Dark Heart Wolf - Haley Weir Page 0,59

pushing up her skirts until her creamy thighs were bared to his hands. Sam backed off long enough to kick off his boots and trousers. Mary Ann pulled him back down to her level and Sam petted between her silken folds to watch her tremble.

“Please.”

Sam felt her cover his hand in a rush of fluid that made him ache to be inside of her. He gripped himself to stave off his release. It had been far too long since he claimed her. Sam placed his rigid flesh at her entrance and dove into the pool of liquid heat at the apex of her thighs. She framed his face with her hands. “There you are.”

“I ain’t goin’ nowhere, darlin’.” He picked up speed for a moment, stretching her around his girth before hitting her depths in one smooth thrust. His lips ghosted across her skin. “Is this what you wanted, Mary? You wanted me to show you how I love you with my body? Everything between us is beautiful. There ain’t no sin in this.”

Mary Ann flattened her feet against the ground and pushed her hips up. She met his thrusts, squeezing him so tight that it was nearly uncomfortable. Sam licked her neck and pounded into her in thrusts that were sure to bruise. Neither of them seemed to care. Mary Ann cried out for more. Her voice echoed through the pastures. The sun covered them in warm light, causing sweat to bead up on their flesh.

Sam rolled over, placing Mary Ann on top of him. He shot her one of his cocky grins and crossed his arms behind his head. “There you go, baby. Ride me.”

Mary Ann giggled and reached for his hat. She plopped it on her head and unlaced the front of her dress, allowing her bountiful breasts to spring forth. Sam supported them with his hands, feeling her heartbeat with every touch. Mary Ann smiled down at him and rocked her hips. Her mouth opened in an expression of pleasant surprise. She rose on her knees before dropping down again. Red blotches appeared on her skin where he had marked her with the stubble on his jaw.

When Mary Ann took too long to drop back down, Sam thrust upward. He hit that spot inside of her that made her eyes go wide. With a devilish laugh, his hips bucked over and over. He zeroed in on that spot until her thighs quaked. Mary Ann placed her hands on his chest and began to ride him towards the brink of pleasure. Sam licked his fingers and toyed with her most sensitive places. “Take what you need. Come on, Mary. I’m right here with you, love.”

Sam saw the frustration set in.

He stood up in a flash, never once leaving her body, and slammed her against the tree. She clawed his back and let out a scream that caused his ears to ring. Sam’s hips moved with rapid-fire motions, forcing her body to give her what she needed. Mary Ann praised him with her lips as she kissed her way up his neck. She sank her teeth into him, marking him as her mate. Sam was saddened that the wound would heal like all the others, but there was something to look forward to if he ever asked her to do it again.

Mary Ann was lost to the sensations. Sam gave one last heaving thrust and felt his release trickle down her thighs. He breathed raggedly into the crook of her neck. “You’re killin’ me…”

She kissed his cheek. “But what a way to go.”

~*~

Silver Fox Ranch

The kitchen smelled of fresh-baked bread and honey cake. A cloud of flour wafted into the air each time the dough hit the table. Mary Ann shaped each bun and biscuit by hand, laughing as Talia giggled happily in the basket nearby. She shook her little fists and squealed. "Havin' some fun, darlin'?"

She clapped her hands as if she knew what Mary Ann had said.

A shadow fell through the open door. Mary Ann's smile fell. She set down the dough and crept across the floor. Acting on instinct alone, Mary Ann slammed the door and snatched up Talia. She ran up the stairs and locked herself in the room with the babies. Talia screamed at the top of her lungs.

Boone's son, Blake, played peacefully on the floor with his toy horse, unaware of the possible danger. Mary Ann closed the shutters and locked them tight, washing the nursery in darkness. She limped over to