Chapter Twenty-Four Mist

N ight fell quickly in Asgard. We had just enough time to collect more food and rinse the grime away in the river before the sun hit the horizon. Our clothes were hung out on low branches to dry, although I knew they’d still be wet come morning. The only blanket we had was wet too, so a nest of dry leaves, soft pine boughs, dry grass had to do for a bed. Thanks to Baldr’s magic, we were able to get a fire going and stay warm. But that didn’t stop us from huddling together for warmth.

With our naked bodies pressed together, it was hard to think about much else than his flesh pressed to him. Even as we scarfed sweet potatoes and berries, I still couldn’t ignore the way his muscles flexed against my back, the way his chest rose and fell with each breath, or the fact that both of us had been rock hard since our clothes came off. And once we were full from a good meal and settled in, thinking about anything other than Baldr’s dick was proving to be impossible. Thanks to the bond, I could tell he was having a similar problem.

As if reading my thoughts, Baldr's hand began to trace lazy circles on my hip. His touch sent shivers through my body, igniting a fire that had nothing to do with the flames crackling before us. I turned to face him, our eyes meeting in the flickering firelight. A heartbeat passed. Then two. Without a word, our lips crashed together, hungry and desperate for what we’d been resisting since the sun went down.

Our hands roamed each other's bodies, exploring every curve and silky plane. The cool night air contrasted sharply with the heat of our skin as we flushed with desire. Baldr's fingers tangled in my hair and he deepened the kiss, his tongue dancing with mine. I could feel his lust through our bond, mirroring my own overwhelming need. A small part of me told me to slow down, but it was overruled by the rest of me. I couldn’t deny that I wanted him desperately. Our first night together was too wonderful to stop myself from pursuing it again. I needed him like I needed air.

Breaking the kiss, Baldr trailed his lips down my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. I gasped, arching into him as pleasure coursed through me. His hand slid lower, teasing and caressing my nipples. I let out a shallow gasp, surprised that they could be so sensitive.

“Mist,” he whispered, his voice husky. “We shouldn't...”

But even as he said it, his hand began to wander, tracing the trail of hair leading down to my groin. The bond between us thrummed with desire, amplifying every sensation. I pressed my forehead to his, holding either side of his face.

“Why not?” I asked, my own voice barely audible over the crackling fire. “We're alone, we're safe for the moment. And I want you. I know you want me too.”

Baldr's eyes, usually so bright and full of life, were dark with need. He swallowed hard, his resolve visibly crumbling. “I know but…”

“But what?”

He froze for a moment, his jaw working as if he was trying to figure out what to say.

“We’re already mates,” I said gently. “There’s nothing we could do to make things more intense, could we?”

Baldr shook his head, letting out a long sigh. “I guess not.”

His hesitation worried me for a moment, but as his side of the bond surged and I was too lost in the feelings of pleasure to pursue it.

Baldr’s hand finally dipped lower, brushing against the head of my cock, sending a spark through my entire body. I moaned softly and his lips found mine again, silencing the sound before it could echo into the stillness of the forest. His own breath hitched, and I felt his confidence grow, his touch more deliberate now, drawing out every ounce of tension that had built between us since this journey began.

Our bond pulsed between us like a second heartbeat—stronger than ever, alive with each shared breath and touch. It wasn’t just desire, it was a desperate need for connection. I could feel his thoughts brushing against mine in a way that words never could. His longing for me wasn’t just physical; it was deeper, tangled in a thousand unspoken emotions that he rarely showed on the surface. For all these years he’d been sharing his life with me, but now we were one and the intimacy was so much more than I ever imagined it could be.

As he moved over me, pressing me down onto the bed of leaves and pine boughs, the world beyond our small camp faded into insignificance. The stars above Asgard hung low and watchful, but all I could feel was him—his weight against me, his warmth seeping into my bones, and the way his breath hitched slightly every time we moved, our cocks finding friction against one another. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to drown in the sensation. His lips trailed lower this time, brushing along my abdomen with reverent softness like he was memorizing every inch of me.

“You make it so hard to think,” Baldr said, glancing up at me.

I reached out, grabbing a handful of his hair and pushed him lower. “Then don’t.”

