Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33298 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33298 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
I arch my pelvis up, offering him my body the way he likes. “It’s your cunt.” It used to embarrass me to say stuff like this during sex, but then I realized just how crazy it makes Blade. How it sets him off.
Just as I expected, he picks up his pace even more. He’s going wild over me, his thrusts frantic as he finds my clit. He circles it once, twice, and the third time I’m exploding against him. I scream as I do, letting him and the canopy of trees know just who’s making me feel this good.
Blade follows me over the edge, coming with a masculine howl of pride. He’s so vocal when we’re out here. It’s one of the things I love about moments like these, the way he’s completely uninhibited and leaning only into his base instincts.
His hot come spills deep into me, and I squeeze him.
“There you go, sweetheart.” He brushes a strand of hair from my eyes. “Milk me. Take it all.”
His words and the tender gesture have me coming again on his cock. He’s so big and so possessive. So demanding in the bedroom and so supportive outside of it. He’s everything I could ever hope for in a man, and now he’s the father of my child. The thought has tears leaking from my eyes.
“Talk to me,” he murmurs, wiping the tears away. He’s gotten used to the fact that I tear up easily. He knows I feel everything deeply and sometimes, it all just leaks out. He never gets frustrated or impatient about it. He just holds me through my tears, which thanks to him are mostly happy ones.
I cup his face. His beard is getting longer now. I may have mentioned that big, thick beards are very attractive to me. A razor hasn’t touched his face since. He says his electric one quit working, but I know the truth. “You fill my life with so much joy.”
He presses a kiss to my palm. “That’s my only mission anymore.”
“I was thinking you could share the mission,” I tell him. He’s still inside of me, still hard and ready. He wants me constantly, driven nearly mad with need. We both are, and I love that about our relationship. I never have to question if Blade wants me or finds me beautiful. His continual bulge tells me exactly what he thinks of me.
He scowls, anger sparking in his dark gaze. “I’m not sharing you, and if you ever suggest that again, I’ll spank your pretty little ass until it’s red and swollen. You belong to me and only me.”
I shiver at the suggestion, not because being punished by Blade scares me. No, it sends a fresh rush of moisture to my pussy. Blade loves me fiercely, but he is the alpha in our relationship. I love that about him. The way he never backs down or lets me push him around. “I phrased that wrong.”
He makes a hum of contentment in his throat, no doubt feeling the way I’m gushing on his cock again. “Seems we’ll need to revisit the spanking idea at some point.”
I make a noise of agreement and press a kiss to the hollow of his throat. “I meant that maybe you could divide the mission. Between me and our pups.”
“You want another dog?” He asks, eyes crinkling at the corner. He knows I adore Theodore. He’s a delightfully playful pup that keeps me on my toes. He’s fiercely loyal to Alvin and Simon. When a coyote tried to come after my precious kitties, he stepped in between them and ran it off with no fear. He’s a warrior through and through, just like his strong dad.
If I asked for a dog, I have no doubt that Blade would drop everything to drive me to the adoption center today. He’d encourage me to adopt the whole shelter if it would make me smile. He loves me that much.
I take his hand and put it on my stomach. “This is our newest pup.”
His breath comes out in a whoosh, letting me feel every one of his hard planes. Then he’s snapping his hips against mine again, body already in motion. “You’re giving me babies.”
“Yes,” I moan as he strokes my pussy with his huge girth. How does it always get better each time? How does he always know just what to do to keep me wet?
“You’re making me a daddy.” His eyes are filled with a sheen of tears.
I groan my agreement, already thinking of the way he’s going to be inside of me constantly. He’s talked of breeding me before, of how he’ll be putting his big hands all over my stomach the moment I’m showing. I can’t wait for that.
“We made a family,” I whisper as he explodes again. His thick come coats my insides and fills me with serenity. He’s marked me. He’s claimed me and pretty soon, the whole world will know it.