Page 26 of Accidentally Kidnapping the Cowboy

I stare up at him.

“It’s okay if it takes you longer?—”

“Is the male refractory period about how long it takes you to get hard again?”

He blinks. “Yes.”

“You’re hard again.”

“Took me less time than I expected. Maybe that’s love’s sweet curse. I’m going to be chasing you around with hard-ons for a while, needing to be inside you.”

“Then be inside me.” I reach for him. “Let me love you right back, Zane Andrew Lowry.”

“Not yet, Daisy. After?—”

“What can a judge say to make this more right?” I shake my head. “I want you now.”

“If I take you now, I’m breeding you.” He braces himself on one arm and uses his other hand to tug my dress down, baringmy unbound breasts. “Is that what you want? You want me to fill you with my seed?”

“Yes,” I pant.

He cups my tit, making my nipple a taut peak, and he ducks his head. His breath is hot against my pebbling flesh. “I’ll love seeing your body change. Making these tits all milky.” He licks at me, and I cry out. “Will you make milk for Daddy?”

He knows the answer already.

There will be no limits between us.

He is my Daddy, my teacher, my guide. If he wants it, I will let him suckle at me as he puts baby after baby in my belly.

“You have to make me pregnant first before there’s milk,” I whisper.

His grip on me tightens, his fingers leaving marks on my breast. “That’s right. And you want me to take you now? You mean it?”

“I do.”

It feels as reverent as a wedding vow.

“Tell me again that you love me, Daisy, and I will make you mine.”

“I’m already yours,” I whisper. “Zane, I love you too. I have from the very first second I saw you. I love you with all my?—”

As I breathe my promises to him, he lifts my hips and changes the angle between us. His cock notches against my entrance, and as I whisperheart, he slides into me.

It’s not easy, and it’s not fast, but he knows what he’s doing in a way that I didn’t, and so there’s less pain and more pleasure. He doesn’t stop until he is buried all the way inside me, until my body has fully made room for him, and we are as close as we could possibly be.

“Just keep breathing. Daisy,” he growls.

I didn’t realize I wasn’t.

But it is hard to catch my next breath, hard not to feel faint, for my head to not spin as a wild torment of new sensations fills my body.

“It’s too much,” I cry, suddenly alarmed as the full awareness of how big he is inside me finally lands.

“Nothing’s too much between us,” Zane promises with complete confidence. “I’ve got you.”

“Hold me tight,” I beg and he does, wrapping both arms around me, holding me up, cradling me in his arms as he thrusts again, just as deep, returning with each snap of his hips to the space in my body that now has his mark all over it.

“You feel incredible,” he breathes. “You’re so tight, you’re so perfect. I waited for you my whole life, and now that I’ve found you, I’m never letting you go. I’m going to be the most adoring husband to you. I promise that.”

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