First he made me his for a night. Then he made me his forever.
On a dark, stormy night, a stranger stripped me bare in my own hotel room, spanked my ass red, and then pinned me to the bed and turned my most shameful fantasies into raw, filthy reality.
No names. No commitments.
Then I returned to my life, thinking I’d seen the last of the gorgeous Marine turned mountain man who rutted me like a beast while I screamed loud enough for the whole building to hear.
But fate had other plans.
With a killer leaving a trail of death in Danger Falls, my job as a park ranger required me to hire a tracker, and the man turned out to be the same chiseled god who made me his once already.
And this time he’s not letting me go after just one night.
Author: Piper Stone
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$5.99
Length: 88,600 words
Excerpt
When he wrapped his hand around his cock, rubbing the tip up and down my pussy as he kept me kneeling, I planted my hands on his shoulders.
“You want this?” I asked, as if I didn’t already know the answer.
“I’m taking it.”
His gruffness was attractive where it wouldn’t be on another man. He pulled me down more gently than I thought possible, allowing me to buck against him.
He cupped both breasts as I rocked against him, flicking his thumbs back and forth across my nipples. Watching him, including the shift in his eyes, was powerful. He was a man full of emotions but didn’t like to show them. The moment he pinched my taut buds, I cried out; it wasn’t from the pain, but from the shock as another flash of electricity tore through both of us.
Everything about this would remain private and something special. Not that I had any girlfriends to tell.
The seconds ticked into minutes and I squeezed my pussy muscles to try to encourage him to come. He wasn’t ready. His answer was to pinch both nipples, twisting them until a wash of anguish mixed with the wave of pleasure.
He was rock hard and so big I knew I’d be sore in the morning, but it would be well worth the discomfort.
Just when I thought for certain he was going to let go, he pulled me off. As he’d done before, he acted as if my body was his to play with, turning me over onto all fours. This would never be considered romantic, but I didn’t care. This was incredible.
He wasn’t going to waste time and he thrust his cock deep inside. I could swear he’d reached my overheated core. He repeated the move several times before cracking his hand against my backside.
What the hell?
All the wiggling I could do didn’t matter as he smacked my bottom several times. I’d be damned if he wasn’t ambidextrous, using his other hand to ensure both cheeks were equally covered. The pain was more exhilarating than it should be. Then again, he wasn’t spanking me harshly. It took me a few minutes to realize what he was doing.
Too late.
He shoved his thumb deep inside my asshole and I threw my head back. Only this time, my scream was silent. The discomfort was entirely different and as he drove it inside a few times, he kept his cock thrusting deep inside.
There was no mistaking what he was going to do.
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