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“Suck them, baby. Make them nice and wet for me.” I gave her no choice, pumping my fingers in several times. She finally gripped my wrist, telling me by the way she flicked her tongue back and forth she was enjoying the moment.

I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off her or what she was doing, perhaps allowing her to play a little too long. My cock was at the point the pain, increasing my heartrate.

When I removed my fingers, she purposely allowed a popping sound. She could turn on or off the faucet of seduction far too easily. I didn’t waste any additional time, sliding the tips of the two just inside her dark hole. I knew what she’d been trying to tell me before. That she’d never done this before.

That only made the action and the moment that much more special. I’d be the one to claim her virgin ass. I pushed them in slowly, allowing her to get used to the feel of having something buried deep inside. When I flexed them open, she moaned several times. I could tell her eyes remained cinched closed, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to get used to the slice of pain.

“Breathe, darlin’. The discomfort will pass.”

“Fuck, I hope so.”

As she tugged on the bedding, I pulled out, thrusting my fingers into her again. I repeated the move several times until her anal muscles had relaxed somewhat. But there was no waiting any longer for this man. The spigot was wide open and I was very thirsty.

I shifted until I was able to place the tip of my cock against her asshole, wiggling her body slightly until my cockhead was all the way inside. Her tenseness was once again immediate, but it wasn’t long before her breathing was easier.

Her ass muscles were throbbing, which made it tougher to go nice and easy. But I managed, at least while I pushed an inch at a time inside. The moment I sensed she could accept the wide girth, I pulled her back onto my lap, which drove the remainder of my cock inside.

Her scream was breathless but finally brought Max barking and scampering into the room, ensuring his mistress was okay.

The fact he jumped onto the head of the bed, his dark chocolate eyes staring at us made this moment that much dirtier. I sensed she wanted to tell him to get off, but I yanked her head back, just able to capture her mouth with mine. I didn’t have much wiggle room but what I did, I used to my advantage, fucking her tight asshole with slow and determined motions.

She darted her tongue beside mine as she used my bent knees as a way of holding on. I did enjoy the way she clawed my skin, likely leaving marks. I’d wear them like the badge of honor I’d switched on her backside.

When I finally released Noel’s head, we both gasped for air. I was losing control, my stamina not what it used to be or maybe I was far too excited about taking her in the ass. I forced her up and down on my lap, her mews and whimpers echoing in my ears. Did the woman have any idea what she was doing to me?

Probably. Women always knew everything.

There was no reason for my heart to suddenly be heavy, but the flash was real and very painful. It took everything I had to shove it aside so I could continue holding onto that limited control. When she finally pushed off my knees onto all fours, I fisted her hair. That’s the moment I rode her hard, gritting my teeth as my balls started to fill with cum.

I pumped harder and faster, beads of sweat dripping down from my forehead and I could no longer hold back.

As I erupted deep inside, I threw my head back, staring at the ceiling.

Yeah, I was in deep shit.

She wasn’t just a weakness any longer.

She’d become my main cause for fighting.

As well as a reason to live.

CHAPTER 19

Noel

Silence.

I’d been rewarded for our third round of intense passion with another blanket of silence. This time was more oppressive because of our surroundings, the seemingly desolate wilderness that was our home for an unknown period of time.

I wasn’t certain I could handle the feeling of loneliness, even though Max was curled up by my legs, which were hiding under a blanket in front of the roaring fire.

I didn’t expect the man to be the kind of guy who engaged in pillow talk, but in our bantering session earlier, we’d touched on some very dark, secretive issues from our respective pasts. Maybe I was just being a girl in thinking one or both should be discussed.

It was late. The dinner I’d made was edible, but for some reason, I’d lost my appetite. So had he. After rekindling the fire, he’d walked away, leaving me feeling alone and… well, lonely. There was no internet, no way for the single television to capture a signal since rabbit ears wouldn’t work this far up in the mountains.

I’d yet to find anything that could produce music. I could work on my book to pass the time but honestly, I didn’t have the energy. By now, somebody had to know I was missing. Zoe? Vicky? How long would it be until they called the police? Would they find my house destroyed? Would the bastards intent on using me against Kage continue to hunt us and even worse, figure out where his grandfather’s cabin was?

The questions would never be answered. I just knew it in the back of my mind.

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