It took only a second for Loki to gather his thoughts back together and then he was holding Hermione's waist tightly as she rode him to oblivion. This... This was much better than before, for now, he could see her passion reflected in those beautiful brown eyes of hers. The beads of sweat rolling down between the curves of her breasts... The taut muscles of her stomach which was marred by the delicate stretch marks from when she carried their child within. She was breathtaking, and Loki knew that he would never again leave her side even if she begged him to.