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"Fuck, you're starting to drip, Kitten. The thought of me coming inside your body without any protection turns you on, doesn’t it? You want to feel my cum soak your flesh right here, don’t you? You want me to make you stay, don’t you?"
"Jagger." Defeat weakened her completely.
Balancing himself on one hand, he released his cock and penetrated her with one thrust so deep that her back arched off the bed and she thought she was going to break. The head of his thick cock brushed against her cervix, turning her world upside down. It was everything—his size, how deep he had penetrated her body to reach that part of her, how wet she must be to let him slide into her that far and not hurt her with his giant cock.
"Tell me to make you stay, Kitten. Tell me to come inside you right here and make you pregnant with my son so you’ll have no choice but to stay here with me, as my wife, the mother of my children."
He pushed in even deeper, his cock growing even bigger.
"Tell me, and I’ll fill you with my seed and keep you pregnant until you believe me when I say I will love you forever."
"Jagger." She wept.
"Trust me, Kitten." He looked into her eyes, stealing her breath away. And suddenly, everything he told her made sense. If he loved her, he would love her forever because he was Jagger McCoy.
"I love you," she cried. "I love you, Jagger." She clung to him. Giving him everything she was worth.
"Sweet, Finley. My love. My life. My wife."
He took her lips, and his cock hardened even more inside her before he emptied himself, filling her with his magnificent heat. Everything she had experienced with Jagger had been extraordinary, but this—his coming inside her this way—nothing else compared.
She was going to love him for an eternity and beyond, and she was never surer of anything else except that Jagger McCoy, her hung lumberjack, would love her for as long as she lived.
EPILOGUE
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Three years later...
Jagger had kept his promise. Not only did he love her unconditionally, fiercely, and possessively, but he also kept her pregnant. She had just found out she was expecting their third child, and she couldn't be happier. Her life was full, noisy, and chaotic at times, but she loved every single minute of it. Jagger had enough land around the cabin, and he wasted no time expanding it so that now it was basically a big ol' house. She loved it to pieces.
She had given her father back the hotels he had lost. Like her, he couldn't fully understand how Jagger had pulled everything off. He had done it for her, the love of his life. It wasn't until her first son was born, though, that her father started smiling more. Now Malcolm and his granddad were the best of friends and were chronically getting up to mischief.
But most of all, she never once had a chance to doubt Jagger's love for her. He just didn't give her a chance to do so. It was just as well he was hung like a lumberjack, or she would have never found him otherwise. Jagger disagreed saying he would have found her one way or another.
THE END
