Surviving (Ruined #4) Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Ruined Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
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I gripped a handful of her hair and yanked her face close to mine. Her eyes snapped open. “Not God, baby girl,” I rasped, my heart hammering in my chest, my breaths coming in hot, quick pants. “We may be in His house, but I’m inside of you. My name is the one you call. Not His.”

“Sam,” she whimpered, her eyes fluttering, but when I yanked on her hair again, she snapped them right back open. I wanted her eyes on mine. I wanted to see everything she was feeling as I made her come around my cock. And I wanted to see how fucking good it felt for her when I filled her pretty pink pussy with my cum.

“That’s a good girl,” I rumbled.

She clung to me, allowing me to send her spiraling into orgasm after orgasm until finally, I came inside of her, coating her walls with my cum.

I kissed her hard and deep, our tongues dancing together. “You ready to head to the clubhouse, Mrs. Drew?” I huffed, already half hard inside of her again. But I knew she wanted to get to her reception. I could fuck her as much as I wanted after the party was over.

She aimed a sleepy smile up at me. “I like the sound of that.” Looked like she might need a nap more than she needed to go to our reception, but I wouldn’t ruin her day by ordering her to sleep.

I pressed a quick kiss to her lips, and that sleepy smile widened, making my dick harden all over again. She sucked in a sharp breath of air at the feel of it swelling inside of her again, her eyes coming much more awake. “And I like the sound of you moaning my name,” I told her, thrusting into her again.

The clubhouse could wait.

My wife, however, fucking couldn’t. And judging by her sweet moans, I knew she wasn’t in any rush to get there either. She wanted to be right here with me with my cock shoved deep inside of her warm, wet body.

Epilogue

Sam

Being married to Reina was bliss. A week after we got married, we signed on our house. We were three minutes from the clubhouse on five acres of land and a two-story home. Reina had fallen in love with this house the moment she looked at it. I paid cash for it from my massive savings. I could have made payments if I wanted, but I hated bills. The less I had, the fucking better.

Reina slowly began to sleep at night until she finally could all the time. But if I left for a run, she was up all night and slept during the day. It was something she’d never get over, and I understood that. I never made her feel bad for it, either. Instead, when I came home, I just made sure to help ease her back into the sleep schedule of sleeping at night again.

For my wife, bad shit happened in the dark. That was where the monsters lurked, and I knew the only reason she could sleep at night when I was home with her was because she knew I was the biggest monster in her life.

But I was the monster that protected her.

And now, three years later, we were proud parents of a little boy and a little girl. We never got a chance to have kids of our own; Reina’s menopause hit completely before we could. But we loved these two little monsters as if they’d come right out of her.

Besides, menopause turned out to be not such a horrible thing. There were no more periods, which meant we could fuck whenever the hell we wanted to. And my wife was insatiable with whatever hormones her doctor had her on.

Ryan, our little boy, was seven years old and slightly autistic. Little things set him off, but otherwise, he had adjusted to our life well, and he was happy. And he and Axle were practically BFFs. Anytime those two got together, they were as thick as thieves.

And they got in trouble like it, too. God knew those two kept me and River on our damn toes.

Houston—God knew what her parents were thinking when they named her that—was five years old and the sweetest fucking angel I’d ever seen. And the goddamn smartest, too.

Fuck her parents for abandoning her because she was fucking amazing.

Ryan’s parents had passed away in a car crash when he was an infant, and it was a miracle he’d survived it. He had been in the system for years, no one wanting to adopt him because of his autism. But the moment he’d smiled at me and Reina, we’d known he was the one we wanted. To hell with being different. The kid was bright and an amazing little boy.


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