Chapter 20

20

N icola's body was singing. She had never been so connected to her body and her wolf. They had always been so separate, but with Thor claiming her, it was as if everything had aligned inside of her.

Thor's soft caresses were making her horny again despite being stuck on his knot. If anything, it was making it worse. She wriggled, making her pussy clench around him.

Thor laughed huskily in her ear and dipped his fingers to where they were joined. Nicola arched back into him with the first swipe of his slicked-up fingers against her clit.

"I didn't think it was physically possible to be this horny still," she admitted awkwardly.

"Just another reason you are perfect for me," Thor said, the almost lazy stroke of his fingers making her whimper. "How about your squeeze those lovely tits of yours because my hands are busy. Fuck yes, just like that."

Nicola loved his dirty mouth and the fact he always said exactly what he wanted. There was no need to try and search out any complicated instructions. He was straightforward, and she couldn't resist. She toyed with her nipples, his reactions making her bolder as she caressed herself. It didn't take her long to be nearing her edge again, and she decided to be more daring than she had ever been.

"Bite me, Thor," she whispered.

Thor stopped his toying. "What did you say?"

"I said, bite me. Please. You are part vampire. I know you need blood, and I... I want to know what it feels like," Nicola stammered. It went against everything she had ever been taught, and she didn't care what anyone would think. Thor wasn't moving. She fought not to cover her face with her hands. "Do you not want to? Forget I said anything."

"I will not forget. I'm just shocked and honored you would ask." Thor turned her head so he could kiss her. "I want to taste your blood more than anything in the world, Nicola. I know how wolves feel about it with their blood taboo. I didn't want you to feel pressured."

"I don't feel pressured," Nicola reached to cup his cheek. "I just want every part of you involved in this because I want every part of you. Even the vampire part. And I really hate the idea of you drinking from anyone else but me."

Thor kissed her hand and wrist. "I understand that. If our positions were reversed, I wouldn't like it either. I'm honored, Nicola."

"Okay, so do it," she urged before she chickened out.

Thor nibbled her ear. "I'm going to make you come again. Trust me, love, a bite at the right moment can blow your mind."

Nicola's face burned at the endearment as much as the promise in his words. "I trust you, Thor."

Thor went back to touching and stroking her. She wanted it rough and fast, but he had other ideas. Every gentle, teasing caress made her feel precious and loved. Like something he wanted to cherish. With every sweet kiss and touch, she fell more in love with him. The big, rough Viking monster, whom everyone rightly feared, handled her like she was the most treasured thing in his life. He had put her over his pack, who had come to fight with him like it was nothing. It was everything.

"I love you," she whispered.

Thor kissed her. "I'm relieved to hear it because I love you too. I've never been in love before, but I am sure this is it."

"I haven't been either, and I know it is," Nicola said, reaching back to wrap her arms around his neck. With a shift of their hips, Thor's knot slipped free, and she suddenly felt empty.

"Finally. Now I can fuck you again," Thor said, flipping her on top of him. Nicola's fingers traced the intricate tattoos on his chest, mesmerized by the twisting knotwork and runes. She licked and kissed her way over his broad chest, delighting in each hiss and gasp he made. Her hand moved between them to grip his dick and gave it a slow stroke. His knot was swelling again, and the sight of it made hunger burn in her gut. She was so wet from his spend and her own that she met no resistance as she guided his thick head back into her. She lowered herself down on him, and he sat up so he could kiss her. Nicola found her pace, and with each grind of his knot against her clit, her pleasure went higher and higher.

"Thor, you feel so damn good," she groaned, her body starting to clench with the orgasm that was building.

"So do you. Look at how we match. You are bright summer to my winter, sun to my moon," he said, his beard and breath tickling against her shoulder.

His knot slipped inside of her, and his fangs sank deep into her throat at the same time.

"Thor!" she screamed, her whole body and soul-shattering. He gripped her tighter to him, and she felt a pulse of pained pleasure run from her neck to her clit and back again. "Oh fuck, don't stop. I'm going..." Nicola sobbed as she came again. Thor held her as she went boneless. How could the wolves make this glorious feeling taboo? She was drifting in a haze of pleasure and warmth, safe in her mate's arms as she fed him. This was heaven.

Thor's fangs retracted, and he licked her wound shut. "Nicola," he breathed like a prayer. "Your blood is the best thing I have ever tasted. I feel like I could punch a dragon right now."

"Kiss me first," she said drowsily. She wiped a drop of her blood from his lips with her thumb and fed it back into his mouth.

Thor cupped both of her cheeks with his big hands. "You are a gift I don't deserve and never saw coming. You have my heart, little wolf. Do what you will with it."

"I'll look after it if you look after mine," she promised and kissed him until the haze of pleasure swept her under once more.