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“You can,” I say, leaning in, our lips inches from each other. “You can give me your heart.”
“Oh, baby, you already have it,” he rasps, tears running down his handsome face.
This Alpha, this beast, this perfectly broken man, is mine. “Take me home, Rafe,” I tell him, burying my face in the crook of his neck. “Take me home.”
The next day,
He grinds his cock against my ass while I stretch, groaning as his hand moves over the contours of my body before caressing my naked pussy possessively.
“Never leave me again,” he whispers, kissing below my ear, inhaling deep while I snuggle into him. After we drove to the ranger station to find an icepack for my cheek, Wes’s truck was already gone. He left us a note saying he was going to check up on the truck further up the mountain. The sun was already setting behind the trees when we got home. Together with the dogs, we piled in front of the fireplace and talked throughout the evening and the better part of the night. Rafe finally told me about his time after he left the military, how he struggled with addiction and his PTSD. The fight at the bar that almost send him to jail was the catalyst to get sober with Wes’s help.
I told him about my grandmother and growing up with parents who cared more about money and parties than raising kids. My grandma married my grandfather when she was barely legal and spent the next fifty years doing his bidding before she convinced him to turn his lifework of destroying nature into a foundation to help not only the animals but employ those who’ve lost their jobs because of him.
Rafe listened to all I had to say and held me when I told him I was giving back the land to his tribe. I found what I’ve been looking for my whole life; a home, sharing my life with a man who loves me for who I am. We ended up making love in his bed, with my front pinned to the bed, while he fucked me tenderly from behind.
“Are you awake?” Rafe drawls, his voice low from sleep, pushing his middle finger into my already wet center, gripping my pussy roughly.
Moaning, I turn around in his arms. “I am now.” I giggle, running my thumb over the scar on his cheekbone.
“Promise me one thing,kid,” he says, pulling his fingers out before putting his digits in his mouth, sucking at my cream. The wicked glint in his eyes makes my pussy even wetter, and the secret thrill I get whenever I’m around him only intensifies.
“Anything,” I whisper, kissing his upturned mouth.
“Never stop following your dreams; I’ll be right beside you to help you achieve them.”
“I won’t, Rafe, because the first one already came true.” I press my lips to his. “It’s you.”
He chuckles while I run my fingers over the indents of his abs. “I’m going to worship every inch of your body. Every part, every moan, every orgasm is going to bemine.” His hungry gaze dries to my mouth. “Say yes, babe.” He runs his thumb over my painful cheek. “I will never hurt you; I believe that now.”
“I know,” I whisper. “Make love to me,” I say as he drapes his leg over mine before ramming his cock between my thighs. Drawing me into his chest, his left hand moves over my ass before parting my cheeks. I cry out the moment he pushes his finger into my asshole, at the same time his dick pummels into my raw and swollen pussy. Crying out, I dig my fingers into his shoulder, probably drawing blood. He swears, telling me he likes the pain. My breathless pleas bring a devilish grin to his face. I want him to fill me to the hilt. I need to come so badly, I let out a strangled sob.
“Mine,” he groans, thrusting in again. “All mine.” He pulls out his finger and moves on top of me, locking both my arms high above my head. He lets out a possessive snarl, watching my breasts move up and down while I pant, loving how pain morphs into pleasure when he swirls his hips.
“Yours,” I tell him.
His cock pulses deep inside, every inch of hard flesh marking me. His big body holds me down. The rawness of his gaze covers my skin with goosebumps. I arch my back and press my nipples against his warm chest, trembling from the sensation. The corner of his mouth hikes up as he leans forward and sucks the hard pebble into his mouth. My toes curl in the blankets, a shuddering breath leaving my lips. I squeeze my inner muscles together, coaxing a deep growl from him.
“Such a greedy little cunt.” His hoarse voice sends waves of pleasure to my clit. “You love it when I talk dirty, don’t you?” he asks, sliding one hand down to knead my thigh. “Not long before this seed of mine is going to put a baby inside your womb, you know that, don’t you?”
I nod breathlessly while he thrusts his throbbing dick in my tight passage, my swollen pussy lips barely letting him enter. I’m shaking from his intense stare, the desire coursing through my veins.
He slams his shaft deep inside me, my ass chafing the mattress while my tits jiggle as he fucks me. Looking down, I watch as his enormous erection spreads my pussy wide, my engorged clit begging and pulsing. “I need to come, please faster, faster, Rafe,” I scream, and he cuts me off by smashing his mouth to mine.
He keeps our lips locked as he assaults my senses while I’m bucking, meeting every heated slam of his hips. He growls into my neck when I whimper. My whole body is trembling with need as the tingling sensation starts in my toes and climbs up to my core.
“I—oh, don’t stop, don’t—” I breathe against his lips as he thrusts into me, harder and faster with each unforgiving angle. The sound of flesh hitting flesh fills the cabin, his heavy balls slapping against my ass. I arch my back as he pushes his hand under me and finds my puckered hole to slam his fingers into.
“Feel that?” he growls through clenched teeth as he keeps fucking me. “I’ve got three fingers in your ass while my dick is fucking you bare.”
My eyes fly open from the intrusion, it’s so full, so dirty and raw. I yell his name as my pussy spams, my thighs jerking while my climax rushes through me as I grip his erection like a vice.
“Fuck yeah, give it to me, baby,” he pants as his own orgasm rushes through him, and he roars, spilling his seed deep inside while I milk the last drop from his steel rod. I’m trembling and sweating when he falls on top of me, his chest heaving while he pulls out and buries his face in my neck.
I lock my legs around his chest and run my fingers over his scars, and he lets me explore each dent, every ragged piece of flesh, marveling in his strength, his masculinity, his smell. “Mine,” I tell him, kissing his forehead.
He pushes up on his knuckles, his gaze burning into mine. “Fucking mine.” Sitting back on his heels, he gazes at me, his scarred chest heaving from our lovemaking. Without warning, he flips me over onto my front, the bed creaking from his weight.
I giggle when his hands start massaging my waist, his fingers stroking my stomach.
