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“No problem. Hannah showed me what to do. I imagine it will be a while before she is awake. Her ordeal just wore her out.”
“Things should start settling down now that Jenkins and his gang are out of the picture,” Zach said while cracking eggs into a bowl for scrambled eggs.
“That reminds me. How would you feel about me building a house on the property here for Hannah and me? It was always my intention when I came to claim her as my mate. I just got sidetracked by the gang activity.”
“It’s OK by me. I’d rather have you guys close by since Hannah is the only family I have besides Grace and Will. And I can surely understand that you need your own space.”
“We’ll talk more later after I finish chores.”
As I went outdoors, the sun was rising above the horizon in a clear sky. More than half of the displaced ranchers had already left, and the rest were in various stages of packing up to follow suit. I felt a certain amount of pride that my work had improved their circumstances, allowing them to return home.
Now was the time to rebuild the community that one man’s greed had fractured. The Cyborg Rangers assigned me the job of protector of this region. Medicine BowMountains, Brislow—all of it. It sounded like a lot, but the whole area was sparsely populated, with only a couple more towns about the size of Brislow and the ranches in between. Ranchers had abandoned many of them long ago.
Hannah and I could probably find one to claim as our own, but with everything she and Zach had been through, I thought she would be happier living close to her brother. But I would leave that up to her.
The rest of the displaced ranchers had left by the time I finished caring for the livestock, tending the garden, and collecting the eggs. Back at the ranch house, I set the egg basket on the kitchen counter and went to our room to check on Hannah.
She was just coming out of the bathroom naked when I entered the room. I couldn’t help smiling as I savored the sight of her. She was the most beautiful woman in the world, my woman. I went to her and slid my arms around her.
“How do you feel, sweetheart?”
“Just fine now that you’re here.” She slid her hands up my chest and around my neck, gazing up at me with her lips parted, inviting me to kiss her. Of course, I did, long and slow. By the timeI finished, Hannah was pulling my shirt untucked from my trousers and opening the hook-and-loop closure on them.
I took off my boots and stepped out of them after she pushed them to the floor. Then, I pulled my T-shirt off over my head. At first, I thought she was just going to help me undress, only she knelt on the floor in front of me and began to stroke my cock.
I groaned as I realized what she was about to do. It felt so damn good I wasn’t about to stop her. She kissed and licked up and down the length of it while massaging my balls. I widened my stance as the sensations of her caresses drove me wild. As she dragged her tongue to the tip, she took the head into her mouth, licking and sucking it. Since only a portion would fit in her mouth, she worked the rest with her hand.
I held out as long as I could, letting her decide whether I would come in her mouth or not. This was something we hadn’t done before. As much as I enjoyed it, I was ever cognizant of her pleasure as well. As I watched her, running my fingers through her hair, it seemed clear that she was enjoying it as well.
“I’m going to come, baby. Whatever you decide is fine.”
“Mm-hm.” Was her only reply as she sucked harder. Then, it was too late as I cameshooting my seed down her throat. She took it all and looked up at me, proudly smiling as she swallowed the last.
Chapter Nineteen
Hannah
When I finished pleasuring him, Raven picked me up under the arms and held me against him so we were chest to chest. Kissing me fiercely, he dominated my mouth with his wicked tongue. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, letting him take control and basking in it.
I had been with him long enough to know that he would give me everything I needed. It was a celebration of both our victory and our discovery of each other. I was amazed at how quickly we had fallen in love, perhaps because once I learned that we were a match, I had mentally prepared myself to love this man, and it wasn’t hard.
While he was kissing me, he walked us over to the bed and tipped us onto it. We continued kissing, and I ran my hands over his smooth skin and through his hair wherever I could reach. I enjoyed every moment of his presence in my arms while I basked in his hands and lips exploring my flesh.
Raven seemed to have made it his mission to kiss every part of my body. He also liked to tease me by taking his time working his way to my aching nipples that begged for his mouth on them. He sucked each of them at length, giving me my first orgasm, and that was only the beginning. That took the edge off as he worked his way down to my pussy. By then, I was dripping for him, and he took his time to lap my juices before his tongue found my clit. He licked and sucked.
I came so hard that I stuck my fist against my mouth to keep from screaming. I didn’t want Grace and Zach to think Raven was hurting me. I wasn’t hurting at all. He nursed me through a series of orgasmic contractions, and it was pure ecstasy.
When I had quieted, he laid his head on my belly and hugged me for a time; then, he crawled back up to lie over me. Raven kissed me, his lips tasting of me, a testament to his skill.
By then, Raven was ready for some serious breeding. He took me long and hard. I loved every minute of it. He took me on my back, then he turned me over and took me from behind. It was exhausting and exhilarating at the same time. And when we finished, Raven carriedme to the bathroom for a shower.
After a two-hour nap, Raven brought me breakfast in bed, even though it was actually lunchtime.
I had just finished pulling on my shirt as he entered the room. The heated look he gave me made me blush because I knew he was thinking about the sex we’d had earlier.
“I heard you moving around, and I thought you’d be hungry by now,” he said, setting a tray on the bedside table.
“Oh, that was so sweet of you, but you didn’t have to do that.”
