Page 10 of His Bountiful Gifts (Men of the Sea)

RONAN

“But people will see you?”

Ula’s concern is fucking adorable. I brush her cheek with my thumb, wanting to brush away her worry lines.

“I don’t give a fuck.”

Her mouth pops open, making my dick instantly hard. “The world needs to see that you belong to me.”

“But how about the people you’re hiding from?”

“Let them come. This is more important.”

Ula’s staring at me in disbelief.

I haven’t told her how I feel about her until now. It’s time she knew. With a quick movement that pulls at my stitches, I lift her up and hoist her over my shoulder—‘cause, yeah, I’m a fucking caveman where Ula’s concerned.

She gives a surprised squeal as I carry her into the caravan.

I’ve waited long enough. I’ve watched my angel with my cock painfully hard. I would have waited until my body was fully recovered and able to give her the fucking she deserves, but with horny boys sniffing around, I have to claim her now.

My foot kicks the door shut and I slide her off my shoulder, her body pressing against mine on the way down.

So soft. So warm.

She’s looking up at me wide-eyed and innocent as I run a hand over her cheek, down her throat, and over her delicious tits. Her lips part, and she shudders under my touch.

“Angel…”

My hands slide under her top and pull it over her head. Her white lacy bra holds her perfect tits, and I run my hand over them.

“My soul has been yours since I washed up on your beach.” My lips move down her throat and whisper into her ear. “Now I’m going to claim your body as mine.”

As I say the words, I yank at her bra, pulling it apart. She gasps in surprise as the fabric rips and her breasts fall out into my waiting hand.

I drop to my knees and take her left nipple into my mouth, sucking until it hardens under my tongue. She tastes like rosemary and lemons and everything fucking delicious.

Her hands run through my hair, pulling me toward her. She moans as I suck on her nipples, my greedy mouth wanting all of her.

Running my hand up her thighs, I stroke her damp panties, pulling a whimper from her. With a hard tug, I pull those panties right off. The sound of tearing fabric makes my cock ache. Her musky scent fills my nostrils. I need to taste her.

“Sit on the table for me, angel.”

I prop her up on the table and spread her legs.

“Shouldn’t we pull the curtain?” She glances through the open curtains at the trailer park.

“No.” I shake my head. “I want everyone to see that you are mine.”

As I say the words, I jam my finger into her wet cunt.

She gasps, her eyes go wide, and her mouth drops open. Sweet Jesus, I’m about to lose it and I’m not even in her pussy yet.

“I want everyone to see you being claimed.”

My thumb rubs her hard nub as I say it and she whimpers. Her hands grasp the side of the table, and she leans back, opening herself to me.

It’s a beautiful fucking sight. I slide another finger in, but her pussy’s so tight I can barely get it in.

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