Thor brushed a loose strand of hair from her face, tucking it gently behind her ear. Without warning, his fingers slid to the back of her head, gripping her hair just enough to pull her into a kiss—deep, urgent, and laced with restrained desire.

It was the kind of kiss that ripped Celina out of reality and into another world. The kind that dismantled every defense she had left.

She melted against him, powerless to resist. Every touch from him set her skin ablaze, every sigh was an invitation to get lost.

He didn’t let go. Still holding her hair, his voice came out low and rough against her lips.

“Do you still think I’m cheating on you?”

Celina couldn’t answer. She could feel him hard against her thigh, pulsing with life at their closeness. Before she could catch her breath, Thor kissed her again—hungrier this time, more desperate, more demanding. It was a kiss that took her apart completely.

In that locked room, the rest of the world ceased to exist.

Thor lifted her into his arms as i