He didn’t need to be told twice as his lips came to rest against the head of my cock. Baldr hesitated only for a fleeting moment, his breath warm against my skin as if savoring the tension between us. Then, with an almost insatiable intensity, he parted his lips and took me into his mouth. The sensation was electric, a surge of pleasure so consuming it left my thoughts scattered like cinders carried on the breeze. My back arched involuntarily, the rough surface of pine needles and leaves beneath me forgotten entirely as his tongue moved with deliberate precision, coaxing sounds from me that I couldn’t suppress.

The bond between us pulsed stronger now, like a living thing intertwined with the rhythm of our bodies. I felt not only my own rising pleasure but his—his satisfaction in eliciting these reactions from me. I felt him shift his tongue, adjusting his movements to drive me to even higher bliss. The constant feedback loop made sure he felt every miniscule tingle he gifted to me. And I could feel his lust growing. With every passing second, he wanted more, and it was taking everything I had to make this moment last, to resist that temptation.

The cool night air was forgotten entirely. All that existed now was him—his touch, his warmth, the rhythm of his movements that matched the pounding of my own heartbeat. Each brush of his tongue unraveled me further, each gentle suck drew me closer to some edge I couldn’t yet see but desperately wanted to leap over. The way he reached down and cupped my balls in his hand while gently running a forefinger over my hole made me want to cum right then and there. I even heard him moan and felt the taste against his tongue as pre-cum surged into his mouth. He was driving me fucking crazy.

“Baldr…” I managed to gasp out his name, the word a plea on my lips. He glanced up at me through half-lidded eyes, the firelight dancing across his glowing golden ones. “Please…” I uttered. “I want you to fuck me. I… I need it.”

He stared at me, my cock still held firmly in his hand. “This time,” he said, his voice low and gravelly. “I’m staying in human form. That’ll make it easier.”

I let out a low whine, knowing I was hungry for every blissful stretch he could give me. But he was right. His Alpha form was fun, but extremely intense considering I was barely no longer a virgin. His human form was still well hung, more so than I could’ve anticipated. It would be more than enough for me tonight and I was sure my body would thank me for it tomorrow when we started walking.

“Alright,” I said breathlessly, releasing his hair from my grasp. “But don’t make me wait.”

His eyes glimmered in the firelight. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take good care of you.”

Baldr's words sent a shiver down my spine. He sat up, his erection landing neatly on top of my own and dwarfing it completely. I reached down, taking us both in my hand, the heat of him seeping into my palm. Fuck… it was so incredible to touch him like this, to feel his pleasure through our bond. It only took me a matter of seconds to find all his sweet spots, pre-cum coating us both by the time I was done. And a good thing too because it was the only lubrication we had. Thankfully Baldr produced more than enough for us both.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from his thick shaft, standing at attention, begging for release. The bond thrummed with desire, our arousal feeding off each other in an endless loop as he grabbed the back of my knees and pushed them toward my chest. I felt the cool kiss of night air against my hole, but in only a second or two it was replaced by the throbbing heat of his cockhead.

“I want you so bad,” I breathed, my voice trembling with anticipation.

Baldr's lips curved into a mischievous grin as he milked his cock, smearing his pre-cum over my tight hole. “I can see that,” he purred, leaning his hips forward. “How does that feel?”

I let out a gasp as his cock pressed into me, the head stretching me already as my body desperately attempted to let him in.

“Fuck!” I groaned, throwing my head back against the leaves. “Oh fuck…”

“I’ll take that as a good sign then,” he chuckled.

However, the next moment, all Baldr’s grins and laughs were gone. He pressed harder against me, his expression intense and hungry. I stared up into those golden wolf eyes of his, feeling the predator inside him bearing down on me. The wolf was hungry for me, aching to ravage my body and leave me used and spent on the forest floor. I reached out with my mind, coaxing that side of him forward through our bond.

“Take me,” I muttered, my voice barely audible even in the silence of the Asgardian night. “Use me.”

