The Outlaw (Montana Men Book 3) (12 page)

I turned my head to look at him, his hair drying now to be a burnished red in the lamplight. His green eyes flared with desire, but also with a tinge of desperation. He'd said he loved me of his own volition and without duress, and I hadn't said the words in return.

"Yes," I murmured and watched something different, something warm and reassuring replace the wariness.

"Then why did you leave?" he asked, his hands cupping my breasts.

"Oh god." I closed my eyes and curled my back to fill his palms more fully. He spanked my bottom.

"No, Caroline." He pulled his hands away. "You're not in control here. Why?"

I sighed when he cupped me again, felt the tingle left by his palm on my ass. The skin heated. "I didn't want you to get hurt. Meecham threatened you, all because of me. He knew about the letter somehow. Maybe the man at the mercantile told him, I don't know, but he wanted to hurt you."

"I could take him, Caroline." His voice was dark, his hands still on my breasts, just holding them like two precious objects.

"I don't mean in a fight. Somehow, he was going to make you pay. Destroy your ranch, hurt your cattle. It was all because of me. Oh! He had two men with him tonight. Meecham brought me here but told them to continue as planned."

Finn shrugged. "I can guess who the men are. They aren't dangerous. The might rip up a fence, but that's all. I'll deal with them tomorrow." He seemed so nonchalant about it, as if it wasn't important. Perhaps to him, it wasn't. "Now, I'll deal with you. Tell me, Caroline, you left because you worried about Meecham?" His fingers pulled on the nipple.

"In a way. Even when you knew his anger toward you was because of me, you didn't care. You've been nothing but nice, kind, passionate and I don't deserve you. Why should a murderer get...goodness?"

His hands fell away and I felt the bed dip as he shifted. I heard the crack on my bottom before I felt it. This single spank was so much harder than the last. It had been almost playful in comparison. Another, and another rained down.

"You do not decide what I deserve. You do not decide what I think. All you have to decide is if you want to be with me. Not because you've been bad or good, but because of what your heart is telling you."

He spanked me, a different spot with each swing of his palm. It was painful and I shut my eyes. The stinging grew and spread across my entire bottom. "Finn!"

"What is your decision, Caroline?

Spank.

Not because I was bad or good. "I...."

Spank.

Only what my heart was telling me. My heart had told me all along he was for me. "I want you."

Spank.

"I love you," I cried out as tears slipped down my cheeks.

"Will you leave me again?"

Spank.

I shook my head, my damp hair swinging. "No."

Spank.

"Will you keep things from me again?"

Spank.

"No! No, Finn. I belong to you." I lowered my shoulders to the mattress, my head on the pillow between my forearms.

His hand stilled on my bottom, soothing the heated, searing flesh, then moved between my thighs, slipped over my slick folds. I could hear how wet I was.

"That's right. You belong to me." Oh, it felt so good. My heart was all but bursting with joy, knowing this man wanted me, my past and all. He didn't care what I'd done. He only wanted
me
. Loved me.
I was his.

My skin came alive at his soft touch, but he avoided my clit and didn't dip inside to fill me, just stroked over my heated flesh, then up to my back entrance. "It's time, Caroline. It's time to make you completely mine. To take you everywhere, to brand you with my seed, finally, in every hole."

He moved away briefly, the bed shifting as he did so, then came back with a familiar glass jar.

"I left a jar here, untouched. You had bewitched me then so much that all I wanted was your pussy. Now, however, I am going to claim your ass."

Dipping two fingers in, he pulled them free coated with the slick ointment. He didn't go slow, but worked the lubricant around my back entrance and then into me, dipping over and over into the jar to add more. "You stretch easily now, Caro."

I wasn't as confident about that as he seemed to be, as I had to consciously relax into the mattress, push out against his fingers as he worked them inside. I was no longer chilled, my body on fire from his ministrations. He worked me there, sliding in and out, twisting and scissoring into me to ready me for his cock. I didn't want the sock darners he'd used at home. I didn't want his fingers any longer. I wanted his cock. I wanted him. I
needed
him.

