Page 17 of The Beast of the Mountain
“I’ll be gentle. Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you.”
I palm her belly as I imagine it swelling, growing our child. Fuck, I’ve never wanted something so bad before. Never knew I wanted a family until I met Riley.
“I’m not on birth control,” she says.
“I’m not using a condom. I want everything with you, Riley. I don’t want you to leave. I want you to stay here with me. I want you, Riley. Do you want that? Do you feel the same way?”
My cock is sliding back and forth against her belly. I can’t stop myself, but if she doesn’t feel the same I will. I’ll end it. It will tear me apart but I don’t see it any other way. I want everything with Riley and if she doesn’t feel the same… Maybe it wasn’t meant to be.
Her fingers slide over the head of my cock and she smiles. “I’m not going anywhere. Make me yours.”
And for the second time today, my angel brings me the salvation my soul needs. “I love you, Riley.”
“I love you, Bear.”
A growl rattles in my chest as I slide my cock back and then thrust it forward, the tip lodging into her hot little hole.
“Fucking tight,” I grit, fingers digging into her thighs as Riley moans.
“Harder,” she rasps. “Keep pushing.”
“Let me know if I’m hurting you, Riley.”
Her teeth scrape against her bottom lip as she nods. I lean forward, pressing my fists into the mattress beside her as I push cock deeper, fighting for centimeters against her resistance.
“Breathe for me, sweet girl,” I rasp, stroking her cheek before kissing her forehead. “Let me in.”
Riley’s lips part as a small puff of air escapes her lips.
I gain an inch, retreating and thrusting, repeating it until I’m halfway there and my girl’s moaning, nails digging into my arms.
“Like that,” she says, “It feels so good.”
“Feels like heaven,” I groan. “You’re squeezing me. Milking my hard cock, aren’t you?”
I’m not sure how long I’m going to last inside Riley, her pussy like a vice grip around my cock. Each thrust sends me closer to the edge.
I drive deeper inside of her and she lets out a hoarse moan, her nails dragging across my back. Her tits start bouncing as I increase my pace, thrusting as my eyes take in the beauty of her. I don’t know where to look because every inch of her is pure sexiness. Perfect feminine beauty and all I can think about is how lucky I am that her car died on my mountain and I found her. I found my wife.
Soon. I’m not letting her leave this mountain without a ring on her finger. Scratch that. I’m not letting her leave this mountain at all.
“Harder,” she moans. “Don’t hold back, Bear. Fuck me good.”
Something else takes over. Primal and base. I’m a fucking caveman who found his mate and isn’t going to stop until he claims her as his own.
“You like that?” I growl, gripping her hair tightly in my fist as I drive harder into her. “You like my thick cock inside your tight little pussy?”
She makes a throaty noise.
“Words, sweet girl,” I rasp into her ear as I keep driving into her, bottoming out inside her as I fill her with my cock. “I want you to tell me.”
“Yes,” she moans. “I love the way your cock fills me up. Don’t stop.”
That's all I need to hear. I drive into her as the bed frame cracks and creaks, threatening to buckle beneath us. Doesn’t matter. Let it break. Nothing’s going to stop me now.
Her body’s rigid, tightly coiled like her pussy around my cock. The way she’s moaning and holding onto me makes it clear that she’s close.
“I-I’m—oh fuck, Bear!”she cries out, her eyes shutting as she arches against the mattress, her orgasm wrecking her.
