one else ever has.

I can’t get enough of the way he owns my body, my soul, my spirit.

But when his thumb finds my clit, I can’t hold on any longer. The orgasm hits me like a tidal wave, out of nowhere, stealing my breath. I cry out in pleasure as he keeps moving in and out of me faster, his thumb still stroking my clit, prolonging the orgasm in the most pleasurable way.

Aftershocks are still running through my body when Kade grabs both my thighs hard enough to leave bruises and pushes into me one last time.

I can feel him come inside of me, and I realize we forgot to use protection. But unlike before, I’m not worried. Not only am I on birth control, I also realize I trust Kade to have told the truth about not sleeping with anyone besides me since we met.

He collapses on top of me, his face lying against my neck, his breath tickling my skin. I don’t move, but instead I close my arms around him, slowly caressing his back in an absentminded manner. Having him back, I just now realize how much I missed the feel of his skin against mine, the feel of him still inside of me.

I’m not paying attention to much besides being in the moment, when suddenly his head pops up, his eyes wide as he stares at me. “Shit, I’m so sorry,” he rushes out, stumbling over the words. “I didn’t mean to forget to use—”

I interrupt his rambling by placing a finger across his moving lips. I smile at the slightly panicked expression, knowing he’s worried about my reaction more than his. “I know. It’s fine, I’m on birth control.”

“And I’m clean. I got tested before we met, and I haven’t slept with anyone else. I—”

“I know, Kade.” I smile because I realize now I can trust him, should have from the beginning. Looking back, he’s never shown me any kind of deceit. Even when he didn’t like me, he never made a secret what he thought of me.

He judged me before he knew me, but he never pretended to be something he wasn’t, or like me for whatever gain he could get out of me.

“I trust you,” I say, believing it to the bottom of my soul that I can. He’s shown it more than once, I just didn’t see it.

His smile is beautiful, like he’s just won the biggest prize in the world. “You don’t know what you giving me your trust means to me. Especially since I know you don’t give it easily.” He leans down to kiss me in a slow and thorough kiss, his tongue stroking the fire barely extinguished by the orgasm.

He leans back and once again rocks my world with a few simple words. “I promise you I’ll cherish that trust like the treasure it is for the rest of my life and beyond. Because no matter where you go, I’ll follow.”

Tears spring to my eyes at his words, knowing he means each of them. I return, “I love you, more than I ever could have imagined. I missed you every day for the past three months, and there wasn’t a day I didn’t think about you, even when I didn’t want to, instead hoping you’d catch a nasty STD that hurt like hell.” He chuckles at my words, causing me to moan since he’s still rock-hard inside of me. “I couldn’t help but think about you every spare moment I didn’t distract myself.”

“Hence running as far as you could and entering as many competitions as possible.”

I sigh. “Yeah.”

“Fair warning, Princess. There’s no place far enough you could hide from me. Sooner or later, I’d find you. You’re mine.”

I never thought I’d be the type of person who likes to be claimed caveman style, but if Kade taught me anything it’s that when it comes to him, I have no boundaries. I love surrendering my control to him and letting him take care of me. And I know giving him my trust will make his possessiveness only worse. But regardless of his dominant tendencies, I know he’ll never try to control me outside the bedroom. To the contrary, during the short time we were together in Montana, he pushed me to be the best I could be, helped me with the exercises my physical therapist gave me, and held me accountable to actually do them.

He was the first one to tell me I could do anything. He never doubted my ability to not only make the Olympic team but to actually win.

Coming to the realization he’s not only a good man, but also the perfect man for me, I smile at him and slowly trace an invisible line from his lips down this neck and chest, watching goosebumps erupt on his skin. “How about you make me yours once more, right here, right now. And make sure I never forget who I belong to.”

I watch as that devious smile returns, causing a shiver to run along my spine. I bite my lips in anticipation at what he’s about to do.

“You’re insatiable,” he whispers before he leans down to claim my lips, kissing me like he’s starved for the taste of me.

For the rest of the night, he showed me repeatedly just who I belong to, who owns every single part of me.

It isn’t until the early morning hours that we fall into an exhausted sleep tangled up in one another, blissfully happy.

Chapter Thirty-One

A loud bang rouses me from deep sleep. I’m not sure what’s going on, and unwilling to leave this warm cocoon I’m in to go find out. Whatever it is, I’m sure it can wait for later. Dismissing the noise, I try to burrow deeper into the warmth, only to face-plant into a pillow when the warm body I

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