Page 10 of The Mountain Man’s Curvy Bride (Mountain Man Sanctuary #3)

Daisy

Hearing Wes call me perfect does something to me. Deep in my chest. I’ve never been called perfect in my life. In fact, Steven never liked the way I looked. He’d call me names all the time.

He made me feel useless, unlike Wes.

Wes makes me feel treasured. Adored.

He removes my clothing like he’s unwrapping the best gift of his life. His eyes roam over my body like he can’t get enough.

I lean forward, wanting his lips pressed against mine. “Kiss me, please,” I breathe out in a whisper.

“Your wish is my command.” He closes the distance between us, closing his mouth over mine as he lays me back against the mattress, his broad body hovering above mine.

Sure, I've had sex many times with my ex… but it was never like this. It was never this intense.

In fact, Wes holds me in a way that shows me he cares for me.

“Your lips taste so fucking sweet,” he whispers as he pulls away. “I wonder if the rest of you tastes just as sweet.” His eyes roam over my body and the need to cover up overwhelms me.

But I don’t, because I enjoy his eyes on me. No one’s ever looked at me like this. Ever.

He presses kisses down the column of my throat, across my collarbone, travelling even lower. I still as he reaches my breasts, his tongue poking out to swipe across my pert nipple. I wrap an arm around his neck, pulling him closer. I need more of this man.

His hands envelop my body, tracing his fingers over every curve. “I need to taste you.” He continues peppering kisses over my heated skin as he makes his way further down my body.

“What do you mean?” My mind races as I prop up on my elbows.

“I mean,” he yanks me closer by my thighs, his body between my spread legs, “this little pussy is about to get eaten.”

My eyes widen as they zero in on him. “W…what do you mean?”

He gives me a half-smirk that makes my heart go pitter-patter. “I mean that I’m going to lick your pussy until you’re screaming my name for the whole world to hear.”

“I’ve,” I swallow past the lump in my throat, “never had anyone do that before.”

“I’m honored to be your first, and pissed off that your shitbag of an ex never made you feel special. I plan to do that everyday for the rest of our lives, if you let me.”

A warmth blossoms deep in my chest. “I want that,” I say, running my fingers through his thick hair. “I really want that.” I squeeze my eyes shut as I lean my head back against the pillow.

He spreads my thighs wide with his two big hands. His hot breath makes contact with my center first, and I nearly jump off the bed from the sensation of it.

“Oh god,” I shout out, and Wes lifts his head to smile at me.

“It’s all me making you feel this way, not God.”

I smile back and he lowers his head, swiping his tongue through my wetness.

He centers his hot mouth over my clit and pulls it gently between his teeth.

He continues working his tongue through my folds as I squeeze my eyes shut.

“Wow,” I whisper as the feelings become almost too intense to continue.

“You taste so good,” he whispers against my heated skin. He continues his assault on my most private parts, making me see stars behind my closed lids.

“Ahh,” I say when the sensations become too much. “I’m close.” I’m so close to having an orgasm, and I can’t believe how quickly my body builds and builds.

I’ve never had a man give me an orgasm before, a detail I’m sure Wes doesn’t need to know.

I run my fingers through his thick, dark hair, tugging him closer. I’ve never been this uninhibited before in my life. It makes me feel wanton, a word I’d never thought I’d use to describe myself.

Yet, here I am… all wanton with need. Is that even the right usage of that word?

I don’t care right now because my nails are literally scraping through Wes’s scalp as I pull him closer to my body.

I fear I might be suffocating him, however, he just grabs ahold of me tighter and yanks me even closer.

“I love this,” he says as he comes up for a breath of air. “You’re so responsive to my touch.”

“I love it,” I tell him truthfully. “I absolutely love the way you touch me.” And I do. It’s honest, and trusting. Like he treasures me.

It turns me on, and my body is so darn close to unraveling that I moan out long and hard as Wes continues to use his tongue and fingers in the most brutal way.

He pushes a finger deeper inside me as he sucks my clit between his teeth. “Come for me,” he says just as my body lets loose.

I see rainbows explode behind my eyelids, and I call out his name over and over, my body tight and loose all at the same time.

The vibrations of my orgasm ebb and flow, never really quite relenting as Wes just watches me.

“That’s amazing,” he whispers as my body returns to normal.

