Chapter 9

Words of wisdom she’d heard somewhere, though she could not recall who’d said them. Nica wasn’t the type of woman to hop from bed to bed. This was special. This was big. She would never forget the way Thor made her feel, even after he inevitably walked away. She would always remember this and him.

Regret was not something Nica was fond of. Though she regretted Jack and the Murder, she would never regret this or her time together with Thor. Living in the moment was something she strived for, and this right here was one helluva moment.

Tension started once more in her core, and Nica’s whole body began to tighten around him. Every move he made pushed her closer, closer, closer, until she was right there in the middle of a torrential downpour of pleasure.

“Thor!” she yelled, scratching his shoulders, followed by a loud, “ouch!”