Chapter 12

12

N icola stared at Thor in awe as he looked back at her, taking in her disheveled state. His hands clenched at his sides, and he took a step back from the bed.

"I said I would never force you, so tell me to stop now if you don't want to move past kissing," Thor said, his accent growing thicker. "Because if you don't, I'm going to strip you out of those clothes and bury my face between your thighs."

Nicola's pussy clenched in excitement, and her heart sang at the thought that, even in the aftermath of battle lust, he was still making sure she wanted his touch. So there would be no mistaking her intentions, she undid the top button of her jeans.

"You talked some big game about how much pleasure you could give me, Halfdansson, so you had best put your money where your mouth is. Or, more to the point, your mouth where my pussy is."

Thor's laugh was deep and infectious. "You need me to prove it to you? That is a woman's right and a task I'm happy to perform. Take those clothes off and be quick about it."

Nicola tossed off the rags of the shirt and bra and shimmied out of the wet and bloody jeans. Thor gently pushed her hands away when she reached for her panties.

"Let me unwrap that treasure," he purred.

Nicola smiled and lay back. "Are you going to take that shirt off for me and give me something to look at?"

Thor pulled off his ruined shirt, and Nicola got her first look at all of the delicious muscle she had felt earlier that day. He had scars of various shapes and sizes that he must have gotten before he was turned. Dark blue tattoos of runes, animals, and trees were done in the ancient Viking style, and Nicola wanted to lick every single one of them.

Thor's big hand wrapped around her right ankle before slowly stroking up her calf. "You are so soft I could stroke your skin for hours."

"Then do it. I like to be petted and touched," she admitted.

Most wolves did, but because of her status in the pack, she had been denied a lot of physical touch because they worried her father would start cutting off hands if he found out.

"It's always made me feel edgy and vulnerable, but I think I like the idea of being touched by you," Thor replied. His hands wrapped around her ankles once more and tugged her to the edge of the bed. "Will you tell me what you like?"

Nicola nodded uncertainly. "I don't have a lot of experience other than brief hookups, so I don't really know."

"We will find out together then," Thor said with a satisfied little smile.

"You don't care that I'm not a virgin?"

"Seems a stupid thing to care about. You are a grown woman, Nicola, and you have needs and desires like everyone else. I don't care that I'm not the first, but I'm going to work hard at being the last," Thor said, dropping to his knees. "Starting tonight."

Nicola's breath shuddered out of her as his warm lips kissed the side of her knee.

"Relax, little wolf. I'm going to make you feel so good," he said, his calloused hands moving in soothing strokes over her thighs.

Nicola swallowed the flutter of anxiety creeping up her throat and took one of his hands, guiding it to her breast. Thor smiled in wonder and cupped her. She bit her lip as he teased his fingers over her dark nipple.

"Freya truly blessed me when she gave me such a lovely mate." Thor's breath was warm against her skin as he worked his way further up her thigh. Nicola got lost in the sensation of his hands moving over her, caressing and squeezing in a way that had her writhing.

Thor's mouth moved over the soft fabric of her panties, and he made a low growling sound that sent tiny tremors through her mound.

"Fuck, Nicola, you're already soaked through them," he whispered. Without moving his hands from her breasts, he shredded the sides of her panties with his fangs and tore them off. Her thighs clenched around his broad shoulders, but there was no hiding from him.

In the act of strange tenderness, he kissed the top of her mound once before he dipped down to tongue her slit. Nicola bit back her gasp as her world narrowed to the hot, wet sensation of his long tongue.

"Don't hold back your sexy sounds from me. Scream as loud as you want. I'm not going to stop until I've wrenched every single one out of you," Thor said, spreading her thighs wider. "I want to see your sweet honey dripping out of you."

"Fuck, your mouth," she groaned, his words undoing her as much as his touch.

"That's exactly what I want you to do," he replied and went back to licking and sucking like she was the best thing he had ever tasted.

The last bit of Nicola's self-consciousness vanished under the sensation that was flooding her. She dug her fingers into his silver hair, needing to be touching him. He sucked her aching clit and slid one of his thick fingers inside of her. She was wet, but it was still a tight fit and so perfect she wanted to cry.

Nicola whimpered his name as her orgasm began to build inside of her. He curled his finger, hitting the sweet spot inside of her, making her babble nonsense at the electric shocks tingling their way through her.

