out opposite corners of the room, each with lustful gazes directed at the winning prize—you. They honour one another with a gentleman's nod and wait for your mark to take the next step.

You give the command, "On my count of three, one—two—three!"

The two sprinted forward in a frenzy, the scene becoming increasingly chaotic and for the sake of determining a clear victor, you stared fixedly, never taking your gaze away.

"I won, she's mine!" Proclaimed Huggin, his hand planted firmly on your breast.

"Look again" Loki said, "I too have my hand on her body"

The sight of Loki's hand on your other breast left Huggin uncertain about who had won. They turned to you in hopes you would know.

"I believe it's a draw" you curtly reply, "I guess you'll both have to have me" the corner of your lips turn up into a smile.

Huggin looked on bewildered but Loki knew exactly what you were implying and smirked before questioning you with scepticism, "Are you absolutely certain that you're up for that, darling?"

"I'm entirely sure" you confidently reply.

"I don't understand flower?" Huggin frowned.

You smiled at his innocence and leaned in, whispering a reply directly in his ear. Loki saw Huggin's eyes grow wide with understanding before resuming a lustful grin.

"What are we waiting for?" Huggin chirped, showing his eagerness to get started.

"Darling, perhaps a bed would be appropriate for this performance?" Loki flashed you a wink, knowing you have a deep appreciation for regal beds.

The joyous twinkle in your eye was undeniable after hearing his words, and you quickly replied, "a bed would be most pleasing my King"

Loki whirled around and used his magic to conjure up an elaborate four-poster bed. You marvelled at it, and now you were starting to feel the sweat of impending sin as you imagined the immorality that lay ahead.

Loki and Huggin approached you while you were still restrained in chains and hovered close to you in an insatiable display of sexual desire. You shifted slightly uneasily against your chains and started having second thoughts about what you had suggested should take place.

"Tsk-tsk-tsk darling, no going back on your word now. We both get you—at the same time" Loki beamed, a smirk of seductiveness on his face.

Huggin and Loki's hands travelled the length of your body before they reached the shackles around your wrists, at which point they slid the clasps open and let your hands fall. They surrounded you, and as a result, you were now trapped in the middle of two very aroused men.

Their hands and their mouths moved in tandem, exploring every inch of your body. There was no way out of the tight space between them—you were stuck—unable to move as they groaned in pleasure at handling you so forcefully. All the while you were enjoying every painful moment as their fingers dug in and their teeth grazed harshly against your skin.

The strong feelings were overwhelming, and your entire body shook with the intensity of the sensations they triggered. You could feel the joy radiating from them, it was contagious and it only made you want more.

They guided you over to the bed and as you came to the edge Loki hoisted you up and threw you down. You landed with a bounce in the middle of the luxurious mattress, and stared up at the lustful eyes that peered down at you, suddenly feeling a wave of anticipation wash over you as their gazes lingered on your body.

"So Huggin, which part of her do you want?" Loki asked crawling over to the side of you and spreading your thighs wide, "her glorious pussy...."

Huggin's eyes widened with deep desire upon seeing your legs spread, his mouth drooling at the sight of your intimate area on full display.

"Or.." Loki continued, abruptly rolling you over onto your belly, "the pleasure of her tight ass" he pried apart your cheeks and delicately trailed his finger down your crack, stopping to circle around your puckered hole. Your body shudders at the unexpected sensation, yet, you still release a small pleasurable moan.

You turned around and leaned up on your elbows while Huggin anxiously shuffled on the spot, seemingly trying to decide which hole he wants to claim for himself. He agonised over it, unable to make up his mind, but the moment he saw you separate your legs again, the decision was made for him.

"I want—" he took a deep breath, "I want the pleasures that lay between your legs, flower"

"It's agreed then!" Loki exclaimed with a surge of energy, "It's been a while since I've had your pretty ass, my queen." he grins.

Huggin with eager excitement immediately began climbing up the bed, taking position by your side. His hand immediately reached lower down on your body and using his fingers he teased the length of your slit before parting your folds.

He abruptly inserted two inside you, eager to know if you were wet and ready for him. However you were caught off guard by his intrusive fingers and reacted by arching your back in surprise.

