Page 29 of Kiss My Sass

She was so gorgeous with her bright eyes and freshly scrubbed face. He liked she didn’t wear any makeup. Liked that he could see the real her all the time and didn’t have to dig to find it. Everything about her was so open and freely given. He was one lucky Wolf, and he knew it. Thor took a long pull of the icy water and leaned down to nuzzle Nica’s cheek affectionately.

“Thanks, angel. I was parched,” he said, one big hand resting on her warm, soft waist. “You didn’t have to bring this all the way over, though.”

“Oh, that’s okay. Weylin is watching my spot, and I wanted to see you. I missed you,” she confessed, blushing prettily.

“Is that right? I’ve been missing you, too. Been standing here, thinking about everything I intend to do to you when we get back home,” he replied, touched by her thoughtfulness, aroused by her nearness.

It got to the point where he could not stop his dick from rising at the slightest touch from the woman, even if he tried. She wasn’t just a Shifter. Nica was pure magic. And he was falling harder and faster with every second that ticked by.

“Thor, you shouldn’t say things like that out loud,” she whispered, clearly scandalized.

He had to kiss her again, he couldn’t help himself. So he did. Quickly. He wouldn’t jump on her in public or anything. Hell, his Demon Wolf was likely to kill one of these assholes if they even caught a glimpse of her wild and moaning in passion. He was too damn possessive to allow that.

Mine.

She deserved better. He knew that, but nothing could ever make him leave her now. His Nica was everything. A natural caretaker, and he had the feeling she was a secret badass, too. Warm, open, and giving, but also beautiful, fierce, and loyal. She was an ideal mate.

And Thor was so grateful he’d been there that day to catch her. He never expected to be on the receiving end of such tenderness. It felt good. She felt good. Hell, the woman was taking up so much space inside him, he could not even imagine life without her. She’d only be there for a few weeks, and in his bed for just days, and she was that deeply ingrained. He needed to tell her how he felt. That he wanted her forever, and that he loved her, even if it was too soon. He was just about to confess it all when the shit hit the fan.

“This is why you wouldn’t let me touch your head? Are you serious? She’s fat and plain. I mean, damn girl, maybe you should invest in some makeup if you want to keep your man,” the hoity toity Lioness came stomping over on her spindly heels, interrupting Thor, and Nica.

Anger rose swiftly and Thor growled a warning, ready to defend his woman to this pissed off predator. But there was no need. Nica put her hand on his arm and turned to face the slightly tipsy female with a concerned expression on her beautiful face.

“Hi, I’m Nica. What’s your name?”

“Are you kidding? You wanna know my name now, fatty? Like we are besties or something?”

“Right,” Nica replied with a bashful sort of grin as she faced the woman and her friends. “Well, I don’t know you, but this is the second time that I am telling you my name is Nica. Notfattyordamn girl. Just Nica. And wow, I have to say your makeup looks really good, professional even. You’re lucky, you see, I have serious allergies to cosmetics, and I can’t wear them at all. Lucky for me, I found a man who doesn’t seem to mind,” she went on, friendly as ever, facing down a trio of Lionesses, who could probably each swallow her Raven with one gulp.

Not fucking likely,his Demon Wolf snarled.

“You’re allergic to makeup? Ohmygah, that sounds terrible,” one of the woman’s friends said.

“Yep. That’s me. Allergic to makeup. But wow, I mean look at all you, so thin and trendy. Made up to the nines, and just killing those bikinis,” Nica said, nodding.

“Oh, um, thanks,” the original aggressor muttered, and she looked as confused as Thor.

“You really do look good tonight, ladies. Did you get those fromGladys’Swimwear & Carein town?”

“Oh, um, yeah. That’s my aunt’s shop,” one of the women added.

“Nice. That’s where I picked this one up, and I am lucky she carried plus sizes cause these boobs would never fit into a bikini if she didn’t.”

“You got great boobs,” the third Lioness commented.

“Yeah, are they real?” the second one asked, and reached out to cup Nica’s left breast.

“Oooh! Y-yep, thanks, they are,um, real,” his mate stuttered, and removed the woman’s hand with an awkward pat.

“Delia, what the hell? Anyway, she is right. Your boobs are great. I mean, I’m so flat, and um, I am sorry she said you were fat. You are just super curvy like a pinup model! I mean, you look really great,” the first Lioness, the one who’d tried to grab Thor, told Nica.

Thor frowned. Was this woman hitting on his mate? She had a point about Nica being curvy and having great boobs, but he was not exactly comfortable with the staring or the grabbing.

Grrrr.

Nica pressed back into him, as if she knew her touch would soothe his beast. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her back against his chest. Still, she kept the conversation going with the Lionesses as if he wasn’t there, growling behind her.

“Well, thank you,” Nica replied honestly. “That means a super lot to me. I never had many female friends growing up, but I always wanted them, and you girls are so lucky to have each other.”

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