His Cabin (Sheltered by Him #1) Read Online Frankie Love

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Sheltered by Him Series by Frankie Love
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Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
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Cade’s humming along to the tune of the lullaby I’m singing, even though he’s in the kitchen, stirring something delicious on the stove. I smile to myself, realizing how much these little moments mean to me, to us. We’ve settled into this life—this beautiful, messy, perfect life with our son—and every day feels like a new adventure, a new reason to fall in love with Cade all over again.

As our baby drifts off to sleep, I kiss his soft head, breathing in that sweet, clean baby scent. Gently, I place him in his crib, his tiny body sinking into the mattress, and he stays asleep without a fuss. He’s always been a good sleeper, just like Cade predicted.

I watch him for a moment longer, my heart full of gratitude and joy, before stepping out of the nursery and heading toward the kitchen.

Cade is every bit the part of the loving father and husband, stirring a pot of soup with a content smile on his face. I lean against the doorframe, watching him for a moment before he turns and catches me.

“Hey, beautiful,” he says, wiping his hands on a dish towel as he walks over to me. “You hungry?”

I smile softly, pressing a hand to my breast, feeling the fullness there, the telltale sign that I need relief. "I’m already full," I murmur, and the look we share says more than words ever could.

Since I started nursing, Cade’s fascination with my body has only grown, and together we discovered something neither of us had expected—how much we both enjoy the connection that comes from lactation play. It’s something we stumbled upon during one of our tender, intimate moments after the baby was born, and since then, it’s become one of our deepest, most cherished ways of sharing pleasure.

His eyes darken with desire, and without a word, I know what he’s thinking. We’re both thinking it. Dinner can wait.

“Bedroom?” I suggest softly, my voice filled with anticipation.

CADE

When she says, “Bedroom?” in that soft, breathy voice, I don’t hesitate. I take her hand, leading her down the hallway, my heart racing with a familiar surge of heat and desire. There’s something about Lena—always has been—that drives me to the edge, but since she’s become a mother, watching her body change to nourish and care for our son, that hunger has only deepened.

I guide her into our bedroom, the glow of the bedside lamp casting a soft light over her skin, and I can already feel the need between us. Slowly, I turn to her, my hands moving to the hem of her shirt, lifting it gently, revealing the smooth curves of her skin, her swollen breasts full with milk, her belly still soft from carrying our son. God, she’s gorgeous.

I kneel in front of her, taking my time, my hands sliding down her sides, as I pull down her leggings, feeling the heat of her body beneath my palms. Every inch of her is a reminder of how deeply I love her, how much I crave her. She’s always been beautiful, but now, she’s something more—sensual in a way that goes beyond just her body. It’s the way she looks at me, the way she trusts me with her vulnerability, the way she’s given me everything.

“You’re so beautiful,” I murmur, leaning in to kiss her belly, my lips grazing her skin. “So perfect.”

Her breath catches as my hands move lower, sliding off the last of her clothes, leaving her completely bare before me. I stand, undressing myself quickly, my eyes never leaving hers. There’s something about the way she’s looking at me—full of anticipation, full of desire—that sends a rush of heat straight through me.

I lead her to the bed, guiding her down onto the soft sheets, her body sinking into the mattress as I hover above her. My hands move to her breasts, cupping them gently, feeling the weight of them, full and tender. I lean down, taking one nipple into my mouth, sucking softly, savoring the taste of her, the sweetness of her milk on my tongue.

She moans softly, her hands tangling in my hair as I move between her breasts, licking, teasing, taking my time. I know how much she loves this, how much it turns her on, and it drives me wild knowing I can give her that pleasure.

“You taste so good,” I murmur against her skin, my hand slipping between her legs, finding her wet and ready. “So sweet.”

Her hips arch toward me, her body trembling with need, and I know she’s close, already teetering on the edge. I slide my fingers inside her, stroking her slowly, feeling her tighten around me as her moans grow louder, more desperate.

“Cade…” she whispers, her voice breathless, filled with longing.

I pull back slightly, looking down at her, taking in the sight of her flushed skin, her parted lips, the way her body is already trembling with anticipation. “I want to fill you up again,” I murmur, my voice thick with desire. “I want to make you mine… always.”


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