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“Do you like me?”
Timber chuckled. As he did, he ripped the comforter off of his body, exposing his stone-hard erection to the woman he had hired to take care of his child.
Her eyes widened into big, sparkly saucers, scanning him with bated breath. Her mouth parted as he reached a hand up to her body, slowly gliding past her breasts and settling softly against her throat. He used one large thumb to rub sensually over her lips, which she gladly opened for him.
Timber was going to burst out of his skin.
“I will gladly show you how much I like you,” he growled.
Timber then pulled her on top of him, and their bodies finally pressed against one another, sparking a magic he had never experienced. He felt the soaking wetness of her pussy sliding up and down the length of his cock, adoring the fact that she had walked into his room without any panties on. He helped her rip off her slip in a feral frenzy, tossing it over her head and onto the floor.
Finally, she leaned forward on him, pressing her breasts against his chest as they made out. Timber was frantic, wanting to drink in every inch of the incredible creature. His mouth explored hers as she moaned gutturally, his hands wrapped around the plumpness of her ass as her pussy teased his hardness. He raked the supple skin of her nape, finally arriving at the succulent breasts he had been yearning for since the second they’d met.
He slipped one nipple into his mouth and sucked reverently. It was clear she was sensitive because she immediately squirmed like a beast in heat. She ran her pussy down the length of his shaft, then, with an easy flow of her body, guided him inside her.
“Oh, Lyra,” he grunted into her breasts.
Her eyes rolled back as she rode him, his mouth moving between her deliciously responsive tits. They were as large as melons he’d seen in fruit markets, full and natural in their sensation and form. Lyra bounced up and down on him, his cock throbbing and ready to burst like a comet across the clear black sky.
“Fuck, Timber,” she moaned. “I’m going to come already.”
Timber lifted his hips to meet her, thrusting inside her with a mischievous look as he gnawed rabidly on her tits. She cried out his name, becoming intensely uncoiled by his cock, his mouth, and his intentions.
He watched her unfold for him like a flower. He felt the beautiful clench of her pussy around his cock before her warm juices began to flow.
Timber expertly pulled her from his cock to sit on his face as she panted and muttered. Her honey sweetness coated his beard as she released herself two more times, spilling into his open and welcoming mouth.
She was barely able to speak when he gently laid her back on the bed, crawled between her legs, and made slow and tender love to her. She locked her ankles around his waist and bored her fingers into his hair as he finally climaxed, a shocking thirty seconds of physical release.
The two lovers lay together, panting and moaning each other’s names like a poem. Timber stayed between her legs, resting his head against her bulbous breasts, engulfing himself in her enticing scent.
As he fell into another dreamless slumber, Timber knew without a shadow of a doubt this woman was his mate.
TEN
LYRA
Lyra was walking on cloud nine. She felt full of energy the next morning and had a skip in her step. She was eager to get going and start the day.
She had woken up still curled in Timber's arms, and she felt like a dream. After making amazing love, they fell asleep together. It was the type of relationship she felt that only lucky people had, and she got it. She smiled, looking at him while he slept.
The sound of Marigold crying boomed through the baby monitor. Timber didn't even budge in his sleep. She slipped out of his grasp and hurried out the door, shutting it as she went.
She tied a robe around herself as she slipped into Marigold's room. She lay in her crib, crying up a storm. Lyra leaned over Mari, giving her a smile.
"Good morning, sweet girl. I'm sorry, did I sleep in? Are you hungry?"
She pulled her out of the crib and rocked her. Marigold dropped her cry to a whimper.
"I'll make you a bottle," she said as she turned, heading down the hallway. She walked into the kitchen, pulled a bottle from the fridge, and warmed it.
Looking outside, she rocked the child. It was starting to rain, and she felt like a cup of coffee. She looked over her shoulder toward Timber's bedroom door. She wondered if he would be there awhile. They had been up pretty late.
She fed Marigold and made herself breakfast after having her coffee. She spent most of the afternoon watching Marigold. She changed her, fed her, and rocked her. She followed the routine to nap time.
She looked at Timber's closed door. She walked toward it and cracked it open, peering inside. Timber still slept soundly. She heard him softly snoring.
She wondered if he had caught a bug or maybe he wasn't a night person and stayed up too late. She wanted to wake him but thought better of it. She would just let him rest.
