She wasn't a virgin, but it had been a long time. Living out of what was, at least on the surface, a rural bed and breakfast with four other adults had never made it easy, and the amount of deception involved in meeting anyone. There had been a fling with the lead guitarist of Dead Rent, but since that short and ill-fated relationship with Todd, nothing had really gone well. Claudia wanted something that didn't always involve lying and making excuses for odd hours and even odder travel plans.

Loki wasn't that, but he did want her, maybe even needed her for something, although she still didn't know what. The collar he'd placed on her meant that even when she tilted her head to give him better access as he nipped her skin, there were some sensitive spots he couldn't reach. The thought of him marking her, something to remind her of this ran goosebumps along her skin.

It almost distractracted her from the count, but when he drove into her, she couldn't help a wordless scream, arching as he filled her more completely than anyone before. Her nails bit deep into the skin of his shoulders, needing to hold on, to be held as each deep, shuddering breath trembled through her, around him.