I pick a vent, open it, and crawl in.
Here I am in the belly of the beast, risking everything for my woman. She’s breathtaking, brave, exciting, soft, inviting, and unbelievably sexy. This world is so hopeless and sad at times, and then she comes along and turns all of it upside down. I can barely concentrate when she’s not with me. Every time I close my eyes I feel like she’s beside me.
Eventually I find the back of the vent that I think leads to Minnie’s room. I’m not sure what else to do at this point, so I take a chance and knock.
“Minnie,” I whisper and then a shriek echoes from the room.
“What the fuck?!” I hear from the other side of the vent.
“Shhh! It’s me, Owen. I’m in here,” I say, trying to whisper-shout without causing too much of a commotion. I knock again at the metal grate at the ceiling of her room. I breathe a sigh of relief when I can see her staring up at me.
“Are you insane? What are you doing?” she hisses and then looks back at her door.
I hit the vent hard, knocking it loose, before I jump out and land on the floor. “You left me no choice,” I say, but she’s already throwing herself into my arms.
“Shut up, I don’t care.”
She grabs my face, pulling me into a long overdue kiss. I growl into her mouth, letting her sweetness wrap around me. It cools the rage that’s been building since I’ve been without her. She feels so good in my arms again.
Minnie’s hands are all over me and I fucking love how much need she has for me right now, too. Her urgency matches my own.
She climbs on top of me, making me smile for the first time since she left my side. I love it when she’s aggressive in her want for me. Fuck. I love her so damn much. My hands are shaking. With her legs wrapped around me, I cup her sweet ass and hold her tightly to me, never wanting to let her go again.
We attack each other with a crazed hunger. We’ve been starved for three whole days. Time was irrelevant before I found her, now I don’t want to spend any amount of time without her. Every second that my dick is not inside her is a moment wasted.
I’ve never understood the protective alpha male, but she’s brought it out in me. Now I’ve got it. It’s not brute dominance, it’s about not letting anything or anyone get between her and me.
“I’m never letting you out of my sight again,” I tell her.
“Good,” she responds, breathless between kisses across my chest, passionate kisses with teeth. “I haven’t slept in days, all I think about is getting back to you. They made me stay, I couldn’t leave.”
“I need us skin to skin, princess.”
She smiles, pausing for a moment to strip off her pajama top, revealing her full breasts, nipples already hard for me. I can’t keep from touching them, bringing my mouth over them and sucking, nibbling, making her moan. Her little noises and her fingers through my hair make cum leak from my cock.
Her scent is a little different, but I can’t concentrate on that. “I need inside you. Now.”
“Yes, please, Owen. I need that, too. So bad,” she begs.
“Princess, I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be feeling the shape of my cock in your pussy for days. My mark is going to be branded on you.”
“Please…” she begs again, stroking my cock with her soft hand and thrusting it against her pajama pants.
I’ve been holding on tightly to my control, but she’s asking me to take her and I can’t wait any longer. I pin her to the bed and rip her pants down her legs. Thank god she isn’t wearing panties. I can barely take the time to let the sight of her body wash over me. She’s wet and ready and in desperate need of my dick.
Minnie’s nimble legs wrap around me and I surge into her deep, filling her completely. I need us connected in the most basic, primal way, and I groan when I feel our connection is finally complete. Her pussy is my happy place, soft and warm. She’s the perfect tight fit and all for me. The only woman I’ve ever touched or will ever touch again.
“Baby, you feel even tighter than last time,” I grunt out.
“Because it feels like a million years since you touched me. Is it too tight?” Her sweet innocent words almost have me cumming on the spot.
“Yes, but I’ll suffer through it,” I say, winking at her and then kissing her lips. God, I’ve missed her taste.
A sweet smile crosses her face when I stroke in and out with my cock. Fuck, I love being able to make her feel as good as she makes me feel. I’m in ecstasy just knowing I’m the only one to make her feel this way. I’ll keep her this way forever.