Page 22 of Mountain Men Heroes

Drake rolled her to the side, his delicious weight pinning her in place. “You know you just proposed to me?”

“Blame it on the corporate upbringing, I suppose. Go after what you want kinda thing.”

A smile teased his lips. He leaned in and glanced small kisses along her collarbone and over the dip in her shoulder. Between her legs, his shaft grew thick and hard again. The fat head already seeking entrance. She dipped and rolled her hips, sinking deeper into the quicksand of desire that threatened to swallow them whole. And she didn’t mind.

Strained against her sensitive pussy, Drake paused. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure whatever the letter says won’t sway me one way or another. I want this. To be honest, I have wanted it since before I left. I was just too young to understand. I wanted you the first time you took me right here. The night we lost our virginity together should have been the night we married. I still can’t decide if we got lucky I didn’t get pregnant. If you’ll have me now, we can spend the rest of our lives making up for lost time. Besides, maybe now, fate is making it up to us.” She rubbed her flat stomach and saw when he caught on.

With a slow glide, he stretched her opening and took everything she offered to him.

Nine

Holding onto his control took every ounce of energy he possessed. Her tongue darted out and lashed against his nipples in turn, which drove him fucking crazy. He wanted to take it slow, but she was making it so damn difficult.

Perspiration eased down his temple as he fought to rein in his control. He rose to his knees and pulled her along with him. Swiftly he turned her, spreading her knees wide. Leaned back against him, her back to his front, be brushed his cock head along the creamy wet seam of her pussy. His juices spilled from her, and it made his shaft grow harder. He pulled her long hair to pool over her shoulder and wrapped the strands around his hand, tugging her head to the side, exposing her neck.

Her lashes lifted and she glanced at him, her gaze satisfied. Kiss-swollen lips parted, he angled her head to his and devoured her mouth. He groaned into her hot mouth the second her teasing tongue brushed against his. He pulled out, paused then drove in hard and he was right there to swallow her cries of pleasure.

Holding onto his arm around her waist, she moaned a throaty groan that made him impossibly harder, thicker. So larger her soft pussy walls clenched around him and milked his cock with each stroke. Heavy tension tightened his balls and he could feel his release building. Her core clutched him with a tight grip.

She pinched her nipples, making her pussy clench around his cock even tighter.

“Fuck, Esmeralda. You’re going to make me come. Not yet. Not fucking yet, woman.”

Not yet.

“Harder,” she commanded.

He delivered.

Her eyes drifted closed as she reached between them and raked her kitten claws over his balls.

He jerked, driving into her harder. His fingers tightened in her hair and he forced himself to slow his pace. His woman would reach her climax with him.

He clamped her closer, raking his teeth along the juncture of her shoulder and neck in time with her nails. God, she made his control slip every second she touched him.

He buried his face in her neck when she cupped his balls.

“I’m cumming, sweetheart, cum with me,” he gritted out.

He brought them both to their knees as her pussy rippled around his shaft. Each shuddering pulse of sensation her orgasm fed her only amplified through him.

She screamed, her head falling back to rest on his shoulder. There was no going back from this.

Hot cum spilled from his cock with each pulse of her pussy. He moved in and out of her gently, easing her back to earth alongside him. Those beautiful green eyes found his and he stroked a thumb down her cheek.

When he finally caught his breath again he asked, “Are you okay, baby?” He pressed kisses to her temple.

Her delicate body relaxed into his embrace. Gently he laid her out beneath him and scanned her face for any signs of regret. Her eyes drifted open. He couldn’t breathe from the beauty that looked back at him.

Reality finally hit in that second. She was his for now, forever.

She fell back against the makeshift blankets, parting her slender legs, her folds swollen from the lovemaking and his cum dripping to wet her ass and thighs. Lightly she stroked a finger down one thigh and then up the other. Swiftly he gripped her hands and stilled her from touching the flesh he owned. If anyone got to play in the aftermath of their lovemaking, it was him. She cocked a brow as if to dare him to do something. “When I get you home, I’ll meet that dare.”

Her hot little fingers found something else to torture him with as she ran them through his tousled hair. “Was that a yes?”

He nodded. “I’m yours and your mine. Does that scare you?” He leaned in and nipped at her bare shoulder.

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