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  You’re angry with him. Remember? Be upset not aroused.

  Shea saw the moment he spotted her. He stopped mid-step.

  That’s right, Abel. I’m here.

  He stepped into the clearing and looked at her rental. “That’s not your car.”

  “No. It’s not. My car is not in great shape. You’d know that if you stuck around long enough to hear the lovely news.” It’s not his fault. Tone it down. But the truth was her anger wasn’t really at him, but directed toward herself. He went to speak and she held her hand up. “No. Let me get this out,” she said, almost defeated. “You left me, didn’t even say goodbye or anything.”

  “I—”

  “What was it about? I had to wait for a damn rental before I could come and see you. I wanted to get here sooner to give you a piece of my mind, to let you know that I didn’t want you to go. That even though you turned me away, you didn’t have to because I want … this.” She gestured between them. “I enjoyed my time with you.”

  Before she could give herself a chance to back out, she stood and made her way up to him. Not backing out, not trying to talk herself out of this, Shea rose on her toes and pressed her lips to his. He still had the lumber on his shoulder, but with his free hand he cupped her cheek and kissed her back.

  He kissed her back.

  All she could think about was being with him, feeling his cock sliding in and out of her, taking her again and again.

  Abel dropped the log and it went to the ground with a heavy thump. Then his arms were around her. She felt pleasure just from his hands on her. She no longer felt empty but completely taken over.

  “You’ve got one last chance to get in that car and to drive home,” he said against her mouth.

  “Not going to happen. I want you.” She let out a squeal as he lifted her up in his arms. “Abel? What are you doing?”

  “You’re mine now, Shea. I gave you a chance and now I’m not backing down. You’re fucking mine!”

  13

  They were in his cabin, the bed behind her, the heat rising. She was breathing hard, not able to catch her breath. The look Abel gave her spoke volumes.

  He wanted her and there was no backing out.

  But I won’t.

  “What do you want?” she asked, wanting him to tell her exactly the dirty fucking things he’d do to her, the things he wanted to do to her.

  “I want it all, Shea.”

  She looked down at his crotch, at the fact his erection was straining against his jeans.

  “You like looking at my big cock, baby?” he asked, his voice a deep, guttural sound that had goosebumps popping out along her flesh.

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “Take off your clothes,” he said with dominance, with command in his voice.

  Shea felt her heart beat harder. Sweat lined the valley between her breasts. Her hands shook as she did as he said, removing her clothing to show all of herself to him. She kept her focus on him as she continued taking off her clothes. Then she stood there in nothing at all, her body on display for him, nothing held back.

  “Turn around for me, baby. Let me see all of you. Let me see everything.”

  She did as he said, turning around, feeling his gaze on her, as if he reached out and stroked her flesh. “Get on the bed, baby. Spread your legs.” His voice dropped deeper. “Let me see your cunt. Let me see what I’ll be owning soon enough.”

  She breathed out slowly, closed her eyes and could picture them doing filthy fucking things. God, she wanted this so damn bad. When she was on the bed, her legs spread, her pussy on display, she waited for him to give another command.

  “You’re so damn hot. Get on your hands and knees for me. Reach behind and grab your ass, spread those cheeks wide. Let me see that sweet fucking hole.”

  Her heart thundered. God, this was really happening.

  “Pull them apart and let me see your pussy and that tight little back hole I’ll soon be filling with my cock.”

  Her throat constricted, her pussy creaming more. She didn’t hesitate in complying. God, she’d never disobey him. This was what she wanted, what she needed. With her ass and pussy now on display, the air moving over them, having goosebumps popping out on her skin, she forced herself not to shiver, forced herself to hold position.

  He was behind her a second later. “All fucking mine,” he said, almost as if he spoke to himself. “You’re all mine, Shea. I’m not letting you go.”

  She shivered.

  “Come on, baby. Stand and face me again,” he said with that deep voice of his.

  Pushing herself up, she stood and turned around to face him. Her breath caught in her throat at the primal look on his face.

  “Tell me what I want to hear.” His voice was hard and unyielding.

  “I’m yours.”

  “Yeah you are.” His voice was rough like gravel. “Everything about you gets me off, makes me hard.” He moved closer to her, reached out and brushed a stray strand of hair from her cheek. Abel cupped her chin, tilted her head back, and she looked up into his face. “I only want you. I’ve only ever wanted you.”

  God, this was really happening.

  He reached down and pulled his cock out through the fly of his jeans. Then he started stroking himself from root to tip.

  She looked at his dick as he worked himself over, and her pussy clenched painfully at his size. Abel was huge.

  “You like looking at it, watching me?”

  She nodded, not moving her gaze from his dick, her throat tight, thick.

  “Come here and suck my cock, take it into your mouth like you’re starving for it.” He was hard and unyielding in his command, and she shivered in response.

  God, she loved this erotic brutality from him. And then she was right in front of him and sinking to her knees. He had his hand in her hair and tightened his hold on the strands. The pain and pleasure coalesced as one.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful. You’re so fucking mine.” He sounded strained. “I know your cunt is all nice and juicy right now for me, isn’t it?”

