Page 37 of Thor

“I mean I do. But only if you want to tell me. I don’t want you to do anything you aren’t comfortable telling me. Like with us having sex. If you aren’t ready, I completely understand. I need you to believe me when I tell you I am not interested in simply having sex with you. When I look at you, I see... forever.” Thor felt ridiculous saying the words he held in his heart but somehow, he couldn’t stop himself. He needed her to believe that his intentions were nothing but sincere.

Without a word she pulled his mouth back to hers and ran her hands down his torso to his belt buckle.

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Elle hadno idea what she was doing. It was like her body had complete control of her, and she was a passenger along for the ride. She fumbled with his buckle with shaky hands as he kissed down the side of her neck and over her breasts making them pucker with sensitivity. Her hands stopped moving as the pure bliss of his mouth on her skin invaded every inch of her.

He waited, his eyes questioning.

“Don’t stop,” she breathed.

Thor undid the buckle to his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. She peeked down to see he wore nothing underneath. How could that possibly be comfortable?

She didn’t have time to think about it as he kissed down her stomach and stopped at her waistband and hooked his fingers under the waistband. She stiffened slightly and as if sensing her nervousness Thor didn’t do more than trace his fingers under the waistband of her leggings. He raised up and kissed her again, his mouth hot and greedy. His own need only fed into hers making her heat further.

Slowly he slid his palm down her leggings between her legs. The sensation jolted through her, and she arched against him and grabbed his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. Somehow the motion made his kisses deeper and harder.

She ran her fingers down his back and grabbed his rear. Firm and round it showed not an ounce of fat on it. She gripped his rear and pulled his hips toward her. His length ground into her most sensitive area, and she melted. Every inch of her buzzed with electricity. She wanted him. Needed him.

Elle slid her hand between them and cupped his length. Thor groaned against her mouth and bit her lip before dropping his head to her shoulder and breathing hard.

He nipped her neck while she used her fingers to stroke the length of him. His soft skin molded easily to her fingers, and she soon found herself pushing his jeans down farther.

“Thor...” she whispered. “I want you.”

He didn’t have to be told a second time. He slid off the bed and his boots and jeans hit the floor with a clunk.

Elle took in the length of his taut muscular body and quickly understood why he was a god. He’d been chiseled like nothing she had ever seen. And the scars he wore attested to his accomplishments. All tanned skin and firmly cut muscles. He sported a small trail of hair down his belly that made her want to feel its silky fibers between her fingers.

Thor crawled back up on the bed and skimmed his fingers under the edge of her leggings again and this time he slipped them as well as her panties down her legs and threw them to the ground.

He took her in for a moment as if committing every inch of her to memory. Then, starting at her toes, he bent down and softly pressed a kiss into her foot. Her ankle. Her calf. Behind her knee. And up the inside of her thigh. Her core clenched as his warm breath hit her straight between her legs.

She tangled her fingers in his thick black hair as he hooked his arms around her thighs and pulled her into his face.

Elle bucked as he licked up her most sensitive area. She’d never known anything could feel so amazing.

Thor stroked her with his tongue making her body spasm and tremble. Something wound tight inside her and then slowly his finger entered her. The sensation almost had Elle shoot off the bed. She grabbed Thor’s head harder as he kissed the inside of her thigh and used his fingers to pleasure her.

Everything she’d ever read or seen amongst her father’s men in the castle had been nothing like that. They’d taken women from behind. Forcefully. She’d never known such pleasure was possible for a woman. Val had told her that on her wedding night she was to lay still and let Thadren do what he needed to.

But what Thor seemed to need to do... She was perfectly fine letting him do.

After several minutes Thor raised up, and she yanked his mouth to hers. She needed him. Wanted every inch of his body on her and wanted him inside her.

She reached down and gripped him tight once more, guiding him toward her core. He broke the kiss for a moment.

“Easy,” he said. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she said, not sounding as sure as she thought.

“Slow,” said Thor.

He circled a finger around her entrance again and then the pressure of his length rested in the same place. He bit her lip catching her attention and slowed his kisses letting his tongue play with hers.

She went to reach for him again, but he pinned her hands above her head.

“Trust me,” he said, before bowing his head and sucking one of her breasts into his mouth.

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