He thought her a liar when she had not done so at all yetâ€¦unless he somehow knew it was her that had talked to him by the lake but how? She had made sure not to show herself until she had reached the tree line on the other side of the lake out of his view. She had been so sure that the darkness caused by the millions of shifting dark green leaves along with the dark of the nearly moonless night would shield her from seeking eyes. She had been so sure but now she was trapped by the very man whose soul she had tried to take not two nights before.<br/><br/>Her strength seemed to have been taken from her and earlier when he had told her to give him an answer she had been unable to deny him for too long. Looking up she was able to see a shiny silver band around her wrist and the more she studied it the more she realized it was enchanted. Adam would not be able to see the cold black tendrils that wormed themselves around her wrist; twisting and caressing her soft skin like some kind of sentient being. The markings that were engraved into the band looked old; older then even her and to Rota that was saying something. So far the only effects it seemed to have been to weaken her and cause her to obey a verbal command from Adam. She could not believe that she had just shown him mercy not too long ago and now he was forcing himself on her.<br/><br/>Heart pounding in her chest and palms sweating from mild fear, Rota did not know what to do. He had anticipated her kick to his groin and so she had been punished by him moving her legs farther apart. She felt so utterly exposed in this position with his legs between her own. The rough bark of the large tree behind her dug into the soft skin at her back, irritating her almost as much as Adamâ€™s actions. There was nowhere for her to go with him pinning her like he had and the show of strength on his part did not go unnoticed of her. Ever since the night she had been enraged by that other woman touching him and had rashly â€˜punishedâ€™ him; she had thought of him. It seemed like so .long ago even though it was only the night or so ago. She could still taste the saltiness of the thick substance that had come from his penis when he had cum for her. She also could not forget the feel of his surprisingly soft lips against her own that seemed to make her body light up light a living flame. She shook her head lightly as she tried to concentrate on what was happening now. On the fact that his warm calloused hands were roaming freely over her body and making her feel strange again.<br/><br/>Again she felt his lips against her neck but as soon as she felt his lips part she tensed knowing what he was going to do. A small pained sound escaped her as it seemed that he had bitten her harder than last time. This one would be a dark purple bruise for sure by the end of the night. Then he pulled her upwards by her arms and slightly straining the cord of muscles in his arm that she knew laid under his clothing. She had on instinct wrapped her legs around his waist to take the her weight off of her wrists that he still held causing her back to bow and her chest to be puffed out slightly. In doing so she her robes had bunched around her waist leaving her bottom half bare but still out of his sight, "I don't care if you are  a Valkyrie, even if I invoke the wrath of Odin." The man must have been completely out of his mind to say such a thing. Already a bolt of lightning shot through the air along with the sound of thunder. There were no clouds in the black abyss of this nights sky and it had not come from Oden. No, it had come from her and what his words and actions were invoking.<br/><br/>This new position was a very vulnerable and erotic one for her. Every slight movement now caused her sensitive flesh at the apex of her legs to rub against the rough fabric of his pants and since she wore no undergarment the only thing that separated them was his pants. The sensation that the slight rubbing caused, the nearly unbearable friction, was starting to become something that she wanted and even craved more of, but she refused to allow herself to move anymore then she had to. She knew she was getting wet once more; her love juices were wetting the rough fabric of his pants and making it easier for her to rub against the hard bulge that was pulsing and straining to be free of the constricting material.<br/><br/>Eyes on Adam once more she had stiffened at the sound of a blade sliding from its sheath and backed away slightly when said blade was held against her throat. The blade shined from a shaft of weak moonlight that slipped past the many leaves of the trees in the silent forest. It was cold against her skin causing goose bumps to appear as she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, â€˜So his torment will be to make me bleed slowlyâ€¦â€™ She thought in irritation since she was immortal so he could slash and hack at her all he wanted and she would still not die, â€œDo not move Rota.â€ The cold blade slid down the soft line of her neck and over her collarbone sending chills throughout her body. She could not understand how he could still elicit so much heat in her when he may be planning to cut her. At the sound of ripping fabric Rota unwittingly gasped in surprise as her eyes opened and she looked down at her ruined clothing. He had used the small blade to slice right through the two layers of her clothing and her bra. Her breasts were right in front of him for him to look at once more with no boundaries as before. Her pearl pink nipples budded into tight little peaks as the cool night air caressed her hot naked flesh.<br/><br/>A shuddery breath escaped her as she watched his face take on a look of pure rapture. Just the site of her bare chest in front of him seemed to encourage him further as his free hand moved down to caress her breast. His hands were large and so very warm and the slight roughness to them from years of handling a weapon caused an added friction that she liked greatly. Her breasts were large enough to fill his hands and for now he seemed to greatly enjoy doing what he pleased with him. No longer could she hold back as she began to pant softly and light uncontrollable moans escaped her pink lips. Her hips moved on their own accord, rubbing his hard shaft against her core. A light flush came to her cheeks and spread down her neck and to her breasts and her skin itself began to glow a little brighter as her control on her glamour snapped. She shined in all her immortal glory, in both her skin and blond hair, even as the lightning seemed to flash more often in her aroused state.<br/><br/>Even over the pleasure she was feeling she was aware of his every movement and as soon as he moved his head she had looked at him. He stared at her with grey eyes, like the scarf she had worn moments ago but had slipped to the ground. In them she could see heat and lust for her but also a look as though he could see into her very soul, "I don't believe that you just take what you want...because I will take everything I want from you." It took a second for her passion fogged brain to register the meaning of his words but when she did she tried to pull away from him once more as fear consumed her, â€œNo! Let me go dammit!â€ Once more lightning flashed from her fear even though her body protested and wanted as much of him as she could take. She wanted to know what pleasure wasâ€¦ no, she wanted him to show her what it was and that was a problem, â€œI can sleep with no man Adam! I cannot! Taking a daughter of Oden is forbidden and you may be cursed!â€ She tried anything she could to deter him from his plans.<br/><br/>She knew he lusted for her and he had come so close last time to taking her but her strength given to her by Freya had saved her. Now that strength was taken away and she no longer had the unbending strength to free herself from his grasp. She also knew from the beginning that he had been energy with her about something and even if the anger was rightly placed she could not lose her immortality. She did not want to be locked out of Valhalla, never to see Freya, Odin, or her sisters again. Most of all she did not want to lose her immortality, age, and die as a mortal. Death could now be something she would fear until time or blade put her down and the maggots feasted on her rotting flesh. These thoughts and realizations were like an ice bath to her and her earlier flush of passion was fading, â€œPlease let me go.â€ She whispered with her head bowed forward and her long blonde tresses hiding her eyes. Struggling was useless and she knew that so her body laid still, even sagged, against the tree behind her. Emotions ran rampant inside of her causing the lighting to lash out but never touch the Earth as her heart pounded so savagely that she feared it would come out of her chest, â€œPleaseâ€¦â€ She whispered and even a note of begging was gritted out of her teeth from her fear.<br/><br/>She looked at him finally with pleading blue eyes, â€œPlease Adam, you do not understand what you will take from me if you do this.â€