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He broke our kiss and stared at me. Hot desire flooded his features and dilated his pupils.

“Holly,” he repeated my name huskily. “Tell me to stop.”

“Never,” I replied, staring at him. His hands grabbed the neckline of the shirt he had given me, his eyes questioning me, giving me a last chance to stop. “Take me,” I surrendered.

Easily, he ripped the shirt from me, baring my chest to him. His gaze moved slowly from my eyes to my tits, and when he licked his lips at the sight of them, I nearly lost it. An ache formed in my pussy that almost felt painful. His hands returned into my line of vision after ripping the shirt off me, his fingers twitched, hovered, and it was as if time was suspended. The anticipation for him to cup me was nearly unbearable and at the same time utterly delicious.

The knuckles of one of his hands moved up and down my arm, leaving a tingling sensation behind that spread throughout my body. His eyes smoldered before his head dipped and his mouth moved down to capture one nipple while his free hand grabbed my other breast. My fingers dug into the fur underneath me. Never had I been this aroused before. My legs moved up and down, rubbing together to relieve some of the tension he was building inside me.

“You are so beautiful,” he said while his mouth trailed kisses between my breasts, down to my stomach. He moved again, this time between my legs, and there was a slight moment of self-consciousness when I remembered I hadn’t shaved in ages. But those thoughts dissipated like smoke when I felt his breath at my most intimate spot, right before his tongue licked me and I saw stars.

“You are so wet for me,” he rasped approvingly. “And delicious.”

His hands were on me—one grabbed my hip and the other went to my ass. Mewling sounds left my parted lips as he began to lick me from one end of my slit to the other, only to come back to my clit and suck it into his mouth. My thighs trembled around him, and I came with utter abandon like I never had before.Everything inside me seemed to explode in a wave of heat so intense I nearly wept.

No man had ever given me an orgasm like this.

Not even the ones I had given myself over the years compared to this.

Not even close.

And it wasn’t over yet. He positioned himself between my legs, pulled his shirt off his body, and my eyes rolled back at the sight of his pecs. I had already guessed that he was ripped beyond belief when I watched him kill the saber-toothed cat, but at that moment, I hadn’t had the time to truly appreciate him.

Good grief, there were muscles on him that didn’t appear human. So many, so hard and defined, they took my breath away.

His pants came off next, and when his gigantic cock sprang back against his abdomen, I took a sharp inhale. It was so freaking thick, I doubted I could wrap my fist around it. How was that going to fit in me? And how was it going to feel?

I shuddered at that thought, but purely in anticipation.

He brought the tip of his shaft to my entrance, greedily I scooted forward, ready to meet him. Thor guided his cock and slowly it began to enter my canal as he pushed into me. I closed my eyes and savored every inch as it filled and spread me to where it bordered on being painful. But more moisture gushed from me, helping him get even deeper, as more sounds escaped my throat. Noises I hadn’t thought could possibly come from me.

“Fuck, Holly, you are so freaking tight,” he groaned. The tendons on his thick neck stood out as if it took all he had not to come right then, and that thought made me feel more powerful than I had ever imagined I could feel.

He paused when he was all the way in, took a shuddering breath, savoring the sensation of us anchored like this, just as Idid, before he pulled back only to thrust in again. Holding on to my hips, he moved them up and down while sensations of utter bliss ran through me, creating goose bumps on my skin.

I felt my tits bounce up and down, and the motion only added to the eroticism of him fucking me in a way I had never been fucked before. His fingers dug into the soft flesh just above my hips, and I knew I would be bruises there the next day, but it didn’t matter because the pressure grounded me. Otherwise, I thought I might have lifted off.

“Holly,” he called my name again, and as he pumped into me and as my release rushed through me, I screamed his out, sure it would echo through the entire cave and out into the valley below. But I didn’t care, because I felt like an overheated kettle that needed to release steam.

“Argh,” he groaned, and I felt him stiffen right before his seed pumped into me. Panting, he loosened his grip on my hips. “I’m sorry if I hurt you.”

“Don’t be,” I gasped and wiped some sweat off my forehead. “It was perfect just the way it was.”

His mouth captured mine in another hot kiss, and my hands shot up along his steel-hard biceps before gliding to his neck.

When we broke our kiss, he leaned his forehead against mine. Our eyes met and an unspoken message moved between us. I felt as if I had looked down deep into the bottom of his soul, as if he bared himself completely to me.

“Thor,” I breathed, unable to give words to the thousands of emotions running through me.

“Szaria,” he said, and before I could ask what he meant because the translator had obviously failed to translate here, he pressed his lips against mine in another deep kiss that made me forget everything.

The growling of mystomach startled both of us a little while later and was echoed by a deep rumble from his.

“I guess it’s time to eat,” Thor said with a smile.

“Is there a place to clean up? A pond or stream or something?” I asked, taking in my messy hair and sweaty body.

“I can do better than that,” he promised, handing me a clean shirt. Then he poured water into a bowl before dipping a small piece of cloth into it.

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