Page 14 of Wild for the Mountain Man
“Sweet as honey, hot as fire…that’s you, my love.”
Her hands twist in my hair and her hips bounce back and forth as I run my tongue, teeth and lips around her swollen lips until she stiffens, her legs shaking, her pussy pulsing on my tongue, her juices almost drowning me in her pleasure.
“Adam! Adam! Don’t stop!”
“Never. I’ll never stop. Mine,” I snarl, standing up to throw her on the bed, stripping my own clothes off so fast that the shirt rips at the seams and buttons fly. I crawl up her body, growling, my teeth and tongue dipping and trailing along her sensuous curves.
Her head is thrown back, her eyes closed and I grasp her hands in mine, holding her delicate wrists up in one hand. “Open your eyes, angel. I want to see your eyes as I fill you up. I want to know what my wife looks like when I breed her, get her big and round with my baby.”
Her hazel eyes open, hazy, dazed, luminous. “I’m sorry. That’s not gonna work,” she whimpers.
“Why?” I lean back and glare at her.
“Because I’m already knocked up, caveman.” Her radiant smile lights me up. My heart races and she nods her head, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“We’re having a baby?” I whisper, my hands shaking as I drop one to her gently-rounded belly.
“Yeah. We are. Are you happy?”
“I’m so fucking happy, angel! I want to run out there and buy every one of those fuckers out there and drink to let them know how happy I am!”
She snorts. “How about you finish making love to me, caveman? I’d rather celebrate with you if you don’t mind!”
I lean back and stare at her, appalled. “Oh my god! Can we? It won’t hurt the baby will it?”
She rolls her eyes and smirks. “No. It’s totally safe.”
I kiss her gently, my hand gently stroking her tousled hair from her cheek. “I love you so much, angel. You’ve already given me so much and now you’re giving me the family I never thought I’d have. I don’t deserve you but I’m damn well gonna spend the rest of our days proving how much you mean to me.”
Her pouty lips smile gently. “Just make love to your wife, caveman. That’s all I want.”
“Anytime, angel.” And I settle her back, my thick length slipping inside her, pulsing deeper and deeper until I’m buried to the hilt inside her sweet heat. In and out, around and around. Our bodies melt into each other, perfectly in sync. Her thick hips cradle me and she groans as her body rolls up into me. I pull back all the way and then push inside her, feeling her slick walls surrounding me, pulling me deeper, faster, harder.
Her fingernails dig into my shoulders and back and she throws her head back, screaming as her pussy pulses around me, fluttering wildly.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
She writhes, her thighs gripping me tightly as she comes apart under me. A tingle settles in my lower back and runs around until I grunt and my own release spurts out, painting her fluttering tunnel.
Falling across her body, I groan, thrusting into her once, twice, crushing her but unable to stop.
I finally roll off of her and groan, taking her limp body with me, settling her on my chest. She opens a drowsy eye, her cheeks flushed and sweaty and more beautiful than I’ve ever seen her. My hand drifts down and gently covers her belly. “We made a baby.”
“Not tonight,” she giggles.
“No. Not tonight. But we’re having a baby. I hope that she’s a red-headed angel like her mama.”
“I just hope that she’s healthy and happy.”
“Of course. But the thought of raising a perfect daughter that’s the spitting image of the woman who owns my heart is…well, it’s more than I ever thought I’d get in this lifetime.”
“We’re gonna have a baby and then we’re gonna raise a happy, loving family until they grow up and find loves of their own. Hopefully just like our love.”
“Amen to that, my caveman.”
Her head drops to my chest and she sighs, her breath warm on my skin. Her eyes close and I feel her body go limp on me.
I can’t close my eyes yet. This is the first night of many that I’ll have holding the love of my life in my bed and I just want to enjoy this first night for as long as I can.
One day soon, this will seem like one of all our nights. But right now? This night is the best of my life.
With my angel in my arms, I know all the rest of them will just get better and better. I don’t know exactly what I did to deserve her. But I’m the lucky fucker that got her and I’m never letting her go.
She’s my reason for living, my whole world.
I tuck her fiery curls behind her ear, smile and close my eyes, settling in, the gentle beat of her heart against mine, the only sound in the room except her soft breaths.
The melody of her. The sweet song of her is all around me, the scent of her mingling with the scent of our lovemaking finally lulling me to sleep.
Heaven. Home. All the best things in life are her.
