Page 25 of Branded

Monty screams and lets go of every goddamn thing, snapping her pussy around me again and again as she's hit with never-ending waves of bliss. She's shivering and sweating and moaning uncontrollably.

With one last thrust, I burst inside of her, coming in long, powerful ropes, emptying every last drop into her fertile, young pussy. Goddamn, the vision of her round with our kid, her breasts full and sensitive… I release another round of hot cum deep inside her before rolling off to the side and dragging her limp, sated body on top of mine.

“I love… being with you,” I murmur, combing my fingers through her long auburn hair.Shit. I almost told her I loved her. I do, of course. Knew it the first moment her baby blues locked on mine. She’s not ready to hear that quite yet.

“Mmhm,” she sighs dreamily. “That was pretty okay.”

I grin, tipping my head down to pepper kisses all over her face. Monty giggles and swats me away, but I capture her wrists and pin them above her head, flipping her over and stretching my body over hers.

“Just okay?” I growl, nuzzling into the side of her neck and nipping her there. She squirms beneath me, her thighs parting to cradle my hips. Groaning, I trail kisses up her neck, pausing to scrape my teeth along her pulse point.

“Might have to try it again sometime,” Monty teases, though her voice is laced with need.

“Oh, I plan on taking you every chance I get, darlin’. But you need rest.” My beautiful, sassy girl pouts, sticking her bottom lip out and batting her eyelashes. “That look is going to be the death of me,” I murmur, brushing my lips over the shell of her ear. I can’t seem to keep my mouth off her for a single second. I want to inhale her scent, soak up her sweet touches, and tattoo her essence on the inside of my chest, right next to my heart. “But not today. Let me hold you.”

Monty softens at my words, crawling into my embrace when I flop over on my back and pat my chest. She curls up against me, her smooth, heated skin rubbing against mine, sealing us together. She wants to be loved so damn bad, and I’m sure as hell going to be the man to give her what she’s been missing out on.

I play with her wild locks, letting the strands slip through my fingers as I study her. Blue eyes latch onto mine, the sweetest smile curving up the corner of her lips. Monty’s cheeks are flushed, her breathing slowly returning to normal.

“This is kind of perfect,” she whispers, breaking eye contact.

I cup the side of her face, tilting her head up to meet my gaze. “This is what I’ll give you every day,” I vow, searing my promise into her very soul.

Tears well up in her light blue eyes, cracking my heart in two. She nods, then buries her face into the side of my neck. I wrap my arms around my precious girl, cradling her curvy body against mine and covering her with my strength, my certainty that we’re forever.

Soon, Monty’s breathing evens out, the last of the tension in her muscles melting away. I hold her while she sleeps, counting her breaths and thanking every god I can think of that she somehow ended up right here in my arms.

NINE

Monty

I slowly blink awake,though I’m not sure what woke me. And then I feel it. Griz’s warm, wet tongue licking up my pussy and sucking on my clit. A moan escapes my lips, and Griz growls, sending vibrations up into my very core.

He spreads me wide open, pinning my legs to the bed so he can drive his face deeper into my soaking wet cunt. I cry out when he spears his tongue into my entrance, his nose circling my clit. The man is suffocating on me, but he doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seems possessed, addicted, wild with the need to have more of me. All of me.

I grip his hair and hold on while Griz eats me out with such intensity, I start grinding into him and panting his name over and over again. My muscles tense, my spine bows off the bed, and my head falls back as I give myself over completely to him.

My stomach muscles are so tight they burn, and my thighs are trembling. My orgasm is right there, more forceful and urgent than anything I’ve ever felt before.

Griz hums into my quivering pussy and gives his head a shake. I cry out, a sharp, jagged sound, and fall over the edge. The fire in my belly expands, spreading through my limbs and up into my cheeks. It settles in my ears, making the whole world muffled and fuzzy. By the time it recedes into a warm glow, he’s kneading my thighs and kissing my belly.

"Morning, darlin’." I feel more than hear him, his voice rumbling over my skin as he continues placing open-mouthed kisses over my breasts and collarbone, making his way slowly up my neck and then finally crashing his lips down on mine in a possessive, punishing kiss. I taste myself on him, but I can't get enough. I kiss him back with the same passion he's giving me, moaning into his mouth and biting his bottom lip.

He growls and dives back in, sucking the air out of my lungs and replacing it with pure, raw lust. I need him.Cravehim. I feel inexplicably empty without his thick cock filling me up. I open my legs wider for him as he settles his hips into me and grinds his shaft against my folds, not yet entering me.

“Shit, Monty, are you sure?” he grits out. I can tell he’s on edge, and while I appreciate his restraint, that’s not what I want. I want that animalistic side of him he let out last night. I want to feel his power and his strength as he moves inside me.

“Please, I need you so bad,” I tell him honestly.

“Fuck,” he growls. “You’re not too sore?”

I wind my fingers in his hair and pull his face close to mine, staring him down. I don’t know where all of this boldness comes from, but before I can question it, the words tumble out of my mouth. “Griz, if you don’t stuff me full of your cock in the next ten seconds, I’m going to take care of myself.” He raises an eyebrow, giving me a look that says he wouldn’t mind me putting on a show for him. “And I won’t let you watch,” I smirk.

“You drive a hard bargain, angel,” he grunts, lining himself up with my entrance. “Jesus, you’re perfect. And mine. All fuckingmine,” he roars as he slams into me in one earth-shattering thrust. I swear he just ripped me in half. And I want more. So much more.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I yell over and over as he sets a relentless pace.

“Goddamn, I want to be buried deep inside you for the rest of my life,” he grunts as he thrusts in and out of me, stuffing me full of his dick and filling me full to bursting.


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