Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
I run my hand down under the cover and wrap it around Grant’s massive cock. It jumps in my hold as my mate groans at my touch.
His head drops back as he groans, “What are you doing?”
“I’m working on making you happy.”
“You make me the happiest man in the world by just existing. But I’d be extra excited if you were to wrap your sweet lips around my cock.”
I follow his suggestion and suck his massive cock into my mouth until I gag.
He digs his fingers through my messy hair and presses my lips closer. I throw myself into showing my mate how much I love him.
Following my instincts, I slide my lips up his cock and run my tongue along the head before exploring every inch of his erection with my tongue.
He growls my name as tremors run through his muscular legs. He starts telling me all the interesting things he’s going to do to my body when he gets a chance, and I feel wetness dripping from my hussy core.
I gasp when he pulls my head back. “I’m about to come, and I’m not shooting my cum down your throat until I’ve knocked your little ass up. Oreo needs a little brother or sister.”
My heart melts while the urge to jump his bones rushes through me. “Heck yes, he does,” I agree. “The little stinker needs to learn to share.”
I don’t resist when he lifts me over his muscular body. My thighs straddle his hips as he places his cock at my opening. “I love you,” I tell him and slowly sink down on his shaft.
He wraps his hands around my hips and drags me down to meet his upward thrusts. “Mine,” he growls, using his hold on my hips to move me in the rhythm that drives us both wild.
It doesn’t take long before our frantic thrusts cause a climax to climb up my spine. His fingers dig into my ass as we come together.
Warm wetness fills my core and runs out as he pours all his love deep inside me.
I wake up the morning after moving into Grant’s bedroom deliciously sore in my girly parts. The first thing I notice is the warmth of the blankets and sunlight peaking in the blinds. I stretch and roll over to find Oreo standing on Grant’s side of the bed, making his “I need to go out” noises.
Grant’s already halfway awake, clearly attuned to Oreo’s demands. He chuckles, giving me a sleepy grin as he gives me a quick kiss on the lips before swinging his legs out of bed. “Alright, little man, I’m up,” he says, scooping Oreo into his arms and heading toward the door. “I won’t be long. I have to keep up my morning routine with my sidekick,” he calls over his shoulder.
I smile, watching them go. There’s something ridiculously charming about a giant, rugged guy like Grant being bossed around by a snub-nosed little ruler. I try to close my eyes, but there’s no way I’m going back to sleep so I hop out of bed and head to the bathroom. After brushing my teeth and pulling my hair up, I find a pair of comfy sweatpants and a hoodie to wear. Now, I’m ready to face the day.
Padding downstairs to the kitchen, I putter around for a bit, making coffee and opening all the blinds so the sun can shine in. I pour myself a cup of much-needed caffeine and savor the first sip of my favorite morning drink. Once the caffeine begins to hit my system, I make my way to the back door, curious about what my guys are up to.
I glance out the door and literally laugh out loud at the scene before me. There, sprawled out on the fresh blanket of snow, is Grant in all his polar bear glory. He’s relaxed and soaking up the morning sun like some kind of regal beast. And perched quite comfortably on top of his chest is Oreo, not a care in the world.
Oreo looks absurdly happy, head lifted slightly as if he’s a king surveying his domain. Grant’s fur glistens under the bright sun, and there’s a sense of peace in the way they’re both just there, enjoying each other’s company.
I step outside, mug in hand, and the crisp morning air kisses my cheeks, waking me up fully. “Hey, you two!” I call out, heading over to them.
Grant shifts his big, fluffy head to look at me, a bear-like grunt of greeting rumbling through him, while Oreo yaps excitedly.
“Couldn’t resist soaking in those rays, huh?” I say, reaching down to scratch Oreo behind the ears. The whole scene is impossibly adorable, the kind of moment that makes you pause and feel grateful for everything as it is.
I sit down beside them, content. As I sip my coffee, I think about how much has changed and how right it all feels. Here, with Grant and Oreo, everything is settling into exactly where it should be. Little moments like this are becoming the best parts of my day.