Chapter 16
Sigyn
I lie the boys down for a nap and give them kisses before returning to the living room. Loki surprised me with a new home in the paradise we visited on our “first date” where we are alone with an entire island to ourselves so the boys can grow and learn how to control their powers before interacting with humans. It’s so peaceful here. Still I tend to like to check in on the world. I turn on the television and it’s on the news.
“Breaking news. World famous illusionist Iam Lokey was found dead today at his Parisian hotel after his last show wrapped. Sources say he complained of a headache before retiring to his room. Astrid, his assistant had reportedly followed him shortly after. We’ll have more about the details surrounding his death after his autopsy. This just in, although his personal life was a mystery, we have a word from his wife?”
An ice blonde woman with pale eyes, full lips, average boobs, and a thin body, delivers a tear-filled statement about how she’ll honor his wishes to bury him privately, but a public memorial service will be held on his behalf.
“So, you used the goddess version of me to give a statement about honoring the wishes of having a private burial for the non-existent body of the fake version of yourself?”
I ask once he appears next to me on the couch.
“Pft…” He waves me off. “This is child’s play compared to the ways I’ve ended my lives before. I am guilty for a crazy amount of unsolved deaths. When I spent years as the teacup Maltese, my owner took me on a hot air balloon, and I jumped to my death.”
I clamp my hand over my mouth. “You must have traumatized that woman!”
“Nah, I made her very rich when I came back as an FBI agent and arrested her husband for black market trading. It’s amazing what people say in front of animals.”
“Were you trying to do the right thing?” I’m completely drawn to his story.
“No. The asshole kicked me one day and I was being lazy, so I plotted the destruction of his life instead of shifting and fucking him up.”
“And Astrid? Are you really making her go down for your murder?”
“No, I’m scarring her for life. That way she won’t be so thirsty with the next guy.”
I shake my head at his extraness but switches back to the previous subject.
“Why were you a dog in the first place?”
“Bored and lonely,” he responds with a shrug like it’s not a big deal. “It’s the easiest way to get a mortal to worship you.”
I take a good look at my husband, no more weariness, no major plots forming in his head, just us.
“Thank you for coming to me the night your dream upset you,” I tell him.
He looks up with a smile. “Been in my head, have you?”
I grin. “I need to practice being totally intrusive. Who better to learn from than the master?”
“I’ll keep my mind open just for you so our souls can touch.” He licks his lips. “I want to try something.”
Just his tone makes me shiver. “What’s that?”
“I want to make love to you.”
“Oh really? You don’t want to break my pussy or dislocate anything today?”
Loki moans from my suggestion. “Maybe later. Now I want to see what the peaceful, gentle shit is about.”
I’m not surprised when we land in our bed. “Loki. I want you to undress me with your hands.”
He huffs his annoyance. “My way is so much faster.”
I cup his face and pull him closer. My thumbs caress his beard as I kiss him. “I know, but you want slow and gentle, remember?”
Loki’s growl is sexy but feeling him touching me and his nails as skin caressing me as he strips me has me on the edge of orgasm. He cheats when he pulls my pants and underwear down to my knees then makes them disappear.
