Page 13 of Guardian of Misty Mountain

Amelia rolls forward, resting her hands on either side of my head. Her lips find mine and we kiss and fuck like the world’s on fire. She buries her face into the side of my neck and sobs as her body shakes and tightens around me. My beautiful woman bites my neck and creams all over my cock as she reaches her climax.

Feeling her orgasm absolutely devastate her snaps something inside of me.

I roll over, changing our position and fucking into that little pussy, unable to control myself. Her back bows off the bed and her legs wrap around me, holding me close. She digs her heels into my ass and claws my back, leaving her mark on me as another orgasm rattles through her.

“So good, baby,” I growl, before claiming her lips as my own.

I devour her, biting at her lips and spearing my tongue inside of her eager mouth, licking up every inch and then sucking on her tongue. It’s a wild, messy kiss, one that matches the way I’m fucking her like a goddamn animal.

I slide one hand down her body and grip her thigh, changing the angle of her hips and helping her meet me thrust for thrust. My cock scrapes against her most sensitive spot with each fierce stroke.

She’s breaking apart for me; I can feel it. Every time I hit the end of her, she cracks a little more, the pressure of her orgasm building and pulsing and pushing her boundaries.

My balls draw up tight as my own orgasm gathers in the base of my spine. My rhythm falters slightly as I try to hold on, needing her to come with me. “Get there, baby, fuck, please get there. Need one more from you.”

“It’s too much, too much, I’m scared…”

“I’ve got you, Amelia. Let go for me, I’m right here. Let go, love. Come for me.”

She sucks in a huge breath and holds it, her entire body trembling, and then freezing. Every damn muscle is pulled so tight as she clings to me with everything she has. With one last brutal thrust, we both shatter completely.

Amelia floods my cock with her release, and I give her everything in return, my cum splashing into her throbbing pussy as she sucks in every last drop. We’re both grunting, shaking, and sweating as we ride that high together.

Eventually, she goes limp in my arms. I bury my face into the side of her neck and pump into her twice more before collapsing. I roll to the side and drape my freshly fucked woman over my chest.

“Holy shit,” she mumbles against my slick skin, her voice scratchy as she catches her breath.

“Yeah,” I agree, just as worn out and in awe as she is. I mean… fuck. If I didn’t know before, I definitely know now – she’s it for me. “Are you okay?” Doubt and worry rush in to take the place of euphoria. “I was so rough with?—"

Amelia cuts me off with a kiss. “You were perfect,” she whispers into my lips before kissing me again. “Absolutely perfect. I can’t wait to do it again.”

I chuckle softly and tuck her back into my side. "Get some rest and then I'll feed you. We have to keep our energy up if we're going to do that again." I cup the side of her neck, brushing my thumb against her throat as I nibble on the shell of her ear. "And trust me, angel. I very much want to do that again and again."

I’m rewarded with a sweet, sleepy smile that warms my heart and fills in the pieces I thought were missing forever. There’s just one thing in the way of our happily ever after, but as soon as I eliminate the threat of her morally bankrupt and evil parents, we’ll be free to live the life we both deserve.

6

AMELIA

Iblink against the soft light pouring through the window, then stretch my sore muscles and smile at the memory of last night. Adrian’s woodsy scent fills my lungs and I roll over, ready to curl up against him and possibly wake him up with a kiss.

To my disappointment, I'm alone in bed. My heart drops as insecurity sweeps through me. Adrian said he loved my curves, but maybe he realized he was way out of my league. Does he regret what we did? Is he afraid I'm going to be too clingy because he took my virginity?

I force myself to take a deep breath and slow the racing thoughts in my mind. It’s then that I hear the water running in the bathroom.He didn’t leave me, he’s taking a shower.

All kinds of filthy thoughts flood my mind and I’m suddenly wide awake and eager to see Adrian’s massive, muscled frame dripping with water. I hop out of bed, still naked, and slip into the bathroom. Steam curls around me, kissing my skin and making me aware of every inch of my sensitive body.

“Amelia?” Adrian asks, opening the shower door just enough to peek out. I catch his eye, a fresh wave of need washing over mewhen he grins seductively. He knows exactly why I’m here. “See something you like?”

“Yeah,” I reply, closing the distance between us and pulling him down for a kiss.

It’s just as explosive as I remember, our tongues warring for control as his hands stroke my body up and down. He cups my ass and lifts me up, placing me next to him in the shower. Hot water stings my skin deliciously, spiking the pleasure already building up deep in my core.

"Fuck, Amelia. I missed you. Missed these lips," he murmurs as he kisses me again, short and sweet. "Missed your skin." He trails kisses across my jaw, down my neck, and over my collarbone. "Missed these perfect breasts," he groans, sucking one of my breasts in his mouth while flicking the nipple on my other breast with his thumb. Everything he does drives me crazy with want and need.

“It’s been like eight hours since we… ya know,” I tease.

“Too damn long,” he grunts, making me giggle. My laughter turns into wanton moans as he kisses lower, kneeling before me. His hands rest on my hips, guiding me backward so I'm leaning against the wall of the shower. “I’ve been dying for another taste.”

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