  God, yes it was. And it was all for him.

  14

  Shea’s lips wrapped around his cock was the best fucking thing he’d ever felt. Abel stated down at her mouth as she started to suck him in deep. When she choked on him, he gripped her hair, wrapping it around his fist, and started to fuck her face.

  She gagged on his length and he let go just enough to let her breathe, then slammed in deep.

  Her hand was between her thighs, teasing her pretty virgin cunt.

  “Are you wet for me, baby? Show me those pretty fingers.” She held her fingers up for him to see they were in fact glistening.

  “You want to come?”

  She hummed around his dick.

  Pulling out of her mouth, he lifted her up onto the bed and stared down at her cunt. She really was a beautiful woman, and soon she’d be split open, on his dick. He couldn’t fucking wait.

  First though, he had to get her prepared for him. Keeping her legs open, he licked and teased at her pretty clit, sucking the bud into his mouth, getting her wetter with every passing second. She wriggled beneath him, moaning his name, screaming it so that it echoed around the room.

  Licking, sucking, biting, nibbling, he drew her close to orgasm but didn’t let her find that release, not until he knew she couldn’t stand his teasing any longer. Only when that happened did he throw her over the edge into the abyss. He used his fingers to finish her off, watching as she came a second time with just his fingers.

  Removing his clothes in quick time, he climbed onto the bed, moving her so that her head was against the pillows. Taking hold of her hands, he pressed them on either side of her head, kissing her lips. He couldn’t get enough of her. She was all his now and he wasn’t going to give her back. The time for her being anywhere but near him was over. He was laying his claim to her. He’d given her a chance to find someone else.

  That wasn’t happening again.


  “This is going to hurt, baby. I don’t want it to but it will.”

  She nodded and spread her legs wide for him.

  Holding both of her hands in one of his, he held her down, reaching between his legs and grabbing his cock. He was already so hard. He knew he was going to have to get some fucking control to take her and to make this last.

  He wouldn’t last more than a few seconds.

  Sliding the tip up and down her pretty cunt, he watched her gasp. Bumping her clit, he relished the cries that escaped her lips. He couldn’t stand to wait any longer. Moving his cock to her entrance, he stared into her eyes, and slammed past that thin flesh of her virginity, going up to the hilt inside her.

  She screamed out in pain, which he expected.

  Tears glistened in her eyes and she arched up, trying to fight him. He wouldn’t let her go. He was stronger and he had taken control.

  She was beneath him.

  He stayed perfectly still.

  His cock deep inside her.

  He’d felt that tight flesh give.

  Shea belonged to him now.

  No one else was ever going to know the pleasure of her tight cunt, and fuck, she was tight. He closed his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he counted to ten and tried to bring some control to himself.

  He didn’t want to ruin her first time.

  “I’m so sorry, baby. So sorry.”

  “It hurt.”

  “I know.” There was no way of avoiding it. Unless she’d fucked someone else and he didn’t like that. He didn’t want her to be with anyone else. She was his now. His woman to take care of, to love, to fuck.

  He was going to make up for lost time. She wasn’t going to be able to walk straight by the time he was through with her.

  She gave a little wiggle and he heard her sigh.

  “Are you ready for me to take you?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  He pulled out of her tight heat, staring at his cock. There was a smear of her virgin blood on his length. Proof that she now belonged to him and only to him.

  Driving back inside her, he pulled out and did it again, hearing her cry out.

  Her moans were sweet music to his senses.

  In and out he fucked her, letting her get used to the feel of him.

  The bed hit the wall, and the pleasure was too much. Releasing her hands, he gripped her hips and started to pound away inside her. She didn’t protest or complain so he did it harder, fucking her.

  Her cream coated his dick, and he drove back inside, feeling her walls tighten around him. She was so fucking perfect in every single way.

  “I’m not going to last, baby, but don’t worry, I’m going to make it up to you.”

  He thrust inside her one final time and cried out as he filled her. Wave upon wave of his cum, filling her tight cunt.

  Even as his release started to subside, he wanted her again.

  15

  He was insatiable for her and there was no stopping it.

  Abel pushed her legs apart and settled between them, his cock rock hard and her pussy soaking wet. It had only been a few hours since he’d taken her virginity, claimed her as his. But still he wanted her. Abel needed to fill her up again, needed his cum deep in her body as a mark of ownership.

  “I want to be inside of you again, baby,” he breathed out roughly.

  “Then be inside of me.”

  He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against hers.

  “I want you so fucking much, Shea. I’ve never wanted a woman like this, never needed one this badly.” He pulled back and looked at her face. ‘I’ve been without a woman for so long, never wanting one in my life the way I want you. There’s something special about you. I can feel it.”

  She smiled. “I feel it too.” She rose up and kissed him softly. “Be with me again, Abel.” And then she was the one taking his mouth in a bruising kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist, the position causing her pussy to align perfectly with the head of his erection.

  She dug her heels into him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  In a great surge he pushed his cock into her, but had to force himself to go slow at the tight feel. She was wet, soaking even, but fuck was she squeezing him in an iron-like grip.

