The Cowboy’s Claim (Men of Copper Mountain #5) Read Online Aria Cole

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Novella Tags Authors: Series: Men of Copper Mountain Series by Aria Cole
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Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
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She covers my hand with hers, her smile so full of love it knocks the wind out of me.

“Guess it’s a good thing I swerved for that grizzly bear,” she says, her voice teasing. “I wouldn’t have found a grizzly, grumbly mountain man of my own if I hadn’t.”

I laugh, shaking my head. “I should go looking for that bear just to thank it.”

Her laugh echoes through the clearing, and I pull her onto my lap, my hands cradling her hips. “I mean it,” I murmur, my lips grazing her jaw. “That bear gave me you. Gave me this. A family.”

Her breath hitches, and she tilts her head, giving me more access. “King…”

“I love you,” I whisper against her skin, my hands sliding under the flannel to find the warm curve of her waist. “And I’m going to love the hell out of this baby.”

She threads her fingers through my hair, tugging lightly, her voice breathless. “You better.”

I chuckle, capturing her lips again, this time with more heat, more intent. The world falls away as I lose myself in her, the fire crackling beside us, the stars watching overhead.

When I lay her down near the fire, the soft ground cradling her, she looks up at me, her eyes shining. “Guess you’re stuck with me now,” she teases, her voice soft but playful.

I grin, brushing her hair back from her face. “Damn right I am. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

I unbutton her flannel slowly, then push the cups of her bra down, revealing her dark, enticing nipples. My tongue flicks at one as she arches, my teeth grazing against the hardened flesh. I slip my hand down her waist and remove her leggings, cupping her wet pussy and sliding my fingers along her slick lips.

"I can't wait to fill you up with my seed and make more beautiful babies," I whisper breathlessly. She looks at me with dark eyes, her fingers stilling in my hair. I can feel the heat radiating from between her legs as she nods eagerly.

"I've been dreaming about you inside me all day," she confesses, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she locks her legs around my waist. I groan and press myself against her, the intensity of her desire like a blazing fire.

I’m so hopelessly in love with this woman.

"I need to claim you as mine," I growl, removing my jeans and boxers and reveling in the primal lust coursing through me.

My girl's hands push up my torso, as I’m nestled between her thighs. "Baby," I groan, “you're so wet and ready for me." I slide a finger through her silky folds, gathering her juices and bringing it to my mouth. "Sweet as candy."

A tremor runs through her body.

"When I see you, I know you're made just for me. I feel it deep in my bones." I breathe against her lips, my hands tangled in her hair as my cock presses against her entrance. With a gentle thrust, I enter her tightness.

"Oh God." She arches and grips my back.

Her muscles flex and tighten around me. I hold her closer to me, stilling my hips until she adjusts to the feeling of me inside her. I cradle her in my arms, whispering in her ear.

"Deeper. I want to feel you deeper," she begs. I love when she begs for my dick.

"My sweet girl." I kiss under her ear, slowly moving my hips and sliding even deeper into her. "I can't tell you how much you mean to me."

"King, yes, please." She tugs on my hair, pulling my lips to hers in a soft kiss. I kiss her back, thrusting my tongue past her pouty lips and savoring the sweet taste of her. I pick up the pace, groaning as her eager body moves against mine.

“You were made for me. That’s the only thing I know for sure,” I whisper against her lips, thrusting one final time before hitting the end of her. “Talk to me, sweetheart. Tell me how it feels.” My hips slide back and forth, our bodies finding a rhythm just for us.

“God, you feel so good.” Her words are serrated groans. Indie might be the death of me. I move my lips down to her hard nipples and pull one into my mouth. With one hand supporting me over her body, the other wraps around her shapely waist, pulling her into me as I continue to pump away.

“Jesus, you're perfection." I thrust into her, and she takes everything I have to give. My hair falls into my face as I sink into her over and over again, her moans echoing across the clearing, nails biting into my back, the pain-pleasure sensation causing the base of my spine to tingle. I grind my hips and circle, my pelvis working against her clit. I angle my hips and clench at the flesh of her ass to lift her up into me, positioning her to hit the spot on her inner wall that will have her coming apart beneath me.


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