Page 15 of Snowbound Mountain Man

"I don't have a condom," he warns, his brows furrowing so deeply that I can't help but laugh.

I guess that's a good thing? Though, if any woman got a good look at this mountain man, they'd want him as much as I do.

"Birth control," I pant, squirming to get him to keep moving. "Please, don't stop now."

Instead of giving in, his mouth glides up the column of my throat to line soft, scorching kisses along my jaw, coming to rest at my ear. His hot breath tickles my skin, setting off a wave of goosebumps down my spine.

"Stay with me," he rumbles, his voice thick with restraint. "Say yes, and then I'll give you everything you want."

What he's asking for isn't something simple. In the state that I'm in, I can barely register the weight of his request, but I know it's crazy. This can't just be a moment of weakness I'll be able to forget about, like some kind of one-night stand.

How long is he talking for? A few more days?

I can't lie, my heart flutters in my chest, loving the idea of no more lonely nights. Of space occupied by a man who can't help but want to take care of me.

"I'll drive you to the bakery every morning. I'll pick you up every night. I'll eat every single sweet you make until my heart gives out." His teeth lightly graze the shell of my ear before his tongue licks away the sting. "I want you to be mine, sweet girl. Tell me you will, or I swear to God I have to stop right now."

The last thing I want is for him to stop. The concept alone makes a whimper form on my tongue.

"Because once I get inside you, Juniper, I'm never letting you go." His hands slide lower, cupping my ass and pulling me flush against his hard length, growling the words into my skin. "I'll go fucking insane out here if I don't know you're safe. So tell me you'll stay. Let me give you a reason to stay on this mountain... and be mine."

His request makes him appear to be the vulnerable one this time, and despite it being such a loaded question, it feels like I've already got the answer.

If I leave this mountain, will I be abandoning one of the best things fate has ever thrown my way? Will I ever meet a man like Hunter again? Someone who cares about me more than anyone else has?

Biting my lip, I nod shyly. "Yeah, okay. We can—"

He pulls me back to his mouth, interrupting me before I can finish my acceptance.

He heard yes, and that's enough for him.

Chapter eight

Hunter

She said she's going to be mine.

Mine.

Maybe it's the heat of the moment, but I'm ready to lay it on thick. Not because I want to know how such a delicacy will feel wrapped around my cock, but because I've never been with someone I could properly love before.

There's no question about it. I love Juniper. Even if it makes me the craziest recluse on this mountain, then I'm going to proudly wear the title like a badge of honor.

She leans into me as our kiss deepens, lifting high enough for me to work a hand between us. With the sensation of her grip still tingling along my length, I grip myself firmly as a silent demand to last longer than ten seconds with this woman.

First impressions mean everything, and while I may have fucked up the first one, when it comes to giving pleasure, I'll be damned if I let this one slip from my fingers.

I'm going to have this woman crying out my name.

She lets out a breathy whimper as I press into her. Once my cock is right where it needs to be, I carefully ease her down. Every inch she takes feels like I'm being surrounded by soldering heat. So wet, so good.

I'm going to lose myself again at this rate. I need to focus.

Squeezing her hips, I swallow back the urge to groan once she rests against my thighs. Miraculously, she's taken in every inch I have to give her.

Even Juniper has a flicker of surprise cross her expression. Looking down between us, she shifts her hips as a way to prove it before her walls clamp tight.

Fuck me.