by Madison Faye
Our gazes met, and he nodded again before he took a deep breath.
“We’re going to leave now.”
“What?!” Paul sputtered from the snow. “Sir, you can’t possibly—”
“Paul?” Her father glared down at the little shit throwing a temper tantrum.
“You no longer have my blessing to marry my daughter.”
“What?!” The little dipshit turned bright red, spit flying from his lips. “You can’t do that, you asshole!”
“Watch me,” her father growled menacingly at him before he looked back at his daughter.
“As I said, we’re leaving for now. But, this really isn’t over, okay? Honey I just want you to be happy, and if here is what does that?”
“It is, Dad,” she whispered as she moved into him and hugged him.
“Here, take this.” He pressed a cellphone into her hands. “It’s a satellite line. Call me — seriously. Call anytime.” He turned back to me, and with a final nod, he stuck his hand out.
“Take care of her, son,” he growled.
“You have my word, sir,” I said fiercely back, grasping his hand firmly and shaking.
“Now, I have to go back to the city and calm your mother down, then explain to her that I left her daughter up on a mountain with a man in a cabin.”
I grinned. “I don’t envy that conversation, sir.”
Her father chuckled. “You’re damn right you don’t.”
He looked as his daughter again and hugged her once more before we all said our goodbyes. And then they were gone, with a sputtering, shivering, wet Paul