Page 27 of Romanced By the Mountain Man

She beams up at me. “I like that plan, Mr. Shaw.”

I put my arm around her shoulders and kiss her temple. She’s so soft and sweet. So mine. “We’re going to write a beautiful love story together, and it starts right now.”

Together, we make our way to the wedding chapel. Roman and Rafe corral the fur babies at my feet and take their places beside me.

Jacob is our ring bearer, having recovered from his brief cold. Pride is etched on his little face at being given the most important job. I look at him and hope that one day I get to have sons. Sons to love and mentor throughout their lives.

Gwen’s parents walk her down the aisle and pass her to me. They just gave me the most precious treasure in all of the world, and I’ll always love her. Always protect and pleasure her.

When the priest pronounces us man and wife, I don’t even wait for him to finish. I kiss my girl straight on the mouth, sweeping my tongue into hers. I devour her, like the beast I am because I don’t care that we have an audience.

I only let her go when the priest clears his throat and murmurs something about children being present. I break the kiss and pull my wife even closer. I need these curves pressed up against me. Need her to understand that I’m her man now. “You’re my fated mate. I’ll never let you go now.”

Gwen is mine. I’ve claimed her heart and her soul. I’ve put my ring on her finger, and there’s one last thing to do—put my baby in her belly. I plan to work on that immediately.

EPILOGUE

GWEN

The musclesin my legs are burning, and my breath is coming in short pants. I jump over a branch and pause to listen. Forest noises filter into my awareness. Birds chirp in the trees above me. The wind rustles through the leaves.

A rabbit hops from beneath a bush. I make eye contact with him, and we hear it at the same time. We’re two animals of prey being hunted. The heavy thud of my man’s boots sets us both in motion. He dives back under the bush while I take off sprinting again.

The past twenty minutes are catching up with me, my body is exhausted from our game. I slow, trying to catch my breath, and he pounces out of nowhere. Like the apex predator he is, Blade cages me into his arms.

His bare chest is hot against my skin, and his heart pounds beneath my ear. But I don’t have long to register these sensations before he pulls me onto the forest floor that’s muddy from the recent spring rains.

I’m laughing as we go down, delighted to be captured. There’s something about running and knowing he’s following me. My man won’t let me get away, not ever, and something about that makes me warm inside.

He yanks down the top of my dress, exposing my breasts. There’s no one out here but the two of us. It’s one of my favorite things about living in the country. There are no limits. When we need each other, we just take our pleasure right where we are.

We’ve been married for a year now, and I expected that we’d stop wanting it so much. But that hasn’t happened. It’s always so good when we’re together, and we’re constantly learning more about each other.

“You tried a different trail this time,” he growls before he descends on my tits. His teeth scrape against my nipples, and I gasp at the sensation. I’ve been extra sensitive here lately. I wonder if he’s noticed yet.

“Wanted you to work for it,” I tease as he bunches up the skirt of my dress. His fingers skim along my belly and don’t stop. I can’t wait until there’s a tell-tale sign there. For now though, I suppose I should be grateful. I’m not so sure he’ll chase me down once he knows.

He runs his hand lower, cupping my wet pussy. He dips a finger inside to find my center already drenched. All I have to do to get like this is put on my special running shoes. Because the moment I do, I know he’ll chase me.

Blade lifts his head from my breasts to scowl even as he spreads my moisture around, coating my pussy lips in my juices. “No panties?”

I shake my head, aware that it’s messing up my cute braid. I don’t care. I love being like this with him, when neither of us are overthinking. We’re just here together in the moment.

He smacks my pussy lightly. “Naughty girl.”

The slight sting only has me groaning and spreading my thighs even further apart. For days now, I’ve felt like I was on the edge of coming. Every look, every touch from Blade. I constantly crave him, and after the test I took this morning, I finally understand why.

He brings his hand to his lips, licking my taste off his fingers. Just the sight has fresh moisture gushing from my body.

He knows what it does to me to see him enjoying my flavor. He smirks at me as he licks his fingers clean. I recognize that look. It’s the one that says he wants to draw this out, to spend hours teasing me. But I don’t need that right now.

I call his name in a breathy whimper. “Need you.Please.”

It’s my plea that does it. That has him yanking his pants down to take me right here in the muddy forest. I learned very early on in our marriage that Blade will deny me nothing, especially when I beg him.

He shoves his thick cock inside of my drenched pussy, swearing under his breath the whole time. “Fuck, sweetheart. Why are you always so tight and wet?”

I whimper at the slick friction, at the feeling of being so completely filled by the man that’s more than just my husband. He’s my best friend. My biggest defender. My soulmate. “You do this to me.”

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