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Chapter 32

April

Shit, I can’t even catch my breath before he’s reaching deeper than he ever has.

This new position has the beads of his piercings bouncing off that spot that sends me mewling into the pillow.

Fuck.

The intensity is overwhelming. Stars burst behind my tightly closed eyes.

I swear I’m in a different plane of existence.

All that I can feel is him .

And it’s amazing.

His fingers dig into the soft flesh of my hip, and his panting grows louder, dotted with groans.

Those knobs are playing a drumbeat on my g-spot, pushing me to insane heights.

He curls over me, clutching my neck to pull me up for a fevered kiss.

“Give me one more,” he grunts, thrusting hard enough to slide me in the sheets.

He has to know I will.

I have no choice. My soul doesn’t belong to me, it’s off in the clouds, each orgasm pushing me higher than the last.

Another will send me into the cosmos.

His burning palm works down my body, and when his finger hits my stretched clit, I know I’m done for. The engorged ridge of his granite cock drags over my inner walls, swelling with his rapid pistoning.

“That’s it, come with me.” His heated words rumble out of his chest, spurring me to unleash the explosive waves of euphoria that I was fighting to hold back.

With a low growl, his hips jerk with his own release, our bodies locked in the throes of ecstasy.

Heavy breathing is the only sound as he collapses next to me, still buried in my pulsing pussy.

His arm tightens, pulling me against his chest until his lips rest under my ear. “I knew you’d ruin me,” he chuckles softly. “I’ll forever be barn sour.”

My thoughts are so hazy, it takes me a moment to realize I have no idea what he’s talking about. “What does that mean?”

With a gentle kiss, he reaches down and covers my breast with his palm, idly rolling his thumb over the stiff nipple.

Each stroke sends a tiny jolt through me.

“When a horse gets so used to grain and hay, and never wants to leave the yard. They learn that everything they need is at home.” His softening dick slips one of the bars out of me, sending a mini aftershock rippling into my belly.

He pauses, tilting his head. “Where are Sawyer and Scott?”

“Out with Pepper. I was supposed to yell if I needed their help.” When I giggle, another one of his piercings pop out, causing a warm shiver.

“Well, you did enough screaming, I bet they know I’m alive enough.” His nose works up and down the nape of my neck. “April,” he growls. “We didn’t use a condom.” His touch moves lower to the crest of my pelvis where he presses me tighter against his.

I can feel him twitch inside of me. “I have an implant.” Strangely, I’m almost disappointed over that fact.

Don’t be ridiculous. I just dug him out of a snowbank, we’re a ways off from kids.

But maybe one day.

That makes my heart race. If I gave him a fleet of children, he’d live forever…

Not yet. Let’s see where this goes first.

Would our babies have gray eyes or brown?

I bet he’d be such a good daddy, he takes care of me so well…

“One day, I’ll prove worthy of getting that thing out of there.” He props himself on his elbow, then cups my chin, turning me so his mouth can find mine. With a lopsided smile, his silver irises focus on my lips. “I know I’ll need to work to earn your trust back.” His thumb gently brushes over my chin. “I don’t ever want you to doubt that I’ll be there for you. It was stupid to give up.” His jaw ticks. “You should be able to count on me. I failed you once, but never again.”

I reach up to trace the curve of his Adam’s apple. It bobs as he swallows hard.

“That’s all I want, you and me against the world.” I know he’s the only one who will ever understand what I went through.

In a strange way, it’s comforting knowing that the thought of losing me was so painful for him, he couldn’t handle it.

He’ll never know how close I was to lying down next to him in that snowbank.

Lori’s words echo in my head. Imagine what he’d do for someone he loved?

No one’s ever felt that way about me before.

“That’s what we’re going to be, Frosty.” He reaches down to pull the blanket over our joined bodies, then rolls his hips as he nuzzles against me. “One, from now on.”

The knock is almost so quiet I don’t hear it, but Ford startles against me, and when he rolls away, I feel the last of the barbells slip out of me.

Oh, that’s a little tender.

“April?” Sawyer’s voice is tentative through the wood. “Is everything okay?”

“Yea, we’re good,” Ford grunts, then tugs the comforter higher over me as he slides out of bed.

I can see his breath mist in the morning sun.

“We’re gonna go check the herd in a few. I topped the tank off in April’s snow machine so you guys will be all set.” The relief in Sawyer’s tone is obvious.

“I appreciate it.” Ford’s jaw tightens as Sawyer’s shadow moves away.

Roscoe pops up to dance near the stove, eager to run outside.

Ford glances at me, then cracks the door just enough for the heeler to dart out.

“I guess I should go thank them for their help pulling my head out of my ass.” His hand scratches the back of his neck and he stretches in all of his naked glory in a ray of light.

The weight of his piercings pull his cock halfway down his lean thigh. I’m surprised that he doesn’t have any tattoos below his waist.

Not sure what I was expecting, maybe some giant anaconda that wound up his leg and ended at the beast he carries at his crotch.

“Like what you see?” he smirks before he palms himself. “It’d be bigger if it wasn’t so fucking cold in here.”

With a chuckle, he turns and drops a knee onto the floor to work on building the fire.

“Don’t burn yourself, I’d have to kiss it.” I fist the quilt and pull it tighter under my chin.

“That’d be worth it.” He winks at me over his shoulder before piling in some kindling.

Watching the muscles in his back flex and move is better than any movie.

I think that’s the part I’m growing to love about this cabin, there’s no distractions. I can just focus on him.

And me.

Even after surviving hell, I can’t remember feeling this, well, complete.

Like a piece was missing that I never knew, and now I have it.

Him.

His tousled dark hair falls over his eyes as he leans in to purse his lips and lightly blow on the small flame until it catches.

I know what he means when he says he’s addicted. I feel it too. It’s a constant urge to touch him, and I don’t ever want to deny it.

Braving the chill in the room, I let an arm escape to trace up his spine.

His head bows and his eyes close as he tilts into my touch.

“Can I ask you a favor?” I didn’t intend the tremor in my voice.

“Don’t ask. Just tell me when and where I need to be.” He grasps my palm and turns a quick kiss into it.

“Would you go with me to see my dad in the hospital?” I’m dreading it, but I know I need to do it.

He nods solemnly before standing. “Only if I can take you to Chino’s for dinner, too.”

“That would be amazing. Like a date?” It’s sad to see him pull a fresh pair of jeans out of the dresser and hide his magnificent jewelry.

He glances over to see me pouting. “Don’t worry, they come off just as easily. I’m just in a hurry to get you home. And yes, like a date.” His arms frame me, pinning me beneath the blanket. “Let me spoil you.” His lips brush my forehead before he turns away. “But we need to get going so Sawyer and Scott have a warm place to get back to.”

I hate to agree. All I really want to do is pull him into bed with me.

Yet I know that the sheriff is also waiting on me to make my statement.

The cold reality of seeing the two brothers yesterday rattles me.

It’s not as scary though, knowing Ford will be with me.