Page 14 of Her Mountain Man Veteran

“I’m so sorry they put you through that,” I tell her. “Fuck, I hate them for treating you so badly. They didn’t deserve to have you as a daughter. Not for one second.”

She takes her hands from her face, and I wipe her tears away, running my thumb over her cheek.

“Thank you,” she says with a watery smile. “You’re right, they didn’t deserve me. But I’m not sure I deserve Brody either.”

“Of course you do. You deserve the world, Celeste.” I stare into those sky-blue eyes, my heart flooding with affection. “You have no idea how fucking perfect you are.”

Her face softens, tears drying as she looks at me. Then she leans in to kiss me—a long, lingering kiss which says more than words ever could. Now that I know Celeste’s story, I care about her more than ever, and I kiss her back desperately, an unspoken promise that I won’t let anybody hurt her ever again. When we pull apart, her eyes are burning, raw and vulnerable, and the air shifts between us—thicker and warmer than before. All our walls are down, all our secrets laid bare, and there’s nothing left but me and her.

We don’t say another word.

We don’t need to.

We move as one, blood pumping, hands grabbing at each other’s clothes as the desire I’ve been holding back surges through me. I’m going to claim this angel once and for all. She’s mine, and she’s about to find out exactly what that means.

9

CELESTE

The room seemsto spin as Dane’s hands tear at my dress, pulling it off and pushing me back onto the couch so that I’m lying on the leather cushions. As he unbuttons his shirt, I unclip my bra and shrug it off, leaving me naked beneath his gaze. I shiver as he stares at my body, raking his burning eyes over every curve, but it doesn’t occur to me to feel self-conscious—not with Dane. The need that rages between us is too strong for that, and after telling him my story, I feel closer to him than ever.

Now all I want is to be his.

All his.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he growls as he lets his shirt fall to the ground, revealing his broad chest. His arms bulge with muscles, and the sight of him takes my breath away just like the first time. But when I walked in on him naked before, I turned around, never looking at the bottom half of his body. This time, I watch eagerly as he unbuckles his belt and slides down his jeans and boxers in one fluid motion, kicking them aside.

Holy crap.

Dane’s cock is as massive as the rest of him—thick and meaty—pre-cum glistening from the tip. He towers over me like a giant, and I stare greedily at his naked body, from his muscular legs to the hard bulk of his chest. Red-hot desire pulses between my thighs, filling me with an ache that only Dane can relieve.

“I need you,” I tell him. “Please…”

He doesn’t keep me waiting. Instantly, he presses his huge body on top of mine, positioning himself between my legs. His hard length pokes against me, making me shiver with anticipation. I’m so ready for him. My arousal is seeping down my thighs and onto the couch as Dane’s eyes pierce mine, and suddenly I feel him inching inside me, stretching me around his giant cock. He moves forward, pushing so deep that I see stars, and when he bottoms out with a groan, I’m so full of him I can hardly breathe.

“Fuck, sugar, you feel so good,” he groans, his beard rough against my chin as he leans down to kiss me. “You okay? Am I hurting you?”

I shake my head. “No. I’m okay.”

It doesn’t hurt, but the intense pressure is unlike anything I’ve felt before. I wrap my arms around Dane’s neck, holding tight as he starts to thrust his hips, sliding in and out of me in a steady rhythm. Our bodies rub together, skin-on-skin, and the sizzling friction makes me moan with pleasure.

“That feel good, princess?” Dane says.

“Yes…so good.”

“Ready for me to go faster?”

I nod eagerly and he makes a noise deep in his throat as he picks up the pace, his cock slapping into me.

“OH!” I cry, his brutal rhythm making my body tremble beneath him.

“Good girl.” Dane grits his teeth, sweat beading on his brow. “Take it, sugar. Take my cock.”

My mouth opens in a silent scream as Dane fucks me hard, our bodies slamming together as he claims my virginity. The wet smacking sounds of sex fill the room, mingling with the crackling fireplace and the raw moans ripping from my throat. I close my eyes, sobbing with pleasure, then Dane’s hand grabs my chin, gripping it tight.

“Look at me,” he orders.

I do as he says.

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