by Nina Dawn
I can’t help it- “I burst into laughter. You are so not the princely type. But you do make one heck of a knight in shining armor, always riding to my rescue.”
“Always?” He asks, his mouth curling up into a grin.
“I think I’m beginning to understand how Michael, er, I guess I mean Mikhail, was so unusually accident prone.”
“Only when he tried to make a move on my girl.”
“Anyone ever tell you that you’re really possessive?”
“Nope. Because the only person I’ve ever felt about this way is you. I love you, Moira.”
I should have realized how strong he is by now, but I’m still shocked when he lifts me up, one hand on my hip, the other cradling my spanked butt, and pulls me toward his mouth.
His head ducks under my dress, and I can’t see what he’s doing, but oh God I can feel him- his breath is hot and fierce, bursts of heat against a place where I’m already steaming hot.
And then I can’t speak, his powerful lips kissing their way over my panties, stopping only to lick at the growing wet spot in the middle.
He swears his approval, grunts like a beast, and keeps going.
My body wants to jerk and jolt, but his grip on me is like iron, holding me in place as his tongue probes me through my wet panties.
He growls, and I feel the slight edge of his teeth as he bites his way through my panties, tearing them to pieces.
All those years I spent as a good girl were definitely overrated. Definitely worth trading in for this.
Without my panties, there’s no barrier left between us, and he goes crazy, mouthing me like a wild beast who just captured his favorite meal. I push up closer to him, so he can seize that demanding, swollen pearl and make her his.
“Clit,” he grunts as he takes her inside his mouth, no longer gentle. Sucking her hard, he makes me whimper and mewl and cry, and he keeps going.
My hands are in his hair, tugging at him, holding on for dear life as I teeter on the brink and then fall. The jolt bursts through my entire body, making me clench and clench. But he isn’t done with me. Over and over again I go, my body made to take his intense pleasure.
Thank God we’re in a secluded cabin, because I’m screaming my orgasms now as they happen blindingly fast, one after another, the heat burning through me.
“That’s my girl,” he says, lifting his head up, his mouth dark and swollen, his lips covered in my juices. “Ready to be fully claimed?”
“I thought I was fully eaten,” I say, right before I realize what he means by claimed. “This is it, isn’t it? The moment that your glorious monster takes my virginity?” I nod my head. “I wanted you to claim me before.”
“And now?”
“Now I’m begging you to claim me. If I don’t have you inside me, I’ll- I’ll--”
“No need to worry about alternatives, baby. I’ll always be right here ready to give you my cock. Now, a cock like mine was made to be lubed, but eating you like that has made you slicker than anything I could get in a drugstore. And speaking of drugstores, I’ve got that part covered. We’ve got at least a three month supply, so--”
“So, this,” I say, putting my hand over his.
He gets the message, working with me to lower me down over his lap.
His cock is huge, it’s hard round head pressing against me long before I’m settled on his thighs.
I take a deep breath and close my eyes.
“Ready baby?” He asks.
“Yes,” I say. “Very ready.”
He still has one hand on my butt, one hand reminding me of that beautiful ache. And that’s good, very good, because not only is that arousing, it distracts me from the stretch that he’s giving me in front, my poor body trying to accommodate his monster.
He’s up against a barrier, and he rams through it, thrusting so hard that I gasp, the pain shooting and intense. And then, just like with my spanking, the pain diffuses into an ache, an ache of mourning pleasure, as his cock rushes inside me, pumping up into my body with one hard thrust after another.
And then suddenly we are both up, and he’s carrying me.
First time should be in our bed baby, he says as he puts me down against the soft quilt, his cock never leaving my body.
Now that I’m on my back, I feel my spanked bottom even more intensely which makes me jolt up to meet him thrust for thrust.
His whole body is covering mine, and I realize exactly how huge he is everywhere. Muscles upon muscles, Lucas is built to protect me, to love me, to claim me.
The more he fucks me, the wilder I get, my body clenching against him so hard I can see stars.
I’m moaning, long drawn out insensible vowels that are supposed to be I love you. I don’t think anyone could possibly understand me, but he does and he kisses me like crazy- bitingly hard, possessively, covering my mouth, my neck, my breasts-
“I love you, baby,” Lucas says, right before taking my nipple into his mouth and doing such tortuously delicious things to me that I come in another screaming orgasm.
Only this time, when my body spasms again, he’s there to meet me with a fierce bellow, his cock exploding it’s seed in fast upwards bursts like a volcano going off inside me. I don’t know how any condom is going to ever stand a chance against this man, but that’s okay. I love the idea of not only being his, but of growing his baby inside me- one happy, safe, secure, loving family.
Chapter 23
Lucas
“Oh baby,” I moaned, kissing Moira. “I've been dreaming of that for months. You've given me the perfect gift. I only wish I could have given it to you for longer— oh sweetheart— I was completely undone.”
