Page 142 of Mountain Men Heroes

“Much better,” he rumbled, his palms pressing into the globes of her ass. Callused and rough on her tender flesh, but she moaned when he parted her, sending a flush of heat over her. A man had never touched her there before and now her entire body was being visually devoured by the possessive alpha.

“Damon,” she pleaded softly.

“It’s okay, angel,” he cut in. “I love everything about your body. Everything. I want to touch and claim every part. Be your first. Your only,” he added in a low voice.

She shivered with eagerness.

She fisted the comforter between her fingers and balled the material into her fist.

Not likely his only after she left, but she appreciated the tenderly spoken words nonetheless. “I’m burning up.”

The bed dipped on either side of her thighs and she stilled as the thick length of his cock slid between her cheeks as he hooked an arm around her waist and hauled her to all fours then pulled her up until her back was against his front.

Slowly she reached behind her and ran the tips of her finger through the lengths of his hair.

She arched and moaned when he teased her asshole with soft swirls of a finger over her back entrance. “Damon.”

“Not yet,” he reassured her, his arm like a safety net around her middle. “Only when you’re ready. For now, I want your sweet pussy wrapped around my cock.”

He breathed heavier.

“That’s what I want first.” As he crooned close to her ear and nibbled on the lobe, he caressed a slow path across her abdomen and dipped a finger between her swollen folds. Pressure built in her center and bloomed through her body, spread until every nerve from head to toe thrummed with invisible energy.

He lightly caressed her clit, and she cried out and reached for her nipples.

“That’s it—pinch them for me.”

She did and her body responded with a rush of warm liquid to wet her folds and slip down her inner thighs. Rapid heartbeats shot her blood pressure through the roof.

Damon slipped a finger into her core then another as he pressed his other hand to the dip in her back.

She inhaled on a gasp. She bowed wanting to find Damon’s waiting hands. Looking over her shoulder, she caught his gaze. “I trust you. I want you to be my first. Take me, Damon. Long and slow, rough and hard. It doesn’t matter. But take me now.” Virginity be damned she needed him. “I’m on the pill. Medical reasons, long story, but stop stalling already.”

“Demanding. I like that.”

The thick head of his cock brushed her clit. Gasping, moaning she pressed back but he caught her and stilled her motions.

“Easy baby. Let me do this for you. Let me make it good as it can be.”

He stroked the blunt head of his cock over the sensitive bud before pulling back through her slick pussy. His thighs pressed into hers. Broken breaths stole from her lips.

The fold of her sex spread wide to accept his thickness but he didn’t penetrate, only teased. Prickling tingles along her senses sent waves of excitement down her spine.

Ivy jerked when she turned to watch Damon over her shoulder as his hands spread her ass wide for his hungry gaze.

He flipped her, wound her legs around him and guided his shaft to her core. He pressed forward, sinking into her and she let out a soundless moan as his girth stretched her, filled her and shot a pleasurable pain through her body. She sucked in a hard breath and her pulse accelerated.

He gripped her curves lightly and pulled out before driving back into her with a gentle thrust, fully claiming her tight, virgin pussy as his. All his. She wound her arms around him, pulled him close until she had his lips on hers. They swallowed each other’s breaths and for that one precious moment she felt wanted, cherished and craved more than the air they breathed.

She dug her heels into him until every last inch of his shaft felt the clench of her channel.

He stilled. “Are you okay, baby?” he asked into the crook of her shoulder. He dusted kisses across the heated flesh and she groaned from the sheer torture of having his lips on her and him not moving inside her.

“Again,” she groaned, rocking her hips.

He delivered on her demand, slowly picking up speed. She could do nothing but hold on and meet each stroke until everything inside her collided with a wave of blue energy. Her eyes slipped closed and behind her lids sheets of electricity rippled and shimmered.

And then it hit her.

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