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Thank goodness for that. Trusting him was easier than it should have been, but Nica never felt anything as miraculous as Thor feasting on her pussy. His entire body seemed to reverberate with the steady growl he hadn’t been able to dismiss, and the resulting vibrations had her flying over the edge sooner than she ever could have imagined.

In all her life, she never orgasmed multiple times in one night. Not even with the tiny clitoral stimulator she’d gotten in a swag bag from a birthday party she went to when she’d turned seventeen. Hiding that from her mother had been tricky, but she did. Otherwise, she might not ever have known what satisfaction felt like.

Of course, nothing compared to Thor. Her sex clenched around him when he finally reared up and gave her his dick. So long and thick, he hit all the right spots as he pressed inside. Nica moaned at how good he felt, filling and stretching her to capacity. It was like she was made for him. Her body was designed to fit his to a T.

“You were made for me,” he growled in her ear as he rocked into her with deep, powerful strokes.

“You. Are. Mine. Nica, do you hear me? Mine. Now, tell me. Say it, angel,” he grunted, and she nodded.

“Yes. Yours,” she murmured, wishing with all her heart he meant those words for always and not just right now.

She felt like his. At least, she did right then. But Nica knew better than to hang her hopes on dreams of the future. This time, she would be smarter. This time, she would just live in the moment.

Enjoy the ride but hold on to your heart.

Chapter9

Words of wisdom she’d heard somewhere, though she could not recall who’d said them. Nica wasn’t the type of woman to hop from bed to bed. This was special. This was big. She would never forget the way Thor made her feel, even after he inevitably walked away. She would always remember this and him.

Regret was not something Nica was fond of. Though she regretted Jack and the Murder, she would never regret this or her time together with Thor. Living in the moment was something she strived for, and this right here was one helluva moment.

Tension started once more in her core, and Nica’s whole body began to tighten around him. Every move he made pushed her closer, closer, closer, until she was right there in the middle of a torrential downpour of pleasure.

“Thor!” she yelled, scratching his shoulders, followed by a loud, “ouch!”

Her Raven cawed inside her mind’s eye just as a sharp pain stung her shoulder. But that feeling was soon overshadowed by another, second building of pleasure threatening to explode inside her until suddenly—it did.

White lights danced behind her eyes as she skyrocketed into oblivion, holding onto Thor for all she was worth. Thor reared up, his eyes completely obsidian, with no hint of white. It should have scared her, but Nica was too stunned by the sharp beauty of his face as he pounded into her.

The things he was doing, the feelings she was feeling, Nica just couldn’t verbalize it. It was impossible for her to comprehend, but so damn poignant. Tears pricked her eyes as her pleasure intensified and Thor’s rhythm turned jerky. He threw his head back and roared as the most intense orgasm she ever felt encapsuled them both. Thick jets of warm cum filled her, and Nica gasped at how right this felt.

Everything that happened before seemed to fall away. Her past. His. All of it. Nothing else mattered except for what was happening between them. Thor cupped her cheek with one hand, using the other to hold himself up so as not to crush her, but she wished he would. She welcomed his weight, loved the feel of his heavily muscled body pressing her down onto the mattress.

His black eyes glittered down at her, the look on his face as he worked to even his breathing was so serious, so full of awe, and she wondered if she looked the same. Everything was different now. She felt it in the air, a sort of charged energy that wrapped itself around her. Ravens didn’t have a lot of lore about mates, but right then, she wished Thor was hers.

“Nica,” he whispered reverently, dipping down to kiss her gently.

It was the smallest of touches, really, but it sent her heart pounding. He didn’t seem done with her. Not yet anyway. A spark of hope ignited in her chest. Her experience with Jack had been hard and cruel, nothing like this. But it had left her so jaded.

She had to let that go. It was the past, and Thor was here in the now with her. He wasn’t Jack. And she wasn’t the same naïve girl she’d been. It was not wrong for her to want Thor. And she did want him. Even more, she wanted him to want her back for longer than just this night.

“Want you,” he whispered. “Want you so damn bad. Always.”

His words were like music to her ears, and her body reacted to them predictably. Heating, warming, wetting just for him. She’d never felt so connected to another person, and she realized she was all in with him. The man could have her body, heart, and soul if he wanted her. What a frightening and wonderful thought that was, she mused.

Nica wanted him again, hoped he would take her fast and hard. That way, she could try to reconcile these new and scary emotions. The responding rumble in his chest and hardening of his cock still buried inside her told Nica he felt the same. But then someone knocked on the door, intruding on this sacred moment.

“Thor, that Crow came by with his lackeys. They’re waiting across the highway behind the gas station, man. He says it’s neutral ground. Says he wants his mate back, too,” Cole told them. “Derrick wants you there,” the Dire Wolf finished.

Thor and Nica remained quiet, but the moment was gone. She listened to the sounds of Cole’s heavy footsteps walking away. That and the silence filled her ears, but he was gone before she even had time to protest Cole’s use of the wordmatein relation to her and Jack.

Nica was never the Crow King’s mate. Not when he was courting her, not when he bedded her, and not when he beat her. Not ever.

Nothing could have told her that more than the way she’d responded to Thor’s touch. The second the man known as the Demon Wolf of the Dire Wolf MC touched her, it was like a switch had gone off inside her. Nica’s entire being seemed to recognize him.

His manner of speaking, the way he told her in no uncertain terms, he wanted her, was something she had never had from a man. Then there was her response. Her body welcomed his in a way she would have never thought possible. Thor was big and sexy, and rough around the edges, but with her he was direct, tender, and attentive.

Her skin heated, thinking about what they’d been doing together for hours now. She would have given anything to spend the entire night wrapped around him like a boa constrictor if only Cole hadn’t knocked on the door. Just like that, the burning emotion she’d seen in Thor’s eyes was extinguished.

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