Page 185 of Forbidden Heroes

Mateo’s grin turned feral. “That’s my little virgin. She loves riding my cock. But before I give you that, you need to answer one question for me.”

I nodded. Mateo was doing amazing things with my clit, but every time he got me close to shattering, he slowed down. I was ready to give him anything he wanted. Whatever he wanted. Anything. I’d give him anything. Always.

“Mateo?” I pleaded.

“Yes, Angel?”

“Please. I’m so close.”

“I know you are, Angel. I am too.” Mateo withdrew his hand. A sob escaped me.

“Shhh, Angel. I’ve got you.” He unzipped his pants and freed his thick, veined cock, the fat head dripping pre-cum for me. He pulled me down to the floor, pushing my skirt up. “Ride me, Angel.”

The promise of release had relief flooding through me. I straddled Mateo and impaled myself on his rock hard cock. Nothing had ever felt as good as having him deep inside me. I arched my back at the fullness. I tried not to think of anything but how complete I felt when we were joined together.

Mateo thrust his cock up inside me as I glided up and down the length of him, bouncing on his hips. Every time he slammed back inside me I felt better than the time before.

My orgasm shimmered just out of reach. I could see stars behind my closed eyelids, and I rode Mateo with everything I had inside me.

“Come on, Angel. Come for me.” Mateo gripped my hips hard, sealing our bodies together.

I squeezed him with my thighs as fireworks exploded inside me, setting off a chain reaction that sent electricity surging through me. “I’m coming, Mateo!”

“Look at me, Angel.” Mateo’s command broke through the haze I floated in.

I fought my way back to reality and managed to open my eyes.

“Good girl.” Mateo’s hands held me to him as firmly as his gaze held mine. “Marry me, Angel.”

Mateo’s hips pumped up once and again and again until he pounded another earth-shattering orgasm out of me. My body bowed as pleasure shot through me, but I never lost his gaze as I cried out, “Yes, yes, yes!”

I shook my head gasping loudly, desperate for air. Every single inch of his cock pulsated feeding me his milk one hot spurt at a time.

Strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me down. Out rushing heartbeats blended as one.

We were still on the plush carpet on his living room floor. He stayed inside me and I couldn’t stand the thought of moving. I finally managed to tip my head back against his chest so I could look at him in wonder.

“Mateo, did you ask me to marry you?”

His arms tightened around me, holding me against his heart. “I did. And you agreed. I can’t keep fucking my employee, but I sure as hell can fuck my wife.”

A giggle escaped me and I snuggled into him, trailing my hand over him to reassure myself this was real.

“Merry Christmas, Mateo. I love you,” I whispered and pressed a kiss to his chest right over his heart.

“I love you, Angel. Now let’s stop talking. I have other ideas for that mouth of yours.”

And I happily complied.

Epilogue

Mateo, one year later Christmas Eve

Iclosed the nursery door softly. The monitors were on, but I hoped that our three-month-old twins, Noella and Nickolas would sleep for a few hours. I had plans with their mother.

The last year had been amazing and crazy. The best year of my life. I could have never guessed how Angel would change my life. We married last New Year’s Eve right here at the hotel with Porter, West and Pepper as our witnesses. It was only fitting we marry here as it was where we met and would live.

Angel—I never did think of her as Wynter—resigned to start her own accounting business, taking on private clients. She worked out of the penthouse from her own office. We were never very far from one another, which wasn’t something I would have thought I’d ever want, but now I couldn’t stand being apart for more than a few hours.

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