Mustang A Rough Romance - Piper Stone Page 0,82

entire body on fire. And I did exactly as he commanded, bucking up and down as I dug my fingers into his thighs. The angle was entirely different, pushing me instantly into a state of bliss. “Oh. Oh. Oh.” What syllables I could form floated into the air, the entire room spinning as pleasure consumed me.

“That’s it, baby girl. Fuck…”

Even as his words faded off, I could still hear his ragged breathing. I couldn’t help but smile as I clawed his legs, savoring every moment of the experience, never wanting it to end. At that moment, I realized that I’d surrendered to him.

Body.

Soul.

Heart.

The realization was stunning, my entire world turned upside down, and I wanted more.

“God, I adore you,” he whispered in a husky voice, lifting his hips and powering into me.

Just hearing the words was a strange reminder that what we were sharing was very real, including the possibility of utter heartache. A part of me was terrified that this would be forced to end, and I didn’t know why.

Other than he was a broken man in several ways.

I could tell he was close to coming, his entire body shaking as he yanked me up and down savagely. There would never be a time that I wasn’t a mischievous woman, or as he would say, a bad little girl. Maybe this was what I’d needed my entire life. As I clamped my pussy muscles, he let out an animalistic roar. For the first time in so many years, I was happy and content.

If only it could last.

Minutes later, he pulled me into the bed beside him, tugging on the covers. Within seconds, both dogs had resumed what they now considered to be their place. As he reached over and turned off the light, I was still able to hear his murmured words over the howling wind.

“You’re mine. For now. Forever.”

I couldn’t take my eyes off the shadows the swaying trees made outside the window, limbs tinkling the panes of glass. An ominous feeling pulsed through me and I jerked the covers over my shoulder. Even the warmth of his body wasn’t enough to take away the chills. Within seconds, his breathing was even, all the tension releasing. As I closed my eyes, I heard the thumps of two tails as the pups drifted off to sleep.

What a beautiful way to end an evening.

Then why was I shivering with fear?

Emptiness.

The sudden wash drew me from the kind of deep sleep I hadn’t experienced since arriving in Montana. As I opened my eyes, even the minimal light coming in through the blinds was almost too much. Everything was foggy, my mind struggling to remember anything from the night before.

Then a warm wash of desire trickled into my senses and I burrowed my head into the pillow.

His pillow.

I half giggled at the thought as his scent filtered into my nostrils, creating the usual wave of desire. Wetness pooled between my legs at the single thought about him. Him. The larger than life cowboy. The brooding man who refused to take a backseat to anything or anyone.

Including me.

“Mmm…”

Stretching my arm, I hungered to find him there lying beside me, prepared to another raucous session of hot sex. When I was forced to accept that he wasn’t luxuriating in bed, I lifted my head, glancing at the clock, realizing that the power must have gone out at some point during the night. The room was ice cold and there weren’t two big dogs to keep me warm. I also realized that the weapon was missing from the nightstand. Another shiver danced down my spine.

Jerking up, I listened for any sounds coming from within the house as I gathered the comforter around me. At least the wind was no longer blowing. In fact, everything was still, far too much so. Easing out of bed, I grabbed my robe before padding toward the window, wiping my hand across the moisture that had accumulated on the panes of glass. That did little to help me see outside, but from what I could tell, there was no sign of either Mustang or the dogs. A moment of panic settled into my system.

“Zorro.” My call seemed to echo, creating another wave of fear. I rushed into the living room, half expecting to find the three of them cozy in front of the rekindled fire. I found nothing but empty space. As a lump formed in my throat, I rushed toward the front window, breathing a sigh of relief after

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