I kiss her hard until she's groaning into my mouth. It's only then that I move. My restraint is almost completely gone now. But it's okay; she's already used to my size. Just as I knew she would, Ella's taking all of me. Easily. "I'm going to fuck you now, sweetheart."
"Yes." Her hands slide to my shoulders. "Please. Please fuck me, Jamie."
She doesn't need to ask twice. I pull back, my cock sliding through her wet cream until I'm almost out before slamming back inside her.
Ella cries out, her grip tightening on me, her fingers digging into my muscles.
I do it again, harder this time, so she bounces back on the bed.
Fuck, my girl feels good. So fucking good.
The third time I slam myself home, Ella lifts her hips to meet me, taking me even deeper.
"You're fucking perfect, Ella." I pull out and drive inside her again, each word punctuated with a thrust. "Mine. My wife."
"Yes."
Her moans fuel me. Again, I fuck her deep.
My balls tighten and I know I won't be able to last much longer. I'm about to fill my sweet girl's virgin womb with my hot seed.
The image threatens to push me over the edge. The carnal need to breed this woman and make her mine forever is all-consuming. I need her. I want her. I absolutely have to make her mine. Forever.
"I'm going to fuck a baby into you, sweetheart." My voice is gruff, only barely controlled as I continue thrusting deep insideher. "I'm going to fill you up so full, there's no way we won't make a baby."
Her eyes are wide, her breath coming fast. Her tits are shaking beneath me as we rock together faster and faster. "Yes," the word is hardly more than a moan, but I hear it.
Before I lose control completely, I reach between us and roll Ella's swollen clit between my fingers until she's crying out with her release.
She's still coming hard when I thrust one final time and, with a guttural roar, shoot spurt after hot spurt of my come inside my girl. The first—and only—man who will ever have the sweet fucking pleasure of being inside Ella, filling her up.
Ella
I'm not sure if I passed out, lost consciousness or just fell asleep from sheer and total exhaustion, but when I open my eyes again, it takes me a minute to realize that it wasn't a dream. Jamie's arm is a heavy, comforting weight around my waist.
There's a dull ache between my legs. When I rub my thighs together, I can feel the sticky wetness seeping from me.
Fill you up so full.
I remember Jamie's words while he fucked me. He told me he was going to fill me up and fuck a baby into me. A shiver races through me at the memory. And the subsequent memory of me telling him yes and wanting that more than anything else in the world.
A baby?
Yes.
The thought settles over me as I roll over in bed so I can look at him. Jamie.My man.The thought almost makes me giggle like a silly schoolgirl.
But there was nothing silly about what we just did. That was simply amazing. I know instinctively it was so good becauseJamie is my perfect match. We're meant to be together in every way.
My hand travels up to my belly, where maybe—hopefully—there's already the start of a baby growing there, taking root.
I snuggle closer onto Jamie's chest. I've never felt so good. So settled. So perfectly at home. And it's all because of a website where I was lucky enough to be matched with my mountain man.
My forever.
Jamie
Having Ella in my cabin makes it feel like a home for the first time in all the years I've lived here. The last few days have passed in a blur as we settled into an easy routine that involved late nights learning each other's bodies, followed by lazy mornings in bed, learning even more.
