Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22822 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22822 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
I smell her sweet skin as I run the tip of my nose up the curve of her neck. She wraps her arms around me and moans as I start kissing her hot skin.
“Not the whole house,” I say as my dick hardens. She does a sexy little gasp as I press it against her.
“I think you’re wrong,” she says in a breathless tone. “We’ve fucked in the kitchen, the living room, the dining room, on the stairs, hallways, garage, basement, bathrooms, and of course the bedrooms.”
She forgot the walk-in closet. We definitely fucked in there.
“What are we missing?” she asks as I grab her tits that are getting even fuller now that she’s gonna have a baby to feed.
“The attic,” I say as I give them a little squeeze.
“You’re kidding, right?”
I shake my head. “I told you I was going to fuck you in every room in our new house.”
She laughs. “But the attic? What if there are ghosts up there?”
“Then they’ll have a hell of a show.”
It’s been a couple of days since we got the keys to our new house—a gorgeous six-bedroom house on a ten-acre ranch with stunning mountain views. Apparently, Austin has been squirreling all the money he made as Sheriff away for decades. He paid for our dream house in cash.
None of our stuff is in here yet, but that hasn’t stopped us from christening every room on the hardwood floors and tiles.
“I don’t want to go into the attic. It’s spooky.”
My hands slide down to her ass and my blood starts pounding in my ears. I know that if I don’t get my cock into her soon, I’m going to explode.
“I’ll protect you. That’s my job.”
“How am I going to get up the steps? I’m huge! You’re going to make your pregnant mate climb up those creaky steps?”
“No,” I say as I kiss a trail down to the top of her chest. She’s starting to breathe a little harder now. “I’m going to carry you.”
She laughs. “That I would like to see. Okay. If you can get my pregnant ass up those steps, I’ll fuck you in the attic.”
I duck down and scoop her up in one quick motion. She lets out a surprised scream as I pick her up and cradle her to my chest.
“Easy,” I say as I carry her upstairs.
I can smell how wet she is and my mouth is watering as I hurry.
My dick is burning as I pull down the steps to the attic and easily carry her up.
“That was… pretty impressive,” she says with a laugh. Her face is a little uneasy as she looks around at all of the dark corners up here. “Let’s make it fast, strongman.”
I already have my cock out. “One quickie, coming up.”
She pulls up her dress and my eyes roll into the back of my head as I sink my cock into her warm wet little hole.
God damn…
She’s so perfect.
I might just have to fuck her on the roof too…
Epilogue
Ellie
Six years later…
I pack a snowball really hard and launch it at Austin’s ass. It hits his polar bear right in the butt and he turns around with a snort.
“Sorry,” I say with a giggle as the bear seems to shake his head at me. “It was an accident.”
The bear turns back around and I throw another one. This time I miss wildly.
It’s Christmas Day and I’m feeling extra happy. It was snowing when we woke up and it hasn’t stopped. The big fat lazy snowflakes that are taking over the whole sky are making everything feel extra magical this morning.
After we opened the presents and had breakfast, we all came outside to let the bears run around. My four little cubs are frolicking in the snow, wrestling and having a great time as Austin watches over all of us.
I still have a ton of things to do with the entire Ridge family coming over for Christmas dinner tonight, but I’m not worried about that right now. I’m just enjoying the special moment with my family of polar bears.
I’m the only one who’s unable to phase, so I’m the only one freezing my ass off.
My littlest, Mikey, comes charging over and attacks the furry tassels on my boots. His bear is obsessed with them and for some reason has declared war on them. So far, the tassels are winning.
I kick my feet away as he lunges on them and he dives headfirst into the fresh snow. His little face is covered with powder as he pops back up and I laugh at how darn cute he is.
When he’s back to following his dad around, I start to pack some snow to build a snowman. I make three big balls, each one smaller than the last and pile them onto each other. It’s looking pretty good and I even go inside to get a top hat, scarf, and carrot for the nose.