“I love you, Thor.”
“I love you too, Nica,” he told her before sinking into her sweet body.
His mate was everything he ever dreamed of, and more. She was his anchor to this realm. Nica grounded him, their connection the one thing guaranteed to keep him steady and solid for however long they had on this earth together. And he intended for that to be a very long time.
“Stay,” he whispered. “Stay with me.”
“Always. I choose you, Thor.”
“And I choose you right back, mate.”
She was the most important thing. She was everything. And he was going to spend every day of his life showing her. Then Thor kissed her again, and everything else, all rational thought, simply fell away.
The end…