Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 100029 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100029 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Brogan raised his head and ordered, “Let go or I will spill my seed in your hand when I would rather spill it inside you.”
Annis let go instantly. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Brogan groaned. “We have just gotten started.”
“I cannot wait. I need you inside me,” she ordered.
His thumb worked its way through her thatch of red hair to tease her sensitive nub. “I can satisfy you more than once.”
She grabbed his arm to move his hand off her, but she could not budge it. “Nay, Brogan. Our marriage must be consummated for our vows to be sealed, so no one can take you from me.”
His hand stilled and he leaned his face close to hers. “I would kill anyone who dares to take you from me.”
She took his face in her hands. “I love you, Brogan, now and always.”
His heart filled with a love and a joy he had never known, not until this fiery-haired beauty entered his life. Good God, how he loved her. He went to tell her, but she pressed her fingers to his lips.
“Now, husband, I need you now,” she urged, spreading her legs.
Sweet wetness greeted the tip of his shaft as he rested it at her entrance, and he fought the overpowering urge to sink into her and feel her close around him. “Hold on to me,” he ordered.
Her hands rushed and took hold of his muscled arms as best she could.
“Tell me if I hurt you,” he said.
She shook her head. “You won’t.”
“You will tell me,” he ordered, gritting his teeth against the pulsating strength of his needy shaft.
Annis raised her bottom and wiggled her backside and the tip of his shaft slipped in. “Now, Brogan. Now!”
He surrendered to her demand and as he slipped in intending to go slow, her backside shot up and plunged him deep inside her.
She let out a cry, he thought of pain, then she began to move beneath him.
He moved as well, his strong arms stiff on either side of her, keeping him hovering above her as he drove in and out of her, setting a rhythm for them that he increased slowly.
Her sheath was tight and wet and felt so amazing that he was sure he would never get enough of her. But the best part was that being inside her was that for the first time in a very long time, or perhaps forever, he did not feel alone. He felt he was part of her. He felt he was loved.
Annis held on to him tight and moaned with a pleasure that built as Brogan’s tempo increased. She raised her backside slamming against him, urging him to go faster.
Brogan caught her eyes with his. “I do not want to hurt you.”
“I am not fragile,” she assured him.
He grinned. “Hold on, wife.”
Annis did just that and lost herself with every powerful thrust until…
Plunk!
The fat raindrop hit her forehead and she ignored it, but then another followed and another. Brogan’s head was tilted back as he moaned with his own pleasure, leaving the raindrops to miss him and hit her.
She ignored them, not wanting to disturb his enjoyment or her own, or the need that overpowered her, but raindrops increased coming faster and faster and she realized that the hole in the roof was growing wider.
“Brogan!”
His head shot up and when he saw her rain-soaked face, he quickly moved to cover her.
“You have to hurry,” she urged. “The hole in the roof grows bigger.”
“I will move us.”
“NAY! NAY!” She moved urgently against him.
Brogan realized she was too close to climax, but then so was he. It would take merely seconds and he pounded into her with an urgency they both felt.
Annis cried out as she exploded with such intense pleasure that she thought she might faint, and it grew when she heard Brogan join her.
At that moment, part of the roof above them collapsed, pouring rain down upon them and roof debris.
Brogan hurried and lowered himself down over her, covering her entirely with his body, while they both shuddered from their explosive climaxes. After a few moments, he felt her tremble beneath him, and he worried that she might have gotten hurt.
He raised himself above her. “Annis?”
She was laughing. “This wonderful night is going to live long and happily in my memory.” She grabbed his face and kissed him and laughed again. “You are getting soaked. We should move now.”
He laughed as well, realizing he had given them both what he had hoped, a memory they would never forget. He kept her covered from the rain as best he could until they found a dry spot in the dwelling.
“Our love-making brought us luck,” she said as she dried herself with a blanket that had not gotten wet.
“Luck?” he asked, thinking how luck had avoided him these many years.