Rough and Rugged: A Meet Me In Milwaukee Charity Anthology

Chapter Six

iris

I’ve never felt anything like this before. My body stretches around his long, thick length, pussy fluttering wildly as he fills me to the very edge of pain.

He thrusts in, back and forth, shunting me until I’m being rocked wildly and the bed is shaking with each rapid thrust.

His bared teeth dig into my shoulder and he growls under his breath. “Mine,” he mutters.

“Yours,” I sigh. Deep and strong, he quickly drives me to the brink of insanity.

Then he rolls over and he pulls me up onto his thick thighs. I circle my hips as he grinds up into me, his thick length so deep inside me that the stretch feels painful but I don’t want it to stop.

“Don’t stop, Connor.”

“Not gonna happen, Iris. I want my seed dripping down those pretty white thighs until you’re bred with my babies.”

I whimper and whine as he fucks me hard, his hips slamming wildly into mine. Sharp and stabbing, tattooing me with his essence.

His dick jerks and he growls under his breath. “I love you, angel.”

“I love you, too.” It’s fast and crazy and the people who made me who I am, the people that made my future what it is now, those are the same people that have guided my fear of relationships.

But I don’t want to hide anymore. I want this man for all time. Just as much as I’m his, he’s mine.

Fire sizzles across my skin where he touches it and I smile when he sucks a breath in between his teeth.

We move as one and he groans matching me stroke for stroke. Burning and building into a forest fire of epic proportions, my heart shoots into the stratosphere, the love and lust for him making me smile as I shudder and then close my eyes, feeling his dick jerk madly. His seed splashes wildly on my clenching, unclenching pussy walls and I throw my head back, my hair brushing his thighs as I scream and shudder my way through a painfully wild release that finally brings me down and flattened across his warm, broad chest, the light fur cradling my cheek as I rub it across the soft pelt.

Sweat drips down my forehead and mixes with the sweat on his chest as we take deep, panting breaths and then I sigh, feeling the exhaustion of the last month finally dragging me down.

I haven’t slept a whole night in so long and I feel so comfortable, warm and happy.

I close my eyes and let my mind wander, let the satisfaction of finally knowing what I want sink into my bones.

Love. Home. Family.

It’s all mine if I want it. And I do.

“I love you, Connor.”

“Good. Because I want you to move in here with me. I want you to marry me and have my babies. But most of all, I want your heart. Because you have mine.”

“You have it,” I whisper, kissing him softly as he grins at me. “Now are you ever going to feed me?”

He laughs and stands up, his big body naked as the day he was born. Broad, tanned and tall, he’s a sight to make any woman’s heart flutter wildly.

He stretches and my mouth drops open at the thickening length between his legs. “Again?”

“I’ll feed you first but then I want you again.” He leans over and kisses me, his tongue tangling with mine as he smiles. “I will want you until the day I die.”

And that’s the honest truth. I found a good man. A man that I can count on but that doesn’t push me to do something the way he wants. A man who wants to stand beside me and hold me through all of the troubles life throws at us.

A big mountain man with the heart of a lion and the soul of a teddy bear.

A man like Connor Revere. My man.