His hand circles to my clit as he thrusts, slowly at first, until a wince of pain overtakes the stretching.
“Ouch!” I wince, reaching back for his hand.
He holds me tight. “Should I stop?”
“Harder,” I beg, desperate for his come. “I want all of you inside of me.” I’m not quite sure what I’ve just asked for, but guessing by the size of him, that’s impossible. Even three-quarters of him would have me writhing in pain.
At least I think it will, until I feel myself getting wetter. As I do, the pain subsides, and he’s able to stretch in further.
“Oh my God,” he groans, thrusting into my hips harder as he continues to scrub at my clit. “You’re so tight. You like being taken like an animal, don’t you?”
I whine out as the edge of an orgasm begins to circle my hips. “Yes, fuck me harder. Come inside of me.” Gasps of ecstasy leave my throat as he rams his hips into my ass and his balls slap against me. Faster then slower. Harder then softer. He works in rhythm with me until all at once I’m screaming out in pleasure, as I coat his cock in cream.
“Oh fuck,” he groans, wailing like a beast. He’s as far as he can go inside of me when his body seizes and he bucks into me one final time, bellowing out as he fills me with his hot seed.
For a moment longer, he thrusts lighter, then pulls from with me and leans my head against his chest as his come drips from the tip of his cock onto my toes. I want his come all over me and I’m tempted to scrub it into my skin like lotion, but I feel too good tucked against his neck, listening to the sound of his heart slam against his chest.
“You felt so good,” he groans, kissing the top of my head. “If that doesn’t make us a baby or three, I’ll be surprised.”
Humming into his chest, I take in his scent and grip his hand in mine, the arrows on his thumbs pointing toward me as he tips my gaze up to his. “You’re mine… always.”
I’m tempted to ask him if his grandmother was playing matchmaker with her psychic abilities, but I decide that’s a conversation for another day. Right now, I’m listening to the river as it continues with its story. This time, with our secrets in its water.
Epilogue
Eight Years Later
Wyatt
The sun drops low into the mountainside as Josie and the kids get dressed for the party. Raven is twenty-one today and Henry and Cami have gone all out at the stables. Everyone in town will be there. Hell, it might be the biggest event we’ve attended since our wedding by the river’s edge. Though, we kept the wedding small with just a handful of our closest friends and family, a cake Josie made, and hand cut wildflowers from the meadow just beyond the ridge.
“The boys are on their feet,” Josie says, “but I have the cake in the car. Did you load Raven’s gift?”
I nod. “I’m not sure Cami is going to like it, though.”
“You’ve been working on it for a year, and it’s beautiful. Anyone would be lucky to get a hand carved canoe for their birthday.”
“Yeah, but you know how superstitious Cami has been with boats since that reading she got from my grandma a million years ago.”
Josie smiles and tips up onto her toes to kiss my cheek. “Raven likes boats. She wants to explore the lake. This is a good way for her to do it. I don’t think any shipwreck tattooed man could soften that girl, anyway. She’s a powerhouse of epic proportions. The girl was raised by Henry after all. Besides, you talked to Cami about the canoe, right?”
I nod. “Yeah, I guess. You look great by the way.” My gaze drags up and over Josie who’s wearing a thin strapped sundress with tiny pink roses printed over white.
She smiles. “That’s nice of you to say. I think this is the first time since the boys were born that I’ve put perfume on.”
“I haven’t noticed. You smell good every day.”
“I smell like donuts every day,” she laughs. “Thanks to you.”
“That was eight years ago, sweetheart. You can stop thanking me.”
“I’ll never stop thanking you! You bought me the shop! You gave me three strapping boys. You give me a love that I can’t describe, Wyatt. I’ll never stop being thankful.”
Josie’s gaze meets mine and a wealth of warmth rushes over me. Every day with her is like heaven and I’m a lucky man to be standing in her presence.
“Colt, Cash, and Ben… you boys ready to go?” Josie calls out before leaning against my chest.
The boys holler back in unison. “Raven’s here. We’re headed out to say hi.”