“I’ve never felt anything quite like that before,” I admit.

He moves up my body, his lips mashing against mine and I taste myself on his tongue. It’s sweet and spicy and makes me feel that heat pool between my legs once more.

I wrap my legs around his waist, wanting to keep him this close forever. “I need you,” I tell him, wanting to feel the rough planes of his dick deep inside me.

He grabs the base of his cock, pumping it with his fist. “You want this?”

I lick my lips, nearly salivating for it. I’ve never been this needy in all my life. “Yes, I do.”

He smiles wide. “I’ll give you anything you ask for. You’re my wife. I want to take care of you always.”

“Thank you.” And I mean it. I’ve never been fully cared for ever. It feels almost surreal. It turns me on in the worst of ways. “I need you inside me, husband.”

He smooths a hand over my hair, his lips hovering over mine. “I love it when you call me that. Wife .”

My chest blooms warm and my cheeks tinge pink. “Fuck me, please.”

“Absolutely.” He pushes the tip of his dick at my entrance, and I moan at the intrusion. I’ve had sex plenty times before, but never like this.

Never with someone as big as him.

He’s massive, and the thought causes me to worry.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, sensing it right away.

“You’re really big. Just wondering if it’ll fit.”

He chuckles softly, pulling me closer. “It’ll fit because you were made for me, Daisy. Fucking made for me. Your body fits perfectly with mine. I’ll show you.” He pushes in a little more, and I spread my legs wider, accepting his girth.

He keeps pushing deeper inside me as I cling onto him tightly.

“Ah, Wes,” I moan out, loving the way he’s making me feel.

“That’s it, baby. Take this cock. Show me who you’re married to.” He pushes in even further and my mouth falls open.

He takes that as an invitation and kisses me like he’s claiming my soul. He ends the kiss, and stares down at me as he pumps inside me. I swear there’s a tension building, and I almost feel like he’s going to tell me he loves me.

However, that’s too soon to say, right? It is.

Even though I feel like I could love this man. He’s kind. I never knew men like him existed. A gentle giant.

“You’re stunning,” he whispers as he pushes deeper inside me, his balls brushing along my ass. “I’m all the way inside you.”

I spread my legs wider, wanting to accept his large dick inside me. It doesn’t hurt, I just feel full. Stretched as far as I can go.

“Take my cock,” he whispers against my ear as he pulls his dick out before sliding it back in. He repeats that movement, in and out, over and over again. “Take this dick, little wife. I’m gonna make you feel so good.” He pushes a hand between our bodies, and his fingers toy with my clit.

He keeps playing with my clit as stars explode behind my vision. I’m so close, my body buzzing like a live wire. Every molecule of my being is in tune with his. He keeps pushing, his body heavy on top of mine.

However, I love it. I love the feeling of him on top of me.

“Such a good girl handling my cock so well,” he breathes against the shell of my ear. “Now I need you to come for me. Can you do that for me?”

I nod, my eyes still squeezed shut. “Yes, oh god, yes.”

He lifts up slightly, and my eyes fly open. He gazes down at me. “In the bedroom you call me daddy. I will not have you screaming another man’s name in here. Understand?”

I smile, loving how jealous he is of a deity. “Yes, Daddy.”

“ Fuck . You’re such a good fucking girl. Take this cock deep inside you.”

I love the praise he’s giving me, and I continue to keep my legs spread, my body coming so close to coming undone. “I’m so close,” I whisper-shout.

“Give it to me, baby. Give your husband your orgasm.” He keeps pumping away inside me, staking his claim.

My orgasm starts low in my belly and fans out to completely wreck havoc on my system. I’m blissed out as he continues to fuck me.

“Your little pussy feels so good coming all over me.” He smooths a hand over my hair as he removes the other from my clit.

“Such a good girl for Daddy.” He stills for a split second, and then bucks harder.

“Oh fuck, I’m coming , baby girl.” He grunts and groans as he picks up speed, his orgasm unleashing a beast on top of me.

I watch in amazement, loving the way this man looks at the height of his own release. It’s magical. We breathe together as his body returns to normal.

We’re both spent and lay together in a tangle of limbs.

“You’re amazing,” he tells me.

I’m lying on his chest, and I sit up so I can look into his eyes. “No, you are.”