Page 2 of Cowboy Wolf's Secret Baby

Dr. Jean arrived with her assistant. Together the two of them set Conner’s leg. He moaned in pain.

Beth put her hand on his forehead. “Sleep.”

He stopped moaning, and he breathed slowly and regularly, consistent with a deep, good sleep. The doctor and her assistant set his arm.

“I can’t do anything about his ribs, except tape them up.”

“I’ll take care of that as soon as I can,” Beth said.

Dr. Jean disappeared for a minute and then came back with some ginger and green tea sweetened with honey.

Beth took a few sips, gradually feeling her strength returning.

“Thank you.”

“My pleasure,” the doctor said, hugging her.

The doctor left and Beth healed Conner’s ribs before she collapsed in the chair once more, falling into a deep sleep.

Her patient’s moaning woke her twelve hours later. He opened his intense, brown eyes and stared at her. “I dreamed that I got hurt and was saved by an angel.”

“You were hurt pretty badly, but I don’t think that I’m an angel.” She laughed. “I imagine that you are in quite a bit of pain right now.”

“I feel like I’ve been rode hard and put away wet,” he said.

Beth knew that the saying referred to the fact that a horse needed to be cooled down after being ridden, especially if it was ridden hard, to prevent heat exhaustion and pulled muscles.

“I bet you do,” she said. “Give me a minute.”

She brewed him some wild lettuce tea. “It might not taste all that good, but it will help with the pain,” she assured him.

Wild lettuce had the same pain-killing effects as opioids without any of the negative effects such as addiction.

“Thanks,” he said.

Beth nursed her patient over the next couple weeks. During that time, they got to know each other very well. He told stories about his life in Angel’s Creek, New Mexico. She laughed at the trouble that Conner and his brother, Zac, always got into. Beth told him about her life. They had long discussions about philosophy, science, art, and even their opinion about actors and movies. It didn’t take long for the handsome cowboy to capture her heart.

One night, after a couple rousing games of Uno, Conner pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was hesitant and gentle at first, but then became more insistent. Her soul and knees melted at the same time.

She led him to her room and they slowly undressed each other. Beth already knew every inch of his body, but now looked at it in a whole new light.

“You are so sexy,” she told him as he stood naked in front of her, his full ten inches at attention.

He grinned. “You should see me when some crazy witch isn’t holding me hostage and making me lay around in bed all day.”

Beth laughed. “If you just got a puppy instead of a three-thousand-pound bull to play with, you wouldn’t have been grounded.”

“It was only fifteen hundred pounds, thank you very much.”

Their smiles dissolved into kisses and moans of ecstasy as they explored each other with their hands and mouths. He pushed her gently onto the bed, and his fingers found her womanhood. He gently rubbed the hard pebble between her legs while he made love to her mouth with his own. Conner tantalized her sensitive nipples. His touches created a burning flame inside of Beth that she never knew existed.

The world disappeared around her as the fire became all-consuming and her body began to tremble. An explosion of pure bliss poured out of her.

“That’s my girl,” he said.

When she caught her breath, he rose up over her and pressed the tip of his large shaft against her hot, wet opening and slowly embedded himself deep inside of her.

“Conner,” she cried out as her body slowly adjusted to her lover’s size.

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