Mountain Man Rescued

“Oh!” she whimpers as she grinds her clit on me and an orgasm comes out of nowhere. She clings onto me and screams in my ear.

I’m grinning as I hold her, loving that I can pull orgasms from her so easily. But that grin turns into a groan when I feel her hot cunt squeezing and clamping down on my cock even more. It’s pulsing and milking my shaft, trying to coax it into cumming as well.

I hold it back, not wanting to cum until I get a chance to thrust into her beautiful body. Her riding me is fun, but I want to fuck her hard. I want to slam my dick into her and breed her little pussy.

The orgasm comes and goes. When she’s ready, I turn her around and get to my knees. We’re in the doggystyle position now with her body bent over the edge of the bath, her ass swaying in the air, teasing me.

I grab my dick and plunge it back into her. After two orgasms, she’s already taking me in easier, although the insane tightness is still there. That’s not going away anytime soon.

She moans as I thrust in and out, fucking her fast and hard. Water splashes everywhere and lands on the floor, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything except the way her tight warm cunt feels on my cock.

I can’t believe how good she feels. She’s incredible. And she’s all mine.

My hands are gripping her ass cheeks. My eyes are locked on her adorable little asshole. The water starts whipping around our bodies in a frenzy as I pick up the pace, mercilessly thrusting into her heat with my thick cock.

The need to breed her womb becomes unbearable. It’s all-consuming. It’s all I can think about. I grab her hips and thrust in and out hard until an orgasm comes rushing forward.

“I’m going to cum in you, sugarplum,” I growl. “I’m going to cum in your pussy.”

She cries out and arches her back. “Oh, cum in me,” she moans. “Cum in your angel’s little cunt.”

I grit my teeth as it surges forward like an unstoppable beast, clawing and tearing through me as it charges out.

“Oh, fuck!” I grunt as I thrust in hard and hold my cock inside her. Tension swells inside my muscles and then releases as the orgasm overruns me. I cry out as hot cum gushes out of me and into her.

I barely notice with the intensity of the sensations I’m feeling, but she’s cumming too. She’s cumming all over me for the third time as I fill her with hot cum.

My body shakes and trembles as one more jolt of my cock sends the last of my seed into her ripe little womb.

She’s mine now. In every way, she’s mine.

No one is taking her away from me now. No one. I’d like to see them fucking try.

I cling onto her shaking body as the water settles around us.

She whimpers when I pull out of her and sink into the water, limbs limp, body glowing with heat.

She’s groaning and whimpering with little convulsions taking over her body as she turns around and looks at me. Those green eyes have never been more beautiful than they are right now—half-closed with the arousal in them turning to love as she watches me.

I reach for her and she comes into my arms, exhausted and more satisfied than she probably ever thought possible.

“Mmmmm,” I moan as I smell her hair and hold her tightly.

She’s in my arms where she belongs.

And nothing is ever going to change that.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Kennedy

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“How are they doing?” Declan asks as he walks outside in nothing but a pair of old faded jeans.

I forget how to speak for a few seconds as I turn away from the baby birds and gaze at his big muscular torso. My fingertips tingle as I remember how that hairy chest and those sculpted abs felt last night.

“Are they okay?” he asks again when I don’t answer.

“What? Yeah! They’re great! I mean, they’re fine.”

He smiles as he takes a sip of his coffee. I think he knows what his hotness does to my brain. I think he likes it.

I shake my head, feeling like an idiot as I grab another worm and give it to one of the birds. He snaps it up eagerly.

My heart starts beating frantically as Declan walks up behind me. His big arm wraps around my stomach and he kisses my neck, giving me shivers all over.

“You’re sweet for doing this,” he says as he rests his chin on my shoulder and looks at the birds.

“They lost their mama,” I say with a sigh. “I feel bad for them.”

“They’ll be okay. They have you now.”

“That should worry them,” I say with a half laugh. “Everything I touch seems to turn to shit.”