Thor rolled onto his side, pulling Celina against him. Because of her slightly rounded belly, she settled on her side as well, resting her head on his damp chest while they both tried to catch their breath.

“I missed you so much, love,” she whispered, her fingers tracing lazy circles across his chest.

“I missed you too, my love. You have no idea how much.” Thor kissed the top of her head and smiled, their hearts still beating fast, still tangled in the same rhythm.

They stayed like that — skin to skin, still connected — as if ending the moment would break something sacred between them.

“I was so afraid of hurting you,” Thor admitted softly, running his fingers through her hair.

“You could never hurt me, love,” she murmured, her hand caressing his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart beneath her palm. “What hurts is when you pull away from me. I need all of you, Thor — your fears, your doubts, your insecurities. I need you, exactly as you are.”

Thor shut his eyes tightly, tryin