Page 156 of Forbidden Heroes

He lifts my skirt and cups my bare, pink pussy. “You don’t think I would let you leave, did you, angel? You walk in here, tie my hands and my heart to your will and you think you can just walk away?”

He’s pissed and it strikes a fire in his dark gaze that has heat pooling in my core.

Every word he utters has my heart racing and I don’t miss the quicker breaths coming from him. “No one has ever said those words to me.”

“That you belong or that you are loved?”

He cups my face in his palms as I nod. “Both.”

“My sweet angel who walked into my life and knocked it off kilter. Fuck, what am I saying? You knocked me back on course. I was wandering around with no other purpose than work. I had no life, no color until you. I planned for you to be here tonight and I regret nothing. I told you earlier I fell for those big, emerald eyes of yours weeks ago. And if not, I’m telling you now. You’ve given me a new reason to wake in the morning and love Christmas again. Miracles do happen, I guess. I’m going to spend my life correcting the crime brought against you by those that had the chance to love you and didn’t see you for the beautiful person you are. Now come here.”

I don’t argue or pull away. I can’t. I don’t want to so I fall into his embrace and settle into his big, muscular arms and melt into his body as if we were made for one another.

He uses his other hand to free me of my clothes and once again I’m standing in front of him in nothing but my stilettos.

“Mason, I…I’m sorry. I’ve brought so much trouble to your doorstep. I don’t know what to do.”

“Shh, angel. We have all the time in the world to talk.”

True. And there was a bigger, deeper story behind him loving Christmas again, and I know he’s only touched upon his dark past, but I know now isn’t the time to ask. I have a feeling I’ll have all the time in the world to ask all the questions he stirs in me with his words.

I wrap my arms around his neck and he bends to pick me up and turns to take us to his room.

“No, here. I like it here,” I say and he turns, walking us over to the couch. Someone had replenished the fire and I silently thank O’Bryan. I don’t know the man but I have a feeling we’re going to get along just fine.

“I want you thinking about how you took me for the first time on this couch every day as you handle your business.”

He spreads me out on the couch and sheds his clothing with jerky movements as though he hates being away from me for the time it takes to strip.

He comes to kneel over me. “Spread your legs for me, angel. Show me what I’m claiming.”

I do what he demands obediently and love the thrill that skates through me.

Spreading my thighs further with his large body between my legs he inhales deeply and his nostrils flare like a wolf scenting his mate. “Sweet, pure. Untouched. My naughty angel. What other wicked plans do you have?”

Using two fingers I glide them down my body and slip them through my juices. “I can think of a few, but right now…” I dip the tips of my fingers between my lips and rub lingering circles around my clit. “…I can only think of one thing.”

I don’t miss the way his chest expands with deep breaths and this time I know we’re not stopping until I’m his. Every last inch of me.

As if reading my mind, he growls, “Mine.”

He pushes my fingers away to replace them with the fat head of his cock and then glides through my juices, wetting his cock from tip to base. I moan and relish the heat that blooms across my skin, starting in my core and working its way through every inch of my body.

He does this to me and I’m going to be selfish enough to take him all for my own. For once in my life I’m going to do what I want.

He pulls my fingers to his lips and sucks off my sticky honey quickly.

He tangles his fist in my hair and I feel his muscles bunch beneath my thighs. “Is my virgin pussy ready for her cock?”

Gripping his cock, he brings the large tip to my entrance and I tense. This is it. He told me what to expect and after this, I can never walk away.

I dig in my heels into his back “I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. I’m yours, Mason.”

“I want you to watch as I take you.”

I peer down my body and my pussy clenches around the head of his cock as he enters me one agonizing inch at a time. With strong fingers, he peels back the lips of my pussy and the walls of my entrance quiver, stretch, tighten and for the second time tonight I worry he won’t fit. That his massive cock will be too large for my small body.

He stops and falls forward over my body even though I know he’s keeping most of his weight off me, I love the feel of him pinning me down.

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