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"Fine, but if I get bit, I'm locking you out there," Isa grumbled. It was adorable that she thought she was faster and stronger than I was to make that happen.
"I'm not making any promises," I teased. "Sometimes, the urge to bite just takes over."
Isa rolled her eyes as she opened the doors and stepped outside, but the giggle that followed her onto the balcony let me know her annoyance wasn't real. I dimmed the lights in the room before shutting the doors behind us. The darkness wrapped around us like a warm blanket as I reached over my head and pulled my shirt off.
"It feels so cozy out here," Isa commented as she rested her hands on the railing and looked at the view. From here, we could see Sunflower Falls twinkling at the base of the mountain. "I love a good cozy spot."
I made a mental note to build Isa the coziest fucking cabin the world ever saw as I slid my hands over her hips and tugged her back slightly to grind my cock against her delectable ass. Isa let out a small, appreciative moan as she pressed against me harder. I trailed my fingers under her shirt as she leaned back against my chest, slowly lifting it off. I tossed the shirt behind me and quickly added Isa's bra to the pile.
I cupped her breasts, pinching and plucking her nipples into stiff peaks while trailing lazy kisses from the base of her ear to her shoulder. With a chuckle, I bit into the spot where her neck met her shoulder, and felt my desire spike at the whimper Isa made in response. God help me if Isa ever realized the power she held over me. "Hands on the railing, Isa," I ordered gruffly, as I placed her hands where I wanted them. "Don't let go."
I slid my hands up her arms, over her shoulders, and down her back. I grabbed her hips again and pulled her back so that she was bent over. I pushed her shorts and panties off and kicked them out of the way.
"Perfect," I murmured as I smoothed my hands over her ass. When I dipped a hand between Isa's thighs and found her wet and ready for me, I became unhinged. She needed me just as much as I needed her. "Don't let go," I reminded her as I pulled her back a half step more and guided my weeping cock to her entrance. I didn't have the restraint to build it up or tease either of us, so I didn't bother trying. Instead, I slowly sank into her until I was as deep as I could be.
"Fuck, Little Bell, you take my cock so well, baby. Such a good fucking girl for me. How do you want it, Isa? Hard and fast or nice and slow?"
"Hard," Isa moaned. "Just fuck me, Nate. Take me."
She didn't have to tell me twice. I pulled out until only the tip was still inside of her and then snapped my hips forward at the same time as I pulled her back, slamming back into her andmaking her grunt from the impact. The pace I set was punishing and desperate, and our cries of pleasure broke the silence of the night, bringing the forest to life around us.
"Nate!" Isa yelled as she clung to the railing, as if it were a lifeline.
"That's it, Isa. Scream my name. Tell anyone within earshot who this pussy belongs to. Who you belong to. I'm never letting you go. You're mine."
"And you're mine," Isa growled in response, causing my pace to falter at the possessiveness in her tone. "Say it!"
I didn't respond to her demand as it sent me into a frenzy. I drove us both over the cliff, our orgasms crashing into us in a chorus of pleasure that echoed around us. We panted as the forest settled down again, and when I finally deflated and slipped out of her, I pulled Isa against me, massaging her stiff hands.
"Mind, body, and spirit, Isa," I said solemnly. "You own me mind, body, and spirit.”
Chapter twenty-one
Isa
Waking up in a giant, fluffy bed was infinitely better than waking up on a half-deflated air mattress in a tent. While I appreciated the opportunity to go camping, we learned a valuable lesson: I was not an outdoors girl. At all. Luckily, the guys didn't like it much either. As my mind shifted to my hunks, I realized as I stretched out on the bed that I was alone. I would have to learn to wake up earlier when they do. I didn't like waking up alone. I took care of the pesky personal needs and then went in search of my guys... and breakfast. I found them cooking together in the kitchen and paused in the doorway to watch the cuteness before me.
They were all shirtless in loose sweatpants. Dom and Nate were standing at the stove while Evan was near the ovens. Every surface in the kitchen was covered in evidence of their work. It was a mess. But the smells were mouthwatering, as was the view. As I watched them, I debated on what I wanted more, breakfast or them. I was pretty sure if I spread myself out on theisland naked, they'd happily abandon their cooking. My stomach growled, making its presence and needs known. Food first, then we can play.
"I think you're burning the pancakes," Dom said to Nate as he glanced at the pan beside his.
"Why don't you focus on not fucking up the scrambled eggs?" Nate replied.
"Not that anybody asked, but my bacon is cooking up beautifully," Evan said as he peeked into one of the ovens on the wall.
"Considering all you have to do is stand there, the bacon better come out perfect," Dom said as he pushed eggs around in the pan.
"What time is it?" Nate asked as he flipped a very dark pancake.
"Eight-thirty," Evan replied as he checked his watch.
"Start a new pot of coffee. Isa should be up soon. And someone needs to start the breakfast potatoes."
"Those will have to wait until one of us is done," Dom said.
"Need help?" I asked as I gave up my post and strolled into the kitchen. All three men jumped in surprise and spun to face me.
"You aren't supposed to be awake yet!" Evan accused.
