Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
I need to cum all over her womb. I need to breed her.
The urge is taking over. I want her pregnant with my child. I want my seed to be planted inside her. I want my child growing in her belly.
The need becomes unbearable. It’s too much to handle.
I scoop up her legs and turn her. Her back drops onto the couch. She whimpers as I spread her legs and thrust in hard, slamming my dick into her pussy in the missionary position.
Breed her. Breed her.
Those two words are ripping through my thoughts as I thrust in harder and deeper.
I want to slow down for her. I shouldn’t be so rough, but there’s no stopping this. I need my mate bred like I need air in my lungs.
“Cum on me,” I growl as I slide my cock through her virgin pussy. “Make this sweet little pussy cum for your man.”
She cries out, louder and with more urgency. She’s so close. So am I…
“Cum on my dick,” I hiss through gritted teeth as I fuck her faster. “I want to feel you cumming all over me.”
Her back arches. She cries out. Her eyes squeeze shut. And she cums. Hard.
Her cunt squeezes my cock tighter than ever as I thrust in and out of her at a relentless pace.
This is more intense for her than all the other times combined. Her whole body is trembling.
The feel of her tight pussy cumming on a cock for the first time launches me over the edge. I thrust in hard, pushing my dick as far in as it can go, and release.
She moans when she feels my hot load entering her.
“That’s it,” I whisper as I tilt her hips up, so my seed can get where it needs to go. I want it headed straight to her fresh womb. I want her bred.
“Oh shit,” she whimpers as another hot surge leaves my balls and enters her pussy.
I hold myself inside her until I’m sure there’s nothing left. Only then do I pull out and collapse onto the couch.
Her eyes are closed, but mine are open. I’m still admiring her naked body all flushed pink with a sexy sheen of sweat.
The desire to bury my head between her legs comes roaring back, but I fight it off. There will be plenty of time for that later. We have a whole lifetime to be together and explore every intimate area. Still, my mouth waters at the thought.
Just a quick little nap, I tell myself as I close my eyes. And then we can get up and do it all over again.
Chapter Nine
Warren
“They’re gone?” Daisy asks as we look down at the valley in the distance. It’s the next morning and we’ve hiked back to my ranch. The private jets and giant tent are gone, but I still feel uneasy. So does my bear. He’s pacing inside, unsure about this.
“I don’t know,” I tell her as I survey the area. Besides the new dirt runway and plane tracks still cutting up my valley, there’s no sign that they were ever there. “We’re upwind, so I can’t catch any scents.”
“It looks okay.”
I exhale long and hard as I look at the forest, at the barn, at my house. I don’t like the idea of going down there and walking into an ambush with my girl. Those were rich powerful men last night and rich powerful men don’t let things go easily.
“You should stay at the cabin while I check things out.”
“No,” she says with a stubborn shake of her head. “We’re mates, which means we’re partners now. We’re going together.”
I don’t like it, but I can tell she’s going to fight me on this one.
“Fine,” I say. “You can come, but stay by my side. We’ll go to the house to feed Snoops and let him out.”
“Snoops?”
“My German Shepard.”
“I love German Shepards!” she says with an excited squeal. “Is he named after Snoopy?”
“Nope. Snoop Dogg,” I say with a laugh. “It was playing in the car on the way home from the breeder and he kept howling to it.”
She smiles and my heart nearly gives out. “I can’t wait to meet him.”
“He’s going to adore you. But not as much as I do. That’s not possible.”
We hold hands as we head down the slope and onto the ranch. I’m on full alert as I bring my precious cargo to the house. I don’t want anything to happen to her. I could never live with myself if it did.
We hurry along the old barn. There’s no one hiding inside.
I guess I’m not going to be able to rebuild it now. I know I’m not getting the money that Coco St. James promised. The deal was broken as soon as I charged in and stole one of her girls. It’s impossible to steal what belongs to you, but Coco is not going to see it that way.