Page 16 of Marked By the Mountain Man
It’s the most honest thing I’ve ever felt in my life.
“Look at me, honey,” he growls. “Fuck!”
I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders, feeling the strain on the fabric as his muscles flex with each thrust.
I’m soaked and moaning, legs latched around his waist, bouncing with each lunge. “Right there!”
“That’s right, honey. Take my cock like a good girl.” Eyes dark and feral, his gaze never leaves mine.
The trees move around us, pine needles dancing to the ground in a soft hush of perfection as the air inside the little clearing settles, echoing the sounds of our bodies slapping together.
Leaning back, he lifts my leg over his shoulder and bends in again, changing the angle just enough that his massive cock hits a spot I didn’t know was there. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt.He’s so deep, I’m spread wide, and whatever he’s hitting is like nirvana on cocaine.
I’m going to explode.
His thick hand grips my throat, and he leans into my ankle, sinking his teeth into my skin with a deep, guttural growl. “You’re my girl.”
“I’m your girl,” I repeat, my stomach filled with butterflies as his body scrubs against my clit, driving me closer to the edge.
Oh damn, I’m not gonna make it!
“Come for me, honey. Come on my cock,” he groans, pumping into me harder, his teeth still scraping my ankle.
Oh God, I’m gonna come!
Thighs clenching, my eyes still on him, a surge of energy spreads and implodes, traveling up through my hips and into my groin as I spill my juices out onto his thick cock.
My back arches away from the warmed earth, my fingers curl into his biceps, and my eyes squeeze shut. I’m done for. He’s wrecked me, and holy fucking hell… I want more.
Chapter Six
Knox
I can’t remember the last time I was with a woman like this. Maybe never. Probably never. I’m sure that makes me pathetic, but this moment is more raw, more real than anything I’ve ever experienced.
Juniper lays beneath me, her long dark hair splayed out over the mossy earth, her big dark eyes staring up at me, tears welling in the corners as she moans out in relief.
I could die right here, right now, and whatever we’re sharing would be worth it.
Her tight little pussy clenches down around my cock, tightening her grip as I thrust in harder and faster. I’m desperate to come, but at the same time I want this to last. I want to memorize her sounds, remember the way her skin feels under mine, learn by heart the angles she likes best, and study how she moves when I thrust at different speeds.
Fuck!
I lower her leg and lean into her closer, desperate to feel her skin on mine. “Tell me you feel this too.”
Her breath catches as she stares up at me, still reeling from her orgasm. “I do. I certainly do, Knox. Come inside of me. I want you to fill me up.”
I’m not the kind of guy who’s ever thought about a family. Not once. I’ve thought about a partnership where the workloadgets split, but I’ve never in my life had thoughts of caring for a woman, holding her, and filling her up with a load of babies, but here the fuck I am, desperate to spill every drop of my seed inside of her. I need to mark her tight, little pussy, and make sure no one touches her ever again.
I thrust in harder and lean into her neck, biting down on her shoulder. She winces and grips my back, arching into me. “Make me yours. Come inside of me.” There’s this little whine in her voice that takes me over the edge. It’s soft, feminine, and edging on frantic.
Leaning back a bit, I look down at her sweet face. She’s flushed with pink cheeks, her hazel eyes wild with need.
Fuck. “You look at me like that, and,” pressure builds deep in my core, and suddenly a rush of pleasure radiates as I continue to pound against the thick lips of her pussy, “you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she pants, her tone exhausted sounding.
For a long moment, I stay put, brushing her hair back, looking down into her eyes, holding her close. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? I know that was pretty raw.”
