Page 16 of Double XL Mountain Men (Cold Mountain Nights #11)

In this excerpt, Christian enjoys his ex’s daughter.

“You were incredible,” the mountain man rasps. “So sexy and responsive. Do you think you’re ready for it now?”

There’s no question what he’s referring to because his massive cock is pressed against my belly, insistent with need.

I look up into his blue eyes, and there’s nothing I’ve ever wanted more in my life.

I want to be crammed full of his hardness, my womanly curves filled with his masculine intensity.

Yet a tremor of anxiety runs through my pelvis, and I bite my lip hesitantly.

“Yes, Daddy, I’m ready. But be gentle, okay? I’ve ... well, I’ve never done this before.”

Christian goes stock still over me, supporting his massive weight on his elbows. Those blue eyes become intense, devouring my own.

“What do you mean?” he rasps.

Suddenly, I grow embarrassed and tears fill my eyes. My hands flutter to a stop against his broad shoulders and I turn my head towards the pillow, unable to meet his penetrating gaze.

“Well, there were boys in high school, but we never did it,” I say in a tremulous whisper. “I mean, they wanted to but I never let them, so it’s my first time,” I finish, my voice practically inaudible now. “I’m sorry. I know this isn’t what you want.”

Christian lets out a low rumble, his big hand turning my chin so that I have no choice but to look at him.

“No, baby, this is what I want. You are what I want, and knowing you’ve never been a man makes it even more precious. Thank you, sweetheart, for gifting me with your innocence. I’ll go slow,” he promises in a throaty voice. “It might kill me, but I’ll be gentle.”

Then, he knees my thighs even further apart with his own, his masculine form huge, heavy, and hot above me.

His tip nudges against my small opening, and I inhale sharply, looking up at Christian’s masculine features, eyes wide.

Is it just me, but does tenderness fill his gaze?

He seems to soften a bit at seeing my nerves, and drops his lips to brush against my own in a soft kiss.

“Relax,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Put your legs around my hips, baby. It’s going to be fine.”

I do as he commands, opening myself even wider, and his cockhead sinks slowly between my vaginal lips.

“Ooooh,” I moan breathily, closing my eyes for a moment. Christian kisses me again, talking me through the penetration.

“You’re doing great,” he croons. “You’re tight, juicy, and fucking drenched, baby. It’s going to be fine.”

He ducks his head to suck at a big breast, and I cry out because it feels so good! Hot darts of desire go straight from my nipple to my cunt, and before I realize it, his cock’s sinking even deeper into my womanly wetness.

“Ohhh,” I sigh, straining a bit.

“I need to stretch you out,” Christian rasps while circling his hips to the left, and then to the right. “You’re small, baby, and don’t get me wrong because tightness feels so fucking good. But you need to be stretched all the same.”

A small wince of pain crosses my features because the mountain man is being gentle, but it doesn’t completely make up for the fact that he’s just huge. My vag feels strained and every part of me feels taken as he sinks further and further into my innocent sweetness.

“Ohhhh,” I moan again, straining a bit against his penetration. “It hurts!”

“I know, baby,” he soothes, kissing me again as his big body tightens and hardens above me, shaking a bit with the strain of going slow.

“You’re doing great,” he croons again. “So fucking sweet and sexy. Are you ready for it?” Then, without waiting for my reply, his hips punch forward, breaking my internal barrier, and suddenly, I’m filled to the brim with that massive shaft.

My pussy is crammed completely full with hard, hungry dick, and I scream before Christian muffles it with his kiss.

“So young,” he breathes in a worshipful tone. “So innocent and sexy. But I know you have a hungry cunt, sweetheart, and you need Daddy’s hard cock to relieve the tension. Isn’t that so? What girl would shave her pretty pussy otherwise, other than to please her Daddy?”

What the hell? I’m obviously shaved and hairless, but has the alpha male been spying on me? I stare up at him, eyes wide, and he grins down at me, a smirk on those handsome features.

“Fuck yeah, I saw you, baby, in the shower,” he intones while beginning to move his hips inside. “You’re a naughty, naughty girl, you know that? Lifting your leg up to shave that tender puss. You were getting yourself ready for Daddy, weren’t you? Just like a good little girl.”

I know I should be offended by his spying but the fact is that I feel aroused.

I want this man to watch me when I’m nude, slick, and wet.

I want him to see the pinkness of my pussy, and then stare hard as I show him my back pucker.

I want him to turn me around and claim my curves as his, ejaculating deep inside my fertile womb.

So I merely squeeze my internal muscles around his hardness before snaking my arms around that bronzed neck.

“Yes, I was shaving for you, Daddy,” I whisper throatily. “Come join me in the shower the next time if you want. I promise I’ll make you happy.”

To be continued…