Page 31 of Bad Luck, Hard Love
I can’t help but feel a surge of protectiveness as I gaze down at her. How could anyone inflict harm on such a delicate soul? Anger courses through me, fueling my determination to bringjustice to the man who hurt her. I promise myself that I won’t rest until I’ve made him pay for his sins.
They’ll all pay for touching her.
CHARLOTTE
Thor snores behind me,his warm body molded to mine. His hot breath is on the back of my neck, and his heavy arm lays across my midsection.
I lay here, nestled in the cocoon of Thor’s embrace, feeling his warmth seep into my bones. The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest lulls me deeper into a state of contentment.
As I turn my head slightly, I catch a glimpse of his peaceful face. His features are softened in slumber. A smile tugs at the corners of my lips as he mutters my name in his sleep.
I allow my mind to wander, reliving our time together last night. He’s been so gentle with me, caring for me in a way no one else has done before. I woke up smiling. It’s something that has never happened to me before, and it’s all because of him. Thor has given me so much more than orgasms. He’s given me a choice and put me first.
A vibration next to me draws my attention away from him. I find my phone and a glass of water on the bedside table next to me. I reach for it, smiling wider because I know he must have put it there for me after I fell asleep. I click open my phone and see a dozen messages from Minny. The most recent from only a minute ago.
Where are you?
I’m in the hotel.
Where in the hotel?
You didn’t come back last night. I was up all night worrying about you.
I’m with Thor. I’m fine.
Wait. Charlotte Elizabeth Myers. Did you spend the night with Thor?
The dots flash and flash until she responds.
DID YOU SLEEP WITH HIM?
I leave her in suspense for a few minutes as gif after gif rolls in. I pull open my camera app and position my phone just right before I snap a picture and send it to her.
Oh. My. God. Charlie! Tell me everything.
I begin to type out a reply when Thor shifts behind me. His hand on my belly pulls me tighter against him as he nuzzles his face into my neck. I roll to my back and press a kiss against his lips.
“Good morning,” I smile.
“Good morning,” Thor mumbles. He stretches his arms above his head, revealing the sculpted muscles that make my heart race. His eyes shift to my phone as it buzzes and buzzes in my hand.
“Who’s that?” I pull open my messages and show him. “She’s persistent.”
“She is,” I chuckle. “Minny is dying to know every last detail.”
Thor’s laugh is low and wicked, his mouth brushing the shell of my ear. “Is that right?” he murmurs, his voice all sin and heat. “What should we tell her, baby?” His lips trail down my neck, slow and deliberate, each kiss branding me. “Should we mention how I kissed you here…” His teeth scrape gently across my collarbone. “Or here…” Another kiss lands on the slope of my shoulder. “Or how I made you fall apart over and over with nothing but my mouth buried between your thighs?”
His hand slides between my legs, his knuckles grazing my slit through the thin fabric. “You were soaked for me, Charlotte. Dripping. You still are.”
A moan slips from my throat, my hips shifting toward his touch as my fingers bury themselves in his thick hair, tugging just enough to make him groan against my skin.
“I think…” I gasp, breath catching as he nips the sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder.
“Mmm,” he hums darkly. “You thinkin’ about my mouth on you again, baby? About the way I licked every inch of that pretty pussy like I couldn’t breathe without it?”
“Yes.” The word is nothing but a desperate whisper.
Thor growls low in his chest and flips us with fluid ease, his massive body caging mine as he settles between my thighs. His cock, hard and throbbing beneath his boxers, presses against my belly, a silent promise of what’s coming. His touch never falters—slow, intentional, like he’s worshiping me, not just claiming.
