Bred by the Mountain Man – Courage County Curves Read Online Mia Brody

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
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He pulls slowly from my body. “Watch this. Watch the way you take me so good.”

I look down to see where our flesh is joined and the sight is so erotic. There’s nothing like watching his big cock disappear deep into my body. He grips my cheeks hard, and I’m certain there will be tiny bruises along my skin tomorrow.

He plays with my clit. “That’s right. You’re going to carry my babies. Going to make me a dad. I’m going to fill you up and watch your stomach grow round.”

I come, stars exploding behind my eyes again. I can’t see anything, but I feel the moment his release starts. His warm, sticky come spills into me. He fills me in long spurts, shaking and shuddering the entire time.

I run my hands up his bare back. This right here is all I’ve ever wanted. This man is perfect for me. I want to spend a thousand more days like this. All I can do is hope that these thunderstorms last forever.

Roman

She’s glowing. It’s not my imagination or the post-orgasm haze. Gabby is glowing right here on the counter with my cock still buried deep inside of her.

“Marry me,” I blurt out the words. I could say this is a rash decision, but that’s not entirely true. I’ve wanted to marry Gabby since the first moment I laid eyes on her. I knew right then she was meant to be my wife. But now that she’s sitting here with her womb full of my come, I know I can’t wait any longer.

She has to be mine. She has to wear my ring, so the world knows she belongs to me. It’s the one thing that will keep me from going insane until her belly is big enough to tell the world who fathers her children.

“Roman,” she gasps out my name.

“Say it. Say you’ll marry me and be my little housewife. I’ll be your husband and the father of your children. You’ll want for nothing and neither will our kids. You’ll always have a protector in your corner, someone to fight for you and for our family.”

She blinks up at me, tears in her eyes. “You told me you wouldn’t say nice things to me.”

“That’s not nice things. That’s just facts.”

The smile she gives me is watery, but then she puts her arms around my neck and kisses me. My dick that’s still buried deep in her sweet little cunt surges to life again. I manage to hold onto my focus long enough to growl at her, “Say the words.”

She beams at me, and I didn’t think she could glow anymore. Now she’s turned it up to fifty megawatts. “Yes, I will marry you, Roman.”

“Good girl.” I pull her from the counter and bounce her on my cock until we’re both coming again in a sweaty mess. When it’s over, I clean her up with napkins and settle her back at the kitchen table where I serve her breakfast.

I take the chair next to her and decide I don’t like that at all. I need to be touching her constantly, so I pull her into my lap where I can feed her.

She takes a bite of pancake when I offer it. “How did you know about the starter relay? Most people don’t even know what’s under their hood.”

I smirk at her, delighted at the awe in her voice. “I used to restore vintage cars, stuff from the fifties and sixties.”

“What made you stop?”

“I needed more time to focus on growing my construction business.”

Her eyes light up. “I would love to restore old cars. My mom and I were working on restoring a Shelby GT when my parents passed away. She could fix cars better than anyone I’ve ever seen. The garage was her passion, and my dad’s capital enabled her to open it. The two of them worked together seamlessly and were the perfect team.”

“I’m sorry you lost them,” I tell her, hating the wistful note in her voice. I wish more than anything that I could give her back her parents happy and healthy. But since I can’t do that, I’ll spend my lifetime spoiling her here on earth, so that when she goes to meet them in heaven, she can introduce me with pride.

“What happened to the car after your mom passed?”

Her expression clouds over. “My brother sold it for one of his debts, pennies on the dollar.” She scoffs, “He was such an idiot. Now it’s my goal to get an old Mustang. I’ll name it after my mom. But at this rate, it might never happen.”

That’s when I realize she doesn’t know who I am or my net worth. When I mentioned earlier that I have millions, she must not have realized what I was telling her. “How did they pass away?”


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