Page 39 of Kiss My Sass

“I’m sorry this is your first ride,” he murmured, eyes still black as he looked down at her. Nica shook her head, wrapping her legs around his waist.

I’m not.

She knew the second he realized she’d spoken inside their telepathic link because his eyes went back to normal, and a wide grin split his face right open. Derrick was barking orders, and she heard something about the Council and the Macconwood Pack being on their way to clean up the mess Jack made.

Hopefully, they would reorganize the Murder, set up new leadership, but Nica was not concerned. That was not her life anymore. Her life was with Thor. With her Pack.

“Fuck, angel. I was so worried,” he growled, holding her tight. “I didn’t think I would get here in time.”

“That’s nutty because I had no doubt. You saved me again, just like I knew you would,” she told him, laughing through tears and holding on for dear life as he pulled out of the trailer park.

“You got that backwards. You’ve been saving me every day since I met you.”

Just like that, Thor’s confession melted Nica into a puddle of goo. She didn’t think it was possible to love him any more than she already did, but every day, he proved her wrong.

“I love you,” she said suddenly, whispering it right into his ear.

Thor revved the engine louder, speeding through the back roads to get back to the Pack House.

I love you, too,he said right into her mind.

Good. Now, take me home, mate.

Epilogue

Thor carried Nica inside, carefully placing her inside the shower stall. Her arm wasn’t dislocated this time, just bruised. Her Shifter healing had already kicked in, but he wasn’t satisfied until he bathed, dressed, and saw to every single hurt she’d received at the hands of that thankfully now dead motherfucker.

“I’m not glass.”

“What?” he asked, laying carefully on his side so as not to jostle her.

“I said, I’m not glass,” Nica murmured, her blue eyes flashing up at him from her position in their bed. “I was taken from you today, but I wasn’t entirely blameless. I was scared of our connection. I pushed you away. I am so sorry I did that.”

“You got nothing to apologize for, angel. I shoulda been more patient. I shoulda explained what I am better. Having the sight makes all those other things way more amped with me. You don’t just get a mate, you get all my crazy quirks, too,” he confessed sheepishly.

“I love your crazy quirks. I love you.”

“I love you, angel. So fucking much,” he growled, kissing her head softly.

But Nica was having none of that. His sexy mate crawled over him, spreading her thighs, so she sat with her naked pussy against his belly. He growled, shivering as she leaned down to kiss him fully, her tongue tangling with his.

“Want you, mate. Need you,” she whimpered, sliding down so her hot, wet lips stroked his hardened length.

She had him worked up in no time at all. The need to connect with her on this level overpowered his decision to let her rest, and soon she was riding him like the untamed beauty she was. She looked so fucking beautiful. Her curls cascading down her back as she arched, swerving her hips, sucking him deep, so deep, and squeezing him with her tight little channel. Nothing felt better than fucking his mate, and Thor reveled in knowing she was every bit as wild about him.

“Oh gods, Thor, you feel bigger, deeper, it’s too much,” she gasped, her movements growing jerky.

“You can take it, angel. You were made to take it,” he grunted, holding on to her hips and taking over.

She had his full attention now, riding the cusp of her orgasm like this. Fuck, she was so damn sexy. Her earthy vibe was every bit as delicious as her impossibly strong heart. His hands squeezed her hips, her ass, running over her heavy breasts and back. She was perfection personified. She was all light and pure goodness, the perfect foil for all his darkness. She was everything. And the woman undid him every single time, and she didn’t even know it. He was the one riding the edge now.

But there was no way he was going without her.

“Come on, angel. Come for me. Right now,” he growled, closing his mouth over the claiming bite he’d given her, scraping the skin with his teeth.

“Thor! Thor! THOR!” she screamed his name, her pussy tightening on him like a vise.

One, two, three more pumps, and he was spewing cum straight into her womb. His dick knotted at the base, traveling up the length until even more of his essence filled her. This orgasm was so intense, Thor might have even passed out for a second or two.

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