  “You’re so big,” she moaned against his mouth. “You’re stretching me so much. God, it feels so good.”

  Yeah, it bordered on the painful side to him, too, but dammit, it felt incredible. He moved slower into her, felt her inner muscles milking him, and cursed. “Christ, baby.” He didn’t want to hurt her, but at this rate he’d come before he was fully inside of her. He leaned back, took hold of her legs, and pushed them as wide as they could go.

  She braced her feet flat on the bed and gripped the comforter beneath her. Abel put his thoughts aside and looked between her thighs. He was riveted to the sight of her pussy stretched wide around his length. Her cunt was red from the blood flow of her arousal, and so wet her inner thighs were glossy from her cream.

  Her eyes were barely open when he lifted his gaze and looked at her face, and her chest rose and fell violently, her breasts shaking from the force of it. Curling his fingers into the soft skin of her thighs, he thrust the rest of his dick into her until his balls slapped against her ass and she’d taken every fucking inch of him. He gave her a moment to grow accustomed to his size, and then started to slowly pump in and out of her.

  He worked his cock into her, making her take all of him.

  Her clit was swollen and just begging for attention. He placed his thumb on the hard little nub, rubbing it back and forth until she writhed on the bed. Soon the sloppy sound of her wet pussy sucking at his cock filled the room, and the smell of their sex slammed into his nose. Damn, he was close to coming, so close, but he was holding himself back.

  “Come on, baby. Get off for me.”

  She arched her head back and her mouth opened on a silent cry as she did just that. The rhythmic pull of her inner muscles milking his dick would have sent him over the edge, but Abel didn’t want it to end just yet. This wasn’t going to stop until he’d had his fill of her, until she was sore tomorrow but still begging for more.

  In and out, keeping the same pace every time, and experiencing the buildup of his orgasm, was all Abel was thinking about right now.

  He felt his climax approach. It started as a tingling at the base of his spine and moved quickly through him. “I’m going to come,” she mewled.

  Abel leaned in and kissed her just as his orgasm tore through him. He came harder than he ever had. It sucked the air from his lungs, stole his sanity, and he knew that he would never be the same.

  Not as long as Shea was with him.

  Abel groaned once more and stilled as his pleasure finally receded. He pulled out of her reluctantly and lay beside her, pulling her in close. They lay there for several minutes, neither saying anything.

  “Just hold me. Don’t let go,” she whispered sleepily.

  He held her, kept her close to his body, and inhaled her scent. He’d finally found peace while with this woman. “I’m never letting you go.” He closed his eyes, let himself succumb to the darkness, and found solace in sleep.

  16

  Shea giggled as she stirred the scrambled eggs in the pan. She wore one of Abel’s shirts, not that it helped in covering her body. He stood directly behind her, kissing her neck, making her sigh and laugh. They’d only just gotten out of bed and she was starving. He was too with the way his stomach was grumbling.

  “You’re going to have to stop that. We need to eat.”

  “I can eat you.”

  “Now that does sound tempting.” She put the spoon down, spun in his arms, and smiled. “You can eat me right after breakfast if you still want to.”

  “Oh believe me, I want to. Nothing is going to stop me.” He gripped her ass and she was so tempted to let him have his way but then she heard his stomach and there was no way she would let him starve.

  They needed to eat to kee
p up their energy. Serving up their breakfast of toast, eggs, and bacon, she put his plate in front of him and went to take a seat when he pulled her down onto his lap.

  “What are you doing?”

  “I can eat with you on my lap.” He settled her onto his leg and she rolled her eyes at his caveman attitude—not that it was a problem. She loved it when he grabbed her. He never hurt her and when his hands were all over her, she was ready for him to love her, to take her.

  Abel kept his hand on her waist as he scooped up his eggs. She heard him moan and she started to eat.

  His hands stroked her hip and she felt an answering pull inside her pussy. They’d made love all morning and night without eating a thing.

  “So I was thinking we could unpack your stuff. You can stay with me for a while,” he said. “No pressure, but I like having you here. I love it in fact.”

  “You’re sure you don’t mind me crashing?”

  “No. I’ll make sure to let Frank know where you’re at for when he needs to get ahold of you.”

  “Okay. What about work? I have to go back in a few days.”

  “We’ll deal with that when the time comes. In the meantime let’s just relax and enjoy this time, okay?”

  Her heart thundered. As crazy as it seemed and sounded, even to her, she wanted to tell him she wanted to stay here, that she didn’t want to go back to town.

  “Truth is I’d love if you stayed with me, made this place your own.” His voice was thick. “That’s fucking insane but the truth, Shea.”

  Her heart jumped to her throat and the blood rushed through her veins.

  “I know we haven’t known each other for more than a handful of days, but shit, baby, no one has ever made me feel alive the way you have.”

  “That’s all I’ve ever wanted, all I’ve been working toward,” she admitted. “I’ve wanted a cabin of my own, away from everyone and everything, just my thoughts and self to keep me company.” She glanced away, telling him what she hadn’t told anyone before. “And how I feel for you, what I want with you, it’s crazy but real.”