Savita Is Old

Octavia is pacing round the room while Xerxes leaned on the wall, they were discussing the matter of the demon wolves and what Sativa had said about Arcadia.

"I think we would just kill Mace, he is causing too much trouble for my daughter." His suggestion makes her freeze to give him a hard look,

"Did you not hear me when I said that the sage said that Mace is her Mate??" She goes off on him but Xerxes rolls his eyes,

"Sativa is old, she can always make a mistake and not even know it." He counters and this makes Octavia groan loudly,

"I've known Sativa since I was born, she gave me my name as she was an elder, she is blessed by the goddess, she can't make a mistake and travel a great distance to spill nonsense Xerxes!!" She took is personal and this irked him,

"I want the best for Arcadia and Mace is not the best!!" He fires back and things went down south, she rubs her temples in frustration,

"Are you saying she is lying?" She asks caustically but he does not answer her, "Xerxes answer me." He still says nothing, he was looking out of the window and ignoring her gaze, "darling..." She knew she struck a nerve there but before she could touch him he was already out of the door.

She kicks the chair in frustration, she hated it when he was angry with her, she needed to apologise but he would give her a hard time. She better start doing that now. She jogs out of the room to find her husband.

"Please scrub there a bit more." She commands him and he directs his hands to her collarbone, she moans lightly at his touch, rubbing her with soap and using a cloth to clean her skin, "you're such a good servant Loki." She commends him and this makes him grin,

"I can be anything for you!! A servant, a jester, a soldier," his tone makes her laugh, "a good lover...." He whispers the last part and she pushes his head away,

"You're very perverted you know?" She laughs a little before pulling his hands to her heart, "I will talk to the Queen, I don't like your position in the palace."

"Sheila don't place your house in the sky, I'm a prize for winning a war, she won't raise me if you beg. And even if she does consider you I wouldn't want it unless my comrades all get the same thing." He moves to her wet hair and pours a little soap on it, he goes to her skull, massaging it gently.

She hisses in pleasure as a tingly sensation rippled throughout her body, she got the best package ever. She was glad she didn't get stuck with Czar, from the way Octavia shouts at him he must be pretty good at doing nothing.

"She is my sister, she would consider me but I do understand you. Isn't there a way to talk to Mace to drop this animosity? I can speak to Arcadia but the only reason we are in this situation is because they abhor each other." Her eyes sink in deep emotions.

"You're not wrong, but until they learn to bury the hatchet then we would always be this way. I don't mind it though." He smirks through his teeth, "I only fear for Mace.......I haven't seen him for hours and I know Arcadia has done something to him."

She jerks out of the water, "what?" His eyes couldn't meet hers,

"They took him out of the blue, to prison, and she came out with his blood smeared over her." He was trying not to cry, "I would prefer to die but I cannot lose him." He sniffs,

"Calm down Loki, nothing would happen to him. Arcadia gave the queen her word, and she is not so heartless and weak to kill a defenseless man." Her prayer was that her sister had not committed a crime.

He nods and goes back to Washing her, but his heart and mind is far away from her. She senses it and turns to him, her body still submerged in the large bath tub that was filled with roses and all sorts of oils,

"Did you bring that other towel?" He nods at her question as he moved wet strands of her hair away from her face, "take off your clothes." His brows cock,

"Sheila we would—"

"It's an order." She finalized and he rises to his feet to do her bidding, tossing his clothes aside and entering the bath tub with her, she hitches to him the moment he is submersible in the water, "we never spend quality time with each other." She starts and grabs the cloth, washing his body and touching him in sensual places.

"You're just saying that to favor yourself." He pulls her closer for a kiss, "I can't resist you," his lips crash on hers and he pulls back, "is this place private?"

"Very private." she moans her response and he got to work, kissing and biting her lips before slowing down to place kisses on her neck. He grips her mounds firmly as he went back to her tongue to play with it, she strokes him quickly so he would get hard and pump his erection into her.

She had been feeling needier than the previous days, it must be because of the coming of the full moon, it always had that effect on them.

"Loki," she moans our his name ever so sweetly as he reached down to the pleasure organ between her legs, rubbing it gently, "mhhmmm." She slowly moves on top of him to a more comfortable access to his lips, her hands trace down his chest, admiring his physique while her small mouth fought with his.

He kept fondling her and she moaned in his mouth anytime he pinched her pleasure knob, her fingers run in his hair before she yanked his head back,

"I call the shots here." She mandates and he raised his hand in the air, she grins devilishly and begins to grind on his crotch, he groans lowly as the heat between her legs woke him up the more. And soon he was erect and ready for action.

She holds his rod and guides it into her body, a loud moan escaping her lips as he stretched her, it felt like he got bigger everytime they made love. She stares into his eyes lovingly and bounces on him, her actions make him groan recklessly, she was tighter this time around.

"Should I go faster?" She spoke softly into his ears and he answers with a low groan, she increases her speed and her body grows hotter at their love making, "ahhh," he takes her lips to quiet her moans that we're beginning to grow louder, his hands travel down to her bottom without her permission and he kneads slowly, "I didn't tell you to touch me." The words were hushed.

"Please mistress," he responds in the same volume and it edged her too far to the wall, she loved it when he called her that. It made her feel powerful. She lets him keep his hands there and his finger slides into her asshole, "can I?" A dirty smile on his face while she burned with heat,

"I've never seen such a disgusting man....." But he still put his finger in it anyway, stretching the hole gently, making her lose it from the pleasure, she loved it in there, "take over." She gives him permission and his hips begin to work, a bit too hard if you ask her.

She moans loudly at the force at which he began to pummel her, the thrusts make breasts jiggle violently, she holds on top his head as he went rough on her, "should I slow down?" He moans in her ears,

"Noo, keep ahhhh!!" Her feminity clenched on him like it needed it survive, they both hiss at the pleasure, it was involuntarily but it was a sign for him to go faster as she was getting closer to orgasm.

If anyone walked past the bathroom they would be greeted with moans and the splashing sounds of water, and it would get them more than curious to know what was going on there.

He groans into her neck as he felt himself moving closer to his limit, Sheila's eyes had twisted with pleasure, her core was dripping and coating him generously, it allowed him to slide in faster and come out to go back in with a power hit.

He moved her hair away from her face to admire her expression, which was twisted in pleasure, begging him to stop but he only went faster, as fast as he could go. She starts screaming his name but he silences her with a kiss, rubbing her back and caressing her bum,

"Loki please!! Oh my ahhh!!!" She clenched into him again, tighter than before and he growls in retaliation, hitting her harder for causing him so much pleasure, "let's finish in the bedroom, it's getting too intense." She gives the silliest excuse but doesn't pay any attention to her, "Loki!!" Her legs were shaking violently,

"Sheila...." He groans in her ears, "I would do this over and over again..... Mine...." And one last thrust, he was done, spraying hot semen into her. The warmth sends a ripple down her spine, a loud and long moan escapes her lips as her body tingled in pleasure. She collapses on his body, breathing heavily and holding him even tighter.

He plays with the birthmark that was at the middle of her back, remembering her story, he kisses her lovingly and pulls them both out of the bath tub,

"Loki...." she felt sleepy after the workout,

"Don't fall asleep, I don't mind another round." He grins and her eyes widen in fear,

"I don't have the energy to tolerate you, let me sleep." She begs him but he only smiles,

"You'll sleep after I'm done with you Mistress."