"Let it go, Nicola, come on my tongue, my sweet mate," Thor purred and slid in another finger, stretching her out.

"Gods, don't stop. So close," she panted, tears leaking out of the corner of her eyes.

Thor seemed to sense the moment she was about to break because he removed his fingers from her and fucked her hard with his tongue. The change of sensation sent her over the edge with a cry of surprise, her body erupting as he licked from the inside out.

"Oh, gods, I think I ripped some of your hair out," she panted.

Thor grinned and softly blew on her oversensitive pussy, making her squirm. "It's fine. I have plenty to rip out."

Nicola laughed and sat up, making him lean back. She reached for his belt buckle, and he caught her hands. "I didn't do this to get anything in return," he said, brows furrowing.

"I want to see you," Nicola said and frowned. "Do you not want me to touch you?"

Thor swore. "Gods, of course, I want you to touch me, Nicola."

"Then let me." Nicola leaned forward and kissed a curling, tattooed dragon pattern on his chest. "I want to touch you and make you feel good."

"I don't want to frighten you off. The wargs are different," he said, his breath catching as she licked his nipple.

"I don't know what you're worried about unless you show me," she urged gently.

The next time her hands went to his belt, he didn't stop her. He rose to his feet, and she unbuckled him. His jeans dropped, and Nicola's brows shot up. His dick was big, but he was a big guy all over, so that wasn't surprising. The surprise was the strange swelling at his base.

"Wargs have a knot," he started to explain.

Nicola interrupted him. "Can I touch it?"

"Gods, yes. You are my mate. You can touch me anywhere," he said quickly. It was the first time she had heard Thor be anything but confident and controlled. Dark desire pulsed through her as she ran her fingers up his silky shaft. She wanted to see her winter Viking completely unravel and lose his fucking mind as she found all the ways that heated his blood.

"And what does this knot do?" she asked as she reached it.

Thor hissed. "It swells up when I fuck and locks you to me after I come."

Nicola's eyes widened as she wrapped her hand around it. "Um, it's wishful thinking to imagine this fitting in me."

"You are my mate. Your tight cunt was made for my knot," Thor said, his eyes turning red as she squeezed him. "I'd make you come so hard first and get you nice and ready to take it. I would take the time to make you so wild you would be begging for it."

Nicola's pussy tingled at the thought of him working the thickness inside of her. She licked the soft tip of his cock, making him swear before she did it again. It had been a while since she had tried to give anyone a blowjob, and she wouldn't be able to fit him all in her mouth. Thor didn't seem to care as she took her time to get herself used to his size. He whispered filthy encouragement to her, giving her more confidence with each lick and suck.

"Your mouth is so good. Fuck, squeeze me harder," he murmured, his fingers tangling in her hair. She gripped his knot, and he whimpered. "I'm going to fuck these lips of yours. Let me know if it's too much."

Nicola nodded as best she could and tried to relax her jaw. Thor started slow but soon was thrusting into her, going deep but moving back before she couldn't breathe. "Tighten your fingers hard around my knot again. Oh, gods, just like that."

Thor's head went back, and his body shook. Come filled her mouth, and Nicola tried to swallow it, but there was too much. She pinched his thigh, and he moved back from her mouth to finish coming on her tits.

Thor was panting as he looked her over. "Fuck, Nicola. You're glorious. So fucking sexy." He leaned down and kissed her, uncaring that she still had his come in her mouth. With a groan, he let her go. "Stay there."

Nicola got an amazing view of his perfectly toned ass as he went into the bathroom and came back with a warm, damp cloth.

"I can do that," she said, but he only growled and pushed her hand aside.

"I want to take care of my mate," he replied, and she couldn't argue with that. He cleaned her up with gentle swipes before tucking a blanket about her. He went back into the bathroom for a few minutes, and her eyes were drooping when he returned. "Do you want me to go, little mate?"

Nicola shook her head. "No. Not unless you want to?"

"I never want to sleep without you again," he said, and her ridiculous heart skipped a beat.

She patted the bed. "Then get over here and spoon me."

Thor didn't need to be told twice. He moved beside her and tucked her smaller body up against his.

"This is good. It means I can protect you better," he said and kissed her shoulder.

Nicola murmured something unintelligible before falling into the deepest sleep of her life.