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“Teach Kiera to shoot a gun.”

Laughing, I press my lips to her forehead. “You werealmoston to something, little bird. We just had that talk. She reminded me that she had training.”

“You placed a Glock into a five-year-old Kiera’s hand?”

“She was maybe seven. It was a hunting rifle. I made a bonding activity of it, at Mam,” I clear my throat, “at Mam’s suggestion.”

I glance around, but we are alone in the darkness’ sweet, calm peace.

“That’s not the kicker, Ava. The lassie just told me our cousin, Erika, taught her toreallyshoot. She apologized about Da and said that I’m,” I let out an Arcadian breath, “I’mlike him.Regardless if I like it or not.”

Slender fingers brush through my hair as Ava looks up at me through a thick fan of lashes. “Having a few similar traits is okay, Kier.”

I scoop her into my arms, grab the meat of herarse, and growl into her ear. “Why thefeckdid you return to this room? My bed is bigger.”

She giggles. “So? Did we have an issue late last night in Bren—”

“Do not mention that weemotherfeckerwhile I’m trying tofeckyou.”

With a spark in Ava’s eyes, her full mouth, soft like velvet, sucks in my bottom lip, biting softly. I part her plush mouth with my teasing tongue, seeking her surrender. Ava melts into me, accepting my control as I deposit her onto the bed.

As I taste her, my hands explore her curves, drinking her in. She arched unconsciously, the swell of her pussy dragging over my waist. It begs for attention. I lower my mouth, claiming Ava’s breast. I savor the chocolate brown treasure with my tongue. Ava bucks against my fingers as I slip them into her dripping slit.

“Kieran, make love to me. I need to feel you inside me.”

I’m fully clothed, her naked, but I’m in no position to dominate.

“Make love to you?” I reply, voice hoarse

“Please.”

I take her in. In one movement, I shred the linen shirt from my body, have shoved out of my trousers, and positioned her calves over my shoulders.

My abdominals flex as the head of my dick slides in and out of the slick entrance of her pussy, loving the bewitching feel of her cunt. The tightness, the heat. Ava reaches under herarseto cup mybaws. While she squeezes lightly, I plunge the rest of my dick into her in an excruciating slow dive.

“You’re mine, little bird. Mine forever,” I groan,feckingher slow and deep while nibbling her nipples and playing with her clit.

I draw all the way out just to plunge hard into her again and again. Ava’s breasts jiggle maddeningly with every stroke. In response, she frantically clenches around me.

“Kieran, what are you doing to me?” Ava’s words trail off. Her eyes closed. Overcome by the intensity, she mews in delight.

“Ava, Ava,” I moan. I’m too hypnotized by her heated sleeve to speak. Her exquisite, hot pussy is on fire. Wee moans ripple from Ava’s mouth like tiny waves in the sea as I continue tofeckher. As I hammer her juicy cunt, I stay my own desire to release.

Mybawsslap herarse, sticking slightly to the nectar, and I groan, “Open your eyes, little bird.”Kieran, don’t you dare cum, younumpty!

The brightest beam eclipses Ava’s face as she follows the order. Her beautiful gaze revitalizes my cock, which was ready to release. “Kieran, I’m . . . I’m happy.” Her voice trembles as she cries out. “You make my body, all of me, so happy. You feel so good inside of me. . . so deep.”

“Oh, Ava, take all this dick. So deep,” I growl. I’m in danger of losing control as I watch my cum-soaked cock slide in and out of her wet, little pussy.

Ava’s inner lips stretch around my swollen shaft. There’s nothing I love more than watching myself slide into Ava’s cunt. Her clit spasms before another orgasm throws her over the edge.

God, I want to give Ava a wee bairn. I change rhythm, assaulting her clit with obscene thrusts.

“Oye! Kieran, Kieran. Kierrrrrannnnn!”Ava arches hard against my dick. I ram deep, cum erupting into her, hot, thick, and running out of Ava’s pussy, drawing her orgasm out.

While her pussy throbs around my dick, Ava cries out until I drown them with my lips. Exhausted, I collapse on top of her. My little bird’s limbs pull me deeper, and her wonderfully tight little pussy squeezes the last drops of cum out of me.

We lie, tangled in each other’s arms, both dozing off. I awaken to hear the call of an owl and reach over to turn off the lamp. But not before I notice the wee smile on Ava’s face as she lovingly sleeps.


Tags: Amarie Avant MacKenzie Scottish Crime Family Romance