My eyes were squeezed shut as I breathed through his domination of my body, for this was surely what it was. Pure domination. I could do nothing but take what he did to me. I didn't want it any other way, for I knew he would treasure me and give me my pleasure. He might be rough, but I wanted rough. He might be gentle, but he'd know if I needed gentle. Right now, he knew I needed to be claimed, probably just as much as he wanted to dominate.

Shifting behind me, his cock nudged at the opening of my sex and pushed in, all the while his fingers filled my ass. I hadn't expected him to fuck my pussy, but solely taking my virgin hole. I cried out in pleasure at the invasion. His hips moved, ramming his cock into me, the headboard banging against the wall.

"Mine, Caroline. Say it."

I exhaled with ever thrust. "I'm yours. Oh Finn. Yes. Please!"

"Please what?" He wasn't gentle, but insistent in his movements. I could do nothing but savor the feelings he elicited from my body. If he kept at this pace, I would come quickly. As if reading my mind and wanting to taunt me, he pulled out, leaving my inner muscles clenching down on nothing. I felt empty. Bereft. All the while his fingers fucked my ass.

"I need you."

"As I need you," he said, sliding his fingers free. Dipping into the jar one more time, I watched as he coated his cock so it glistened in the golden light.

Soft thunder rumbled in the distance but otherwise all was quiet, the sounds of our fucking filling the air. The scent of it was strong and heady.

I felt the cool lubricant on the wide head of his cock as it touched my back entrance. "Breathe out, Caroline. Push back."

He pressed forward, slowly, ever so slowly. "I'm watching you open for me. Little by little you're stretching. Oh, you're gorgeous, baby." His words had become ragged, clipped, his need overtaking him, yet he remained gentle but forceful.

My body could hold no resistance against his needy cock, for the large head popped through the ring of muscle in one quick push and I groaned. The stretch had burned, yet now it morphed with the feeling of immense fullness. He was so much bigger than the last plug. His flesh was warm, slick, yet rigid within.

Finn groaned too as he started to move, slowly sliding further and further into me.
So tight. I love seeing you stretched open around my cock. You're taking all of me. So deep. I'm going to fuck you so hard. Strangling my cock.

He leaned over me, his chest hairs tickling my back, his arms rigid as he started to fuck me.

"I'm so full," I panted. It was true. He was buried so deep, stretching me so wide I felt like he was inside of me completely, as if we were one. He truly possessed me.

"You're so tight, Caroline, I have to come." His cock thrust deep once, twice, then Finn groaned, a deep earthly sound as I felt his cock lengthen further, then his scalding seed fill me.

I was close, but I had not come. I was on edge, frantic in my need to find my own pleasure. My pussy felt empty since he'd pulled out of it. Now, as he slowly slid his cock from my ass, I felt completely empty. "Finn," I cried, this time in desperation.

My world spun as I was flipped onto my back, Finn roughly parting my legs, bending my knees back. He looked at me with sharp, desire filled eyes. "I'm not done." His hands went to his belt and undid the knot, letting my hands come free. "I've only gotten started. I'm going to eat your pussy, Caroline, and you're going to come for me, then we're going to do it all again."

He lowered his head without anymore preamble between my thighs and all but attacked my clit, my hands tangling in his red hair. "It's so hard for me. Now come."

It only took a flick or two over the little pearl for me to scream my release, my body taut and my inner walls clenching down, squeezing and eking out every bit of pleasure. When it ebbed, Finn lifted his head. "I told you I'm not done. Again." He worked my clit again and again, until I was writhing beneath him, the pleasure almost painful.

I fluttered my eyes open to look at him down the length of my body. His curly red hair, the dark rasp of his whiskers, his glistening lips, his green eyes that showed me everything that he was. I tangled my fingers in his hair but he grasped my wrists.

"Oh, no, my little outlaw. There's no escaping now."

No, there was no escaping - and that was fine with me.

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