About to give a little push, Loki pov

Looking into those dark eyes and that grin that looked as devious as my own, as described by Thor or Odin when I plan. It was hard to think, really, feeling the burning heat that was the most massive dick I'd ever seen pressed against my crotch. My panting was heavy and I could hear how eager, yet **** I sounded.

Svadilfari repositioned his hands and his grin grew wider. "I'm going to ruin you..."

Pain lanced through my body like a lightning storm summoned by Thor himself to strike the enemy of the gods; at the same time, the pleasure I felt was an inferno as hot as Muspell itself. My lungs screamed for air as I gaped, yet all that came out was a long, drawn-out moan, feeling saliva dribbling down my cheek and my neck. Numbness had spread through the entirety of my lower body, almost paralyzed, unable to even move a single toe. Tears fall down my cheeks as I move my gaze to the man fucking me, an almost sadistic, yet playful, smile.

"Are you enjoying the head of me inside?"

I gulp, glancing down I feel a cold shiver run through my body as I see that Svadilfari's monstrous length was mostly still outside my body.

"Does it feel good?" he asks me, sighing with delight, a tightness of anticipation in his voice. "I feel great..."

I can't say anything, all my concentration focused on trying not to go crazy with the sensation of the brute inside me. Pleasure and pain threaten to overturn what control I have left of myself, already I let the brute take too much control of the situation and there was no way I could let him have more.

"Now to push a little more..."