Page 23 of Kiss My Sass

But it wasn’t enough to lap at her. He needed to feel her come. So Thor fucked her with his tongue, using his nose to grind against her clit. Naughty girl that she was, Nica arched and tried to move against him, but he held her down with one hand on her hip, while keeping the other busy squeezing her sumptuous ass. Her pleasure was his only goal, but he was the one in charge. And from the way she panted and moaned, he knew he got that right.

Fuck, this woman was everything to him. For someone who knew virtually nothing about sex, she was more passionate and responsive than any of his previous experiences. Even thinking of sharing his body with another made him cringe and his Wolf snarl, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it. Those women were in the past. Nica was his present, his future. She was everything.

“Thor, Thor, THOR!” she moaned his name, pulling on his head.

Her orgasm crested, making him feel like a god as she quivered and clenched around his tongue. Nothing was better to Thor than seeing the expression on Nica’s face when she came and knowing he was the reason for it. He wanted to see it at least half a dozen times before the sun came up.

“One,” he growled, and her blue eyes widened as he slid up her heated body.

“It’s already five. You must be tired,” she whispered, confused, but still accepting his mouth when he reached for a kiss.

“Not telling the time, angel. Counting your orgasms. So, how many you want before we go to sleep, angel?” he asked, ignoring her observation.

Thor didn’t wait for her to answer. He was already pushing into her, feeling her walls clench and ripple as she started to come again, almost immediately. Fuck, he loved this woman. It was too soon, but so what? He was a Wolf with thesight, and for the first time in his life, he saw a future for himself. A future that revolved around a woman with curly dark hair, eyes like an October sky, and a heart of gold.

“Mine. Mine. Mine,” he growled in time with his thrusts.

And when she came a third time on his cock, he followed suit. But still, it wasn’t enough. Thor’s cock grew hard again in seconds after he’d finished spewing cum into her womb. This time, instead of rutting her on the floor like a beast, he carried her to the bed. He needed to go slow. Needed her to feel what he felt.

“Damn, Nica. You really changed everything, didn’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re a miracle, you know that. You make me hope,” he murmured, kissing her cheeks, her mouth, her neck.

“How, what do you hope?” she asked.

“You just give me hope, angel. Like there’s a future for me now, here with you,” he confessed, kissing her hard and deep.

Fuck, he was talking too much. He thrust his tongue into her hot cavern, mimicking what his cock was doing to her tight little pussy.

In and out. Slip and slide. Flex and withdraw.

And all he could think every time he had her was more. More. More. MORE. He wanted all of her. Even as he stamped himself all over her, he still wanted everything. The thought of that Crow bastard coming there and demanding Nica as his claim made Thor’s blood boil.

Fuck him.

Thor would not let that happen. Not ever. He needed a plan. A good one. Because if the Council came sniffing around for his mate, there would be trouble and it would be big. The only thing certain was Thor would never give Nica up. Not without a fight.

Mine.

Chapter11

Nica woke to the sounds of hushed voices and a bright light. What the heck? Oh, someone had opened the window curtain. But who? Wait, her bedroom window was on the other side of the room, wasn’t it? She yawned, taking a moment to reconcile where she was.

Dire Wolf Pack?Check.

The bedroom they gave me?Nope.

Thor’s room?Yep.

Smiling with memories of how she’d spent the night filled her as she rolled over, dragging the sheet with her as she stretched. Sitting up, Nica blinked herself awake, then screeched like a crazy person. Not one, but four, four pairs of eyes were looking at her with matching expressions.

“Look who finally decided to join us!” Sheila barked, clapping her hands.

“Come on, darlin’. Upsy daisy. Your man has everyone up in arms this morning, and I am grumpy as fudge.”

“Huh?” Nica asked, confused as all get by several things.

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