Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Her body rocks against mine as I bounce her up and down my big cock, filling her again and again and again as her moans drip from her lips right into my ears, spurring me on. I’m lost in her, the rest of the world melting away until it’s just her cries of pleasure, her body writhing against mine, and her pussy sliding up and down my cock.
My hands dig into her, her cunt tightens on my swollen cock, and I know we’re both going to crash over that edge together.
“Come for me, little love,” I growl deeply into her ear. “Come for me now and forever.”
She grinds down on me, and when her whole body tightens and the cry tumbles from her lips, I thrust deep into her heavenly cunt and let go along with her. It’s fire and white light, and when she screams her release, her little cunt milking the cum from my balls, I give her everything I have. Muscles clench, and I roar as I plunge my cock deep into her as my balls throb. Hot ropes of my cum splash into her, pumping against her womb as we both cry out in pleasure.
Thrust after thrust, spurt after spurt, we both just keep grinding together until my cum and hers begins to leak from where we join. I kiss her fiercely as I roll her onto her back, covering her with my body and swallowing her moans, the both of us spent, at least for the time being.
“And to think,” I purr into her ear. “You once ran from me.”
She giggles, wrapping her arms and legs around me and papering my face with kisses.
“I could still run, you know.”
“Oh, is that so?” I raise a brow in amusement as she beams at me.
“Uh-huh,” she nods, biting her lip as she leans close, letting her mouth brush my ear.
“But only if you promise to chase me.”
“Always,” I growl, just before my lips crush to hers, and the rest of the world fades away again.
Epilogue
Catriona
Nine. Before I met the one, there were nine. Nine times, I met some lord or another, and nine times, they went running. Nine times, I sent them packing, or scared them off, or managed to insult them in some way by not being some obedient little pet of a bride.
But then came the tenth, and I knew it was all worth the wait. Because the tenth was a man who didn’t run from my impulsiveness, or my inability to not speak my mind. My “strong-minded disobedience.” He didn’t run from all of it, he chased it. And as it turns out, all I needed was a man strong enough to give me that lip right back—one who wasn’t afraid to speak his mind and let me speak mine.
…I’d say one who could “tame” me, but then, I don’t know how much taming Callum has done with me. Well, unless you count our bedroom activities. Because in there, he has total control over me and God do I love it.
After that first night as husband and wife in Aerie Doon, we made our way back home—his home. Well, our home, I suppose. We’d barely walked through the front gates when word came of the fallout of Darcy trying to meddle in things. See, she’d spent years trying to manipulate my father, or trying to goad him into doing things for her, even if they went against his better judgment. Lies, deceit, threats—it’d been going on for almost as long as they’d been married, but that night of my wedding, she overstepped in a big, big way. And it was the straw that broke my father’s back.
Darcy was banished from the castle that very night. And the next day, my father set about dissolving their marriage entirely. Apparently—and again, it’s not like I ever needed to know this, but apparently, they’d never consummated the marriage. Which meant making it null and void was a simple task for my father’s clerics.
And so, Darcy left our lands, and went to live with her cousin, the Countess in Paris who Iona had been staying with. At first, I was horrified that I’d be losing my friend again so soon after she’d come back, but then came the biggest shock.
Iona stayed.
I think she was even thinking she was being banished as well, but my father made it abundantly clear that it was her mother he had quarrels with, not her. He welcomed her to stay, she accepted, gladly, and there was that. I got to lose my wicked stepmother and keep one of my best friends.
…Not a bad wedding present, if you ask me.
Besides all of that though, things settled down. Well, at least for a small, small period of time. Because then there was all of the excitement with Rhona, and with… well, you know.