Page 48 of The First Day of Breeding Season
“Yes…” I grab his hands and bring them to my waistband. “I’m so empty, Drew.”
“My cock needs to be in your pussy. Tonight.”
“Now,” I pant. “Please. Cover me. Mount me.”
“Right here?” He unzips my jeans, shoving his hand down the front of my panties.
His fingers feel so good. I wrap my arms around his neck, anchoring myself as he strokes over my mound, my clit, and then—oh,oh—between my lips, to where I’m already slick for him.
“Oh, fuck, Brynn. You’re ready, aren’t you?”
I sob as he shoves my jeans down my thighs. I’m glad I wore an older pair tonight, that are soft and have some stretch, because when I fall onto my knees in the grass, they give me just enough room to spread my legs and tip my hips back.
Drew follows me down, his body covering mine. His mouth hot on the back of my neck as he palms my ass, then slides his fingers between my cheeks.
I squirm against his touch, desperate for it.
His voice rasps low and hot in my ear. “Good girl, rub your wet little cunt on my fingers. Show me how much you need my dick. I want you to come like this, yeah? Come like a horny girl I know you can be, and then I’ll give you my cock if you can take it.”
“I can take it,” I pant. A hopeful promise.
“Show me how you can.” He shifts, straddling my legs with his, moving his weight to behind me.
Pressing me down, his hand big and strong on my back.
My hips tip up and his fingers drag through my more exposed folds, right to my entrance.
I moan into the soft, sweet grass under my face.
“Show me,” he repeats. “Be a good girl for me, Brynn.”
And he slides a thick, stretching finger all the way into me, until his knuckles bump against my wet sex.
I scrabble at the grass, fisting the ground beneath me, as my body adjusts to the intrusion.
The delicious, shocking intrusion.
He pumps in and out of me slowly, twice, then adds another finger.
“Oh,” I breathe. My eyes go wide. And my hips push back against him.
“There you are. That’s it. Fuck, you’re pretty like this, you know that?”
My cheeks burn.
I feel…something. I wouldn’t have said pretty. I’m sure this looks completely slutty, in fact. But I feeldesired. I know he’s looking at where his fingers pump in and out of my body, and even though I can’t see him, Iknowhe’s aroused.
“You are so pretty like this,” he repeats. “A pretty girl who looks like she wants to get bred.”
“Drew…”
“Is that what you need today, sweetheart? It’s the first day of breeding season. Did you come up this mountain so I would put a baby in you?”
“Yes,” I sob.
“You gotta say it. I need to know you want me to cover you. Because once I’m inside of you, I’m never letting you go. If you want me to breed you, I’m going to marry you, too.”
CHAPTER 20
