Page 16 of The Beast of the Mountain
And as I lower myself, I slide my fingers beneath the waistband of her shorts and pull, tugging them off her hips and revealing her soft mound.
“Jesus,” I gust out, sliding her shorts the rest of the way off and onto the ground. I don’t have to touch her to know she’s wet. She’s glistening and my mouth is watering.
Riley moans as I slide my hands along her thighs, fingers brushing against her swollen pussy before retreating down her legs and spreading them wider.
“You’re so wet, Riley. You’ve got a perfect little pussy.”
She moans and I glance up at her. Her shirt’s no longer on and she’s cradling her tits, massaging them as she stares at me with hazy eyes.
“I’ve been wet from the moment I saw you swinging that axe. Cracking that wood like it’s nothing. God, you’re strong. And big. And…mine.”
Jesus.
Holy shit.
What the fuck?
I never knew a single word could tear me asunder and stitch me back up again, but that’s what happened. It felt like my heart exploded in my chest when Riley saidmine.
Mine. Mine, mine, mine.
Another savage roar tears through me as I lower myself, lips inches from her glistening lips, her arousal infiltrating my body like a drug. “I’m going to kiss this sweet little pussy of yours. Would you like that?”
“Yes,” she moans. “No one’s kissed me there before.”
“Are you a virgin?” I gust, eyes snapping to hers in disbelief.
“Twenty-six and a virgin. Something must be wrong with me, right?”
“Hardly,” I growl, turning my attention to her pussy. “If something’s wrong with you then there’s something doubly wrong with me. Thirty-four and a virgin.”
“What? How in the world di—didohbear!”
I lick a line across her pussy, her juices coating my tongue as I rivet her in place with my arms. “No one,” I growl, licking her again, tearing another moan from her lips. “There’s been no one, Riley.” I wrap my lips around her clit and suck, her hips bucking against my mouth as I swirl my tongue across her nub.
“Only you,” I snarl as she grips my hair, urging me on. “There will only be you.”
Another taste and I fucking lose it. Nothing has tasted better than Riley’s virgin pussy. She may not believe it, but it’s the truth—there’s been no one but her. No one’s ever driven me wild like her. I thought I might’ve been broken. I thought something was wrong with me, but as it turns out, fate had other plans for me. Other plans for us.
I’ve been waiting thirty-four years for Riley, and I’d wait thirty-four more if it meant I could love her for the rest of my life.
“Bear,” Riley cries out as I devour her pussy like it’s my last meal.
This has to be heaven. I can’t imagine anything better than my girl squirming and moaning from my lips, begging and pleading with me to keep going. She doesn’t need to beg. No need to plead. I’m not going anywhere until I feel my girl come on my lips.
And when her voice is raw and ragged from screaming my name, I’ll make her mine. My flesh will be raw and bloodied from her nails digging into me.
“Just like that,” she moans in a single breath. “Just like—ohmygod,”
Everything clenches as her moans subside and her breathing stills—a beat of silence before she screams. Holy fuck does she let it out—loud enough to shake the walls and scare off any animal within a mile radius of this cabin. Her body rattles and shakes, bucking against me as I keep French kissing her sweet little pussy.
My beard is coated in her juices, and in a moment, her womb will be coated with mine. I’m breeding my fucking girl. I’m filling that belly with my seed.
I pull back, sliding off the bed as she writhes against the sheets, eyes closed and overwrought from her orgasm. I slip off my jeans, underwear, socks, and boots. I was so focused on her that my boots were still on.
I slide back on the bed, the mattress dipping beneath my weight as I grab Riley’s knees, spread her legs, and slip between them.
“Holy shit,” she says, gasping when she sees my cock, fully erect and sliding up and down her belly, precum leaking all over her soft skin. “How is that going to fit?”
