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She took all of me bare and the bliss it gave me was almost beyond words. Knowing every inch of her was taking my cock for the first time made me long to bury myself in her every day for the rest of our lives.

“More. Give me more.” She held onto me.

Her nails raked across my back and urged me on. The walls of her channel clamped down around my shaft and I knew she was close. A few more strokes and she would be taking my milk, too.

“Go ahead, baby. Come. Give me your juices,” I growled.

Her heels pressed into my ass and her thighs squeezed my waist. I could feel her heart racing wildly.

She was so pure and so very, verymine.

I feed her hungry pussy every inch of my cock, and just like that my baby exploded.

Evie screamed through her release, her pulsating pussy shredding every last bit of my self-control.

Sitting balls-deep inside her tight channel, the first blast of hot cum spilled from me, coating her insides with my seed.

I pulled back enough to watch her come undone and spill the rest of myself inside her walls.

I ground into her with small thrusts, taking every ounce of juice I can get and feeding her my own.

“That’s it, baby. You’re mine.”

I leaned down, caressing my lips over hers and growled when she slid her fingers into my hair and took the kiss deeper, claiming me as hers.

When her breathing grew slow, I eased from her, silently cursing. No way I wanted to leave the warmth of her body and the feel of her wrapped around me, but I knew my princess needed tending too.

I crossed to the bathroom and said a little prayer there was running water. I snagged a cloth from her toiletry bag and cleaned her gently before doing the same for myself.

Just looking at her made me grow hard again. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep lying next to her without taking her again.

Instead, I sat bare assed in a cracked chair and listened to the wind die down outside, staring at the gorgeous creature stretched out before me. She was going to be a handful, all right. Her father had spoiled her beyond standards I could ever understand. It was a miracle she’d remained a virgin so long.

I wasn’t a praying man but I was ready to get down on my knees and thank the stars above that I was the one sent to retrieve her. Just the thought of Fremont or that bastard Madds her father kept around made me see red.

I shifted my weight in the chair and the wood cracked underneath my weight.

On the bed, my beauty stirred like a cat waking from a nap. She stretched and cracked an eye open at her surroundings. Her smile turned mischievous when she saw me.

I stood up, letting her get a good look. A warm blush brushed over her cheeks but she didn’t drop her gaze.

“Ready for another first?” I asked, climbing on the bed. I knelt over her and dropped my head back when her soft hands gripped my cock and stroked me from base to tip.

“Fuck, baby, we might not ever leave this place.” Before I could follow up my words with actions a tiny grumble hit my ears.

She pressed a hand to her stomach and my heart nearly dropped out of my chest at the tiny laugh she gave.

“Umm, can I take a raincheck on that?”

I smiled, knowing the perfect place to take her if the storm has let up enough.

CHAPTER 6

EVIE

The snowfall turned from solid sheets to a light flurry and I give up a little prayer of gratitude Gabriel is better at driving in snow than I am. Only with the power of a Christmas miracle do we manage to drive the remaining ten miles to a tiny town off the interstate.

“Christmas, Michigan,” I whispered softly.

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