Baldr's eyes flashed with primal hunger at my words. With a low growl, he surged forward, burying himself inside me in one powerful thrust. I cried out, my body stretching to accommodate his impressive girth. The initial burn of his entrance quickly gave way to waves of pleasure as he began to move, setting a relentless pace. I’d never seen this side of him before, much less felt it through our bond. When I called on the wolf inside him, it answered. And despite him not being in his Alpha form, he was acting more like an animal than ever. But I didn’t care. It felt too good to even think.

Baldr’s hips snapped against mine, driving deep with each thrust. I could feel every inch of him, filling me completely, hitting spots I didn't even know existed. Through our bond, I sensed his raw need, his desire to claim and possess. It only fueled my own lust, making me arch into him, desperate for more. When he’d bred me as an Alpha, I was in control, finding my own sweet spots. But now that he was taking every last bit of me, I found a new and profound sense of delight at becoming his plaything.

“Fuck, Mist,” Baldr groaned, his voice rough with desire. “You feel so fucking good. So tight…”

I couldn't form coherent words, lost in the sensations overwhelming me down to my very core.

My fingers dug into Baldr's shoulders, desperate for something to anchor me as he pounded into me relentlessly. The forest around us faded away, replaced by a haze of pure sensation and bliss. Every thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body, building higher and higher with each passing moment. For a moment I wasn’t sure I would survive the encounter. I thought the pleasure might consume me completely and drive me mad. And I found that I just couldn’t bother to care.

Baldr's lips found mine again, swallowing my moans as he continued his merciless pace. His tongue mimicked the rhythm of his hips, deepening our connection even further. Through our bond, I could feel his mounting pleasure mirroring my own, creating a feedback loop of ecstasy that threatened to consume us both.

“Mine,” Baldr growled against my lips, his voice barely human. “All mine.”

“Yours,” I gasped in response, my body arching to meet his thrusts. “Always yours.”

The possessiveness in his voice awakened something deep inside of me. Spending my life trapped in a dome meant I didn’t have a choice who I belonged to. But now that I was free and with Baldr, I realized I had the choice to turn myself over completely to someone if I wished. And I was more than happy to give myself to Baldr completely. He could have all of me and I’d revel in his possession.

Before I could even bother to reach down and stroke myself, I realized I was heading toward the edge at an alarming speed. And all it took was this man, my mate, and the bond between us to take me there.

“Baldr,” I gasped, my voice breathy and desperate. “I'm close... so close...”

He growled in response, his pace becoming even more frantic. Through our bond, I could feel his own release building, mirroring my own. The feedback loop of sensation was overwhelming, amplifying every touch, every movement.

“Cum for me,” Baldr commanded, his voice rough with desire. “Let go, Mist. I want to feel you...”

His words were all it took to push me over the edge. My back arched off the forest floor as pleasure exploded through my system. Cock throbbing wildly, I came over and over again, coating my belly with my seed as I cried out into the night.

At the same time my body tensed, pushing Baldr over the edge. With a growling moan, he drove himself to the hilt, his cock pushing deeper than I ever thought possible. A searing heat filled my belly as he bred me deep and thoroughly, his balls tight against my ass. In fact, he didn’t bother pulling out after his cock stopped throbbing. Instead he just sank down on top of me, smearing my mess between us and breathing heavily.

“Fuck,” he gasped, his chest heaving. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”

The aftermath of our frenzied passion left us both panting, our bodies intertwined in the dim glow of the firelight. Baldr's weight pressed me into the forest floor, his warmth seeping into my bones. I couldn't remember ever feeling so complete, so utterly content. It was like a dream come true. And one I’d been dreaming about for a very long time.

“That was...” I trailed off, struggling to find the words to do it justice.

Baldr chuckled, planting a soft kiss on my temple. “Yeah,” he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Yeah, it was.”

We lay like that for a while, letting our heartbeats slow and the world around us fade away. His fingers gently stroked my hair, the motion lulling me toward sleep in spite of the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. Just as I drifted off, however, I heard myself whisper into the night, “I love you.”

Baldr swallowed hard, his mind a tangle of emotions that threatened to spill over our bond. I didn’t get a chance to make sense of them before he regained control, and I was too tired and sleepy to think much of it.

“I love you too,” he replied at last, his voice raw with emotion.

With those words ringing in my ears, I smiled, and drifted into a world of lovely dreams that for the first time ever, had the potential to become reality.