Claiming Jane – Seal Team Alpha Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 21094 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
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I grunt. “No, we’re just good together.”

Her hand goes to my chest, and for the first time, she’s looking in my eyes without any hesitation. Her hand starts to dip, and when she gets to the waistband of my shorts, she runs a finger along the top, pushing it under the material. I grab on to it to stop her.

“Are you sure?”

She smiles at me cheekily. “Am I sure I want you inside me? Yeah, I’m sure.”

I push her onto her back and hover over her. “Jane, when I make love to you… when I bury my cock so deep into that perfect little cunt and you milk me dry, you’re going to be mine. There won’t be any doubts about who you belong to or how I feel about you. There’s no changing your mind.”

She positions herself so that my hard cock is right at her entrance, and I lower myself just a little as I slide against her sodden pussy.

She lifts her hips. “I was yours seven years ago when I said I do. I was yours while you were halfway around the world and back again. I am yours now and always will be. But you’re mine too, Grant. Remember that. If you take me… if you make me yours, then you’re mine too.”

Her words are like a promise, and I can’t hold back any longer. I peel my shorts off and let them fall to the edge of the bed. Wrapping my hand around my girth, I position myself at her entrance. Slowly, I enter her. The deeper I go, the wider her eyes get.

Her pussy is like a vise, and she clenches on to me. I’ve never felt anything as good as she feels right now.

I push into her until I’m buried into her depth. I wait for her to adjust, and when she lifts her hips ever so slightly, I pull back and then thrust into her again.

“Yes….” she groans.

Over and over, I push and pull, saying her name, telling her how good she feels. She pulls her legs up, taking me in deeper.

I lean over, pressing my lips to hers, devouring her in an all-consuming kiss. “Tell me you’re mine, Jane. I need to hear you say it.”

Her eyes roll into the back of her head. “I’m yours, Grant. I’ve always been yours.”

Reaching between us, I rub my finger along her clit. She vibrates under my touch, and I know she’s close again. “Come for me,” I demand of her.

She comes, and I follow right after. Buried inside her, my cock twitches, painting her insides with my seed. We didn’t talk about birth control or rights and wrongs. None of it matters now, though, because she’s mine.

I’m holding my weight on my legs and forearms, trying not to collapse onto her. Her hands are at my waist as her fingers brush against my sweat-cooled skin. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her I love her, but I don’t. I’m not sure she’ll believe me, especially after what I’m about to do.

I pull out of her, and she winces. It kills me to know that I’ve caused her any pain, but I promise myself I’ll make it up to her. I go and grab a washcloth and turn on the warm water. As I wait for it to heat up, I look back at myself in the mirror over the sink. For the first time in a long time, there’s a light in my eyes. I feel like I’ve been so emotionally detached from the world around me that I wasn’t sure if I would ever be able to feel again. I wet the washcloth and make my way back to Jane. She’s covered up, head to toe, and looking at me with wide eyes.

As I walk into the room, she pulls off the blanket and climbs out of the bed. She’s naked, and already my soft cock starts to harden again. She disappears into the bathroom, and I sit down on the edge of the bed.

When she comes out, she avoids my gaze and climbs onto the bed, pulling the covers up over herself again.

I would give anything to climb in next to her, but I don’t trust myself. “I’m going to go back downstairs.”

“But—” she starts.

I stand up and pull my shorts on. “We can’t sleep together, Jane. It’s not a good idea.”

She bites onto her lip but says nothing.

I walk to the door and stop. She’s still watching me. “Are you okay?” I ask her.

She opens her mouth, closes it again, and then nods her head.

“I’ll see you in the morning.”

She lies down, hiding her face from me.

Walking out of this room is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. Now that I’ve felt what it was like to be in her arms, how can I just walk away?


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