“Longer?” Moira asks eyes widening. “That wasn’t long?”
“Oh, he’s huge. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. But I wanted to give you a longer ride. Although now that he’s gotten all that out of his system, I should be able to give you a night of long, slow lovemaking if you can take it.”
“I’ll be in your arms all night?”
“All night and every night,” I promise her.
She kisses me, and relaxes into my arms as I kiss her and kiss her, my cock swelling with pride as he readies for another round.
Not sure how it happened, but her kisses are turning into nibbles and her nibbles are turning into bites. My sweet, innocent baby has a wilder, rougher side that is really coming out now.
I don't know how the hell I managed to get this lucky, but I grab hold of my lady with both arms and love her like my life depends on it.
Yeah, I know I said I'd try to take it slow, but once I get inside her, there's no stopping me. Every little bite she gives me brings out my untamed inner beast and I'm all over her, passionate, relentless, fucking her until she's screaming my name.
It isn't until sometime in the wee hours of the morning that we finally calm down and I give her one last ride, a long, slow special round that really is lovemaking. Its gentle and intimate and lets us just kiss and kiss and kiss. She has such soft delicate lips that fit mine perfectly. After, I kiss her forehead and curl up around her, her soft body fully enveloped by mine. And then I kiss and stroke her hair until she falls asleep in my arms, fully claimed, fully protected, full loved.
Chapter 24 – Christmas
Moira
Waking up on Christmas morning curled up next to the hottest man I’ve ever met should be enough of a Christmas present for any girl, but when Lucas lifted me into his arms and carries me into the main room, I’m completely blown away.
I have no idea how he had time for any of this, because I’m pretty sure he spent the entire night inside me, and I have no idea where he got the supplies, but somehow the place is completely decked out for Christmas.
From a gorgeous tree trimmed in red velvet ribbon, to gingerbread cookies cooling on a wire rack, I can feel the magic of the holiday just as strongly as if I was a kid tearing into her presents on Christmas morning. Only I’m a full fledged woman now, and there’s just one
present that I can’t wait to tear into. But since I’m already in his arms, I reach up, kissing him everywhere I could plant my lips.
And then I kissed him some more because he tasted too good to stop. Rough stubble that tastes like gingerbread? Mmmmm...
“I made breakfast,” he said, sitting us down at the kitchen table.
“Not going to let me sit in my own chair?” I teased him as he settled me in his lap.
“No. I’m not letting go of you ever, not even for breakfast. And besides, I think I’ve got some enhanced features over the chair,” he said, moving me so I was right on top of his enormous erection.
I moan, my body still tender from last night, yet eager for more.
He pulls a plate in front of me with a delicious looking tower of pancakes stacked on it, but all I can think of is the hard tower that he’s slid between my thighs, my body trembling to be taken again.
“Of course, if you don’t like pancakes,” he said... and then pulled a big box of my favorite guilty cereal out from under the table.
“Oh, no, you didn’t--” I started to say, turning toward him.
“Oh yes I did. And if you don’t want the pancakes, I’ve got a nice big bowl ready to go for you, as long as you let me feed you.”
I never knew how difficult it was to eat while extremely aroused, but somehow he made it happen, delivering heaping large spoonfuls of sugar and the brightest cereal in existence to my mouth, while his other hand teased over a very different set of lips.
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Chapter 25 -Epilogue- One Year Later
Moira
They wanted to put us in the witness protection program, but that would have meant having to make a complete break from my family. I mean, I could do without having a confirmed traitor for an Uncle, but I do still love my parents even if I don't always agree with them. I wanted a fresh start with Lucas, but not having to start my life completely over with a new identity.
So, instead, we just continued to stay holed up in the cabin. Just the two of us. And doing what came naturally... very naturally... well... let’s just say that Lucas and I well are on our way to starting a new family together.
The good news is, everyone in Mikhail’s spy ring has now been rounded up. And they got so much dirt on them that I don’t even have to testify against them or anything. Which means that I now get to walk down the aisle and marry the love of my life.
My white silk dress is trimmed with lace and silver and pearl beads- beautiful even if doesn’t fit the way I’d always imagined it. Something about this big preggo belly of mine being impossible to hide. But it’s also impossible to hide how much we love each other, how much Lucas fits me perfectly, even if it’s in ways I’d never imagined.
The music has started.
Seeing the look on Lucas's face as he turns to me, my heart can’t help but go pitter-pat. And I know it won’t be long before we are hearing the pitter-pat of baby footsteps. Our baby.
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Chapter 26- Epilogue 2- Lucas
Once upon a time, finding Moira was the greatest experience in my life. But now I'm getting something even better than that- now I get to spend the rest of my life with her, each day better than the next. And we are about to become a family.
As much as I love hiding away away in our cabin together, I'm looking forward to us building a real home together. Moira, me and our baby. I'm the luckiest man alive.
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