An illusion

You notice how frail her telepathic barriers are. It is so easy to slip inside, and change her perceptions.

"Loki?" She asks, when her eyes again sit on you. There is hope in her voice.

"There is something that I should have told you before." You speak with gravety, you dont care if you cant emulate his voice. You just make her accept you are him.

"Yes?" fear. The Goddess of Fidelity had a blend of both.

"I always loved you. Thank you for standing by me for all these years" she throws herself in your arms, and you hold her. You feel like a pig as your hand begins to slide down, but the blonde Goddess break your hug, and tells you. "Thank you, Lucius of Midgard. For letting me hear the words I never did. Thank you"

You let the illusion drop, knowing it didnt lead anywhere. Except it did. She isnt angry at you. She takes your hand, and leads you behind one of the buildings.

She press you against the wall, and her lush perfume fills your nose as she kiss you hard. You are surprised by her vigor, and how much weight she can press down your chest, but your own lust burns hot. She begins to tear down your clothes, as you try to hike up her dress. She is gorgeous.

You grab and mauls her breasts as you feel her leg caress your tights. You two barely speak, and when you do it hardly form words more than "Odin, I need this" or "My God, you are so hot".

She aims your cock at her pussy when you see her. Loki. She is holding a spear, and the hate you see in her eyes leaves you no doubt she is about to trespass the two of you. The danger only enhances the thrill when you feel the folds of Sigyn's pussy wrapping around your cock. She moans deliciously, and you stare down the God of Mischief, ready to stop him if he does dare to attack. And like a good cuckold, she keeps staring at you as her wife fucks you right in front of her eyes.

Your attention returns to Sigyn, her breasts, her lovely shoulders, and her pent up lust. She fucked you hard. You press on her shoulders and neck, feeling the tension, and soothing how it will be alright. Her pussy feels marvelous, so fucking wet, and so fucking tight. If you let her, she will drill you dry in moments.

You focused inwardly. The bulb of your cock never leave her. You lift her body, and taking her from the ground, and she wraps her legs around you. It is still the rocking motion of her hips that pulls you in and out, but feeling her weight somehow helps you control your own lust. She moans delightfully, and orgasm around your cock.

You flip her around, and continue to fuck her, smoothly, as she recovers her senses. The drowsiness of a good fuck is replaced with another, and she returns in full throtle. She has no need to beg you, she is far, far too busy deliciously enjoying how you are filling her. You finally explode inside of her, filling her womb with your seed.

You let her sink to the ground, panting from all the exertion. "My love..." she says "Loki".

The gorgeous brunette walks past you, to kneel besides the fucked goddess. "Why? Why have you betrayed me thus? Dare thee deny all the love I nourish in mine and thine hearts" Loki says, her honeyed tongue now just bitter with the betrayal. But Sigyn kiss the other woman's lips, and says. "I am ready, my love." she kiss her again "Come, delay no longer." Lowering the trickster goddess to her waiting breasts.