Hero (Alpha Mountain 1)

“Um… Ford,” I murmured. My pussy ached from the hard pounding—not that I was complaining, and like he’d said, we weren’t done.

Still…

“Yeah?” he asked, tucking his fingers into my sleep shorts and sliding them down.

“We didn’t um, use anything.”

He’d shifted, so he stood at the foot of the bed, my shorts dangling from his fingers. His gaze wasn’t on me but between my thighs. He dropped the fabric to the floor and slid his calloused palm up the inside of my leg then pushed my knee wide.

I was open and exposed, and he ran a thumb over my pussy.

“I mean, I’m on the pill and all that but—”

“I’m clean,” he said on a growl. “Fuck, this has to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. My cum slipping from you.”

His dick jutted toward me, thick and long. It was shiny, wet from being inside me. He hadn’t taken off a bit of clothing.

“You’re okay forgoing condoms?” I asked. “I mean, it wouldn’t be like when I was eighteen. I’m not trying to trap you.”

His head snapped up, and his eyes narrowed. Like a predator, he slowly crawled over me, so his face was right above mine. I couldn’t see anything but him.

“Let’s get some things straight right now. Maybe it’s because I’ve been gone a week, or maybe that beautiful brain of yours is still a little fucked up over that night.”

I swallowed. He was so intense, but his voice was low and almost gentle. Still, I felt him coiled tightly, as if he were about to snap. His intensity was powerful. Potent.

“I’d never put you at risk. Not for an STD or pregnancy. I saw your pills in the bathroom. I admit, we could have talked about ditching the condoms, but I couldn’t wait another second to get inside you. But don’t you ever, ever, think I’m walking out on you. I’m here. With you. For good. Got me?”

I nodded, my hair sliding across my blanket.

His gaze roved over my face. “I don’t think you do.”

With one quick pull on my hip, he rolled me onto my stomach. His hand came down on my butt with a loud crack.

“You trapped me, Blue.”

Smack.

Ow! These weren’t playful swats, and it stung.

I tried to wriggle away, but he only spanked me again.

“Ford!”

“Not with a baby. We’ll make a baby. Someday. When you’re ready. But you trapped me with that sass. Those blue eyes. With everything about you. Consider me good and taken.”

He spanked me again.

As quick as he began, it was over, and he turned me right back over. He brushed my hair out of my face.

“Taken by you. Got me, Indigo Buchanan? I want to be trapped.”

God, this man. He wanted me. Me!

He was a SEAL. Fought in a war. Talented. Skilled. Gorgeous. He could have any woman in the world. Maybe he’d had a few of them, but somehow, he’d come back to our tiny Montana town to settle and wanted me.

My eyes filled with tears, and I nodded.

He studied me then nodded too. Moving off of me, he stood again and shucked his clothes.

“Be a good girl, Blue, and get rid of that top, then tell me what you want.”

“You,” I whispered, wiping my eye with my thumb. I wasn’t going to cry. Not when the most perfect male specimen was getting naked before me as I pulled the tank top over my head.

He shook his head, and I noticed his hair was a little longer. His beard needed a trim. “Not good enough. You’ve got me.” He gripped the base of his cock and began to stroke it. Completely uninhibited and with zero modesty. Although someone who looked like him should be proud of himself. “I don’t want to think.”

His hand stilled. “If you’re thinking while we’re fucking, we’re not doing it right. Here’s how this is going to go, so you know upfront. So you can stop thinking.”

I licked my lips in anticipation.

“I’ve gotten my cum down that throat and marked that pussy. I’m going to take your ass tonight.”

That was not what I’d expected him to say. I clenched involuntarily at what he planned. “Um…”

“You soak my dick when I play with that virgin hole. You clench and milk my dick. Don’t deny you like me touching you there.” He leaned down, wrapped an arm behind my back and hoisted me up the bed then settled himself over me.

His skin was so hot, the muscles so hard. So was his dick, and it had only been a few minutes since he’d come. He kissed me, slow and savoring. The feel of his beard against my face was soft. When his lips traced the line of my jaw, I angled my head. He murmured in my ear. “The other day, when you rolled onto your stomach to show me what you wanted, you wanted more than just a pussy fuck, didn’t you?”