He gazed at you, enthralled by your body writhing from his touch, and captivated by the animated faces you make as his finger swirls around inside you.

He listens carefully to the little whimpers that escape you, making his cock rock hard, and you begin swaying your hips gently over his finger, now enjoying the feeling of his long digit fingering you.

"Are you ready to be throughly fucked darling?" Loki asked, seeing your neediness grow.

"Yes" you pant, bucking your hips more wildly.

Loki chuckled but Huggin leaned in and nibbled on your neck, whispering sweet words in your ear until he said something that was unexpected, "This opportunity will never befall me again, I want to remember the time I made love to you flower, not simply fucked you." he stared lovingly into your eyes, and you returned an equally warm gaze, but now a shy smile.

Knowing that the Huggin you've come to know is a gentle soul who would rather make love to you for the first time than roughly fuck you, filled your heart with joy. It wasn't just about your body, or sex, he wanted to experience the love that comes with making love.

You pouted feeling the sudden loss of Huggins fingers inside you. He removed his fingers and sucked them clean, relishing the taste of your natural nectar on his tongue.

"On all fours Kitten" Loki commanded, the power of his voice reverberated through your body and the response was prompt from your end.

You quickly positioned yourself on all fours and while Huggin laid flat on his back, you slowly brought your legs over the side of his waist and straddled him, your hair falling loose while you leaned down.

Warmth radiated from Huggin's eyes as he beamed a smile your way. He gently brushed your hair behind your ear, and you grinned, feeling the care and compassion he emanated.

Loki's familiar presence crept up behind you as he moved closer, and you could feel his cock already prodding against your ass.

You move your hand between your legs and grip hold of Huggin's cock, his already elevated arousal made him more sensitive than usual, and he moaned at your touch.

"Careful darling, a firm enough grasp and he's going to explode" Loki said amused, "It would be a crying shame to finish before we even start Huggin"

You giggle, making sure to lighten your grip as you position Huggin's erection at your entrance. Yet feeling the heat from between your legs instantly made him twitch, you felt him throb in your hand and looking to his face you saw the obvious strain, revealing he was trying hard not to cum. You give him a pleasant expression, but his cheeks were clearly red with the embarrassment of his lack of self-control.

"Are you ready for me?" you ask softly.

"Always" Huggin simply replied.

With a deep breath and only slight nerves, you began to slowly lower yourself onto Huggin, as Loki pushed his way inside your ass. You whimper softly as you go even lower, feeling yourself stretching to accommodate the girth of two large cocks.

Suddenly overcome by the overwhelming ecstasy of being buried deep inside your pussy, Huggin strongly grabbed your hips and pressed his head against the bed. As Huggin revelled in his bliss, Loki, with a small thrust plunged the rest of himself in, a groan escaping his lips at the sensation of being sucked in by your tight ass.

You were filled with a strange combination of pleasure and discomfort, but you were determined to enjoy the experience.

Together, they started to move; at first, their rhythms weren't in sync, but as soon as they learned the speed and intensity in which the other was moving, the interaction flowed naturally.

As soon as their arousal levels reached a peak, their movements picked up pace, each one of them hitting your desired spots making the entire experience unbelievably pleasurable for you.

Huggin's low, pleased whines were soon drowned out by Loki's grunts as he ramped up his strength and started ramming his enormous bulk into your behind.

Your whimpers became more intensified as Loki ran his hands up the spine of your back, before his fingers threaded through your hair. He curled his fists around a handful of your locks and pulled firmly, using it as reigns to direct your body upwards.

Now gracing Huggin with a clear view of your bouncing breasts, Loki encircled your waist with his arms and continued a more softer ass fucking.

Huggin's intense gaze locked in on your alluring body, alternating between watching Loki play with your nipples and his own cock disappearing inside you as he thrusted upwards.

Your loud cries of bliss forced Huggin to clench his jaw shut, exerting a great deal of willpower to keep from expelling prematurely. But even over the sounds of Loki slapping against your ass, you heard Huggin's intense, yet muffled mewls escape his pursed lips.

The mingling sounds of both men and the sinful noises your connected bodies made were truly delicious and highly erotic, almost sending you over the edge into rapture. But you hold off your orgasm, unwilling to let this immoral act end, for the feelings it evoked in you were unlike any other. You intended to draw it out for as long as possible.

But Loki moved his hand to your swollen bud and began firmly sweeping his fingers against it, causing you to release a high pitch squeal. You felt the familiar feeling of rapture on the horizon and you begged Loki to stop.

"Loki, stop!.. I don't want this to end!" you shriek.

Loki chuckled gruffly against your ear, ignoring your pleas, and now teasingly intensified his touch on your sensitive clit.

"The night is still young my queen, many more orgasms are yet to be had" he assured with a promise.

His breathy grunts in your ear titillated your desire and within only a brief moment of stroking between your legs, coupled with being filled with two cocks, you unexpectedly reached your peak arousal, experiencing the most intense orgasm of your life.

It was clear from the force of your scream that you were experiencing extraordinary sensations. It made both men stop their thrusts and listen, each captivated by your powerful shrill.

Loki released hold of your body and you flopped down in an exhausted state.

"Wow Kitten, that was some mighty release" he chuckled, impressed with your sound and so very aroused by it, "I shall aspire to make you scream like that each time I make love to you" he declares, before continuing his pushes into your ass.

Loki's thrusts gradually gain momentum, causing your breasts to brush against Huggin's chest with each jolt into you. Loki groans, feeling the beginnings of his intense orgasm fast approaching, the sultry sound you made still echoing in his head. And with another moan, followed by a sudden burst of voice, he exclaimed, "let's fill her together Huggin!"

Huggin, now plunging into you at a rapid pace, knew he was going to cum at any moment. He quickly took hold of your face, pulled your lips to his and began passionately kissing you.

His triumphant roars vibrated into your mouth as he achieved his tremendous bliss, keeping his cock buried deep inside you as he filled you completely. And with one more sharp jerk of his hips, Loki gained his own incredible release.

Totally spent, you pull away from Huggin's lips and rest your head on his chest, just as Loki flops down on top of you. All three of you were drenched in sweat, and gasping for air in a state of exhaustion.

As everyone in the room slowly came down from their euphoria, the atmosphere fell silent as they concentrated on slowing their heart rates while taking in the lingering scent of sex.

During the quiet stillness, Huggin reflected, taking in everything that had just transpired. He exhaled deeply, a sense of awe and contentment in his voice as he declares, "That was amazing!"

You giggled softly against his chest upon hearing his enthusiasm while Loki gently kissed the nape of your neck.

"I hope you enjoyed your gift Kitten" Loki asked.

"Very much so" you smile, "It really was a beautiful moment together. One that I'm sure to cherish, always" you say sincerely.

"Perhaps," Huggin suddenly chimed in, "perhaps, this can happen again soon?" he queried, with slight hesitation.

"Don't push your luck Huggin" Loki curtly replied.

Huggin nervously nodded, feeling foolish for suggesting it. He knew and agreed to Loki's terms before participating, and was just grateful he was allowed to experience one moment.

The three of you released an audible sigh in unison, the sound echoing through the room. This caused Loki to speak up, his voice cutting through the silence.

"Maybe not soon Huggin, but there is a possibility of more gifts, on birthdays—"

"—And anniversaries" you quickly interject with a smile.

Huggin's heart lit up at the prospect of another experience like this, and a grin quickly spread across his face. He leaned forward and kissed your head, then sighed happily. But as his mind swam in a cloud of bliss, his eyes finally caught glimpse of what type of room he was in.

He arched a brow and stared up at Loki, curiously asking, "Why is there a torture room hidden in a place of worship?"

Both you and Loki chuckled at his baffled expression before Loki abruptly spoke up, "What do you say Kitten, shall we show Huggin how we use this room?" he smirked, suggestively.

"Are you ready for round two my king? I've been eyeing the flogging whip" you grin enticingly.

Loki teased, "Round two, round three, round four—"

But he was cut off abruptly when Huggin suddenly interjected with, "—Round five!" and a playful grin spread across his face as he showed his eager excitement for the evening's continuation.

This end is only the beginning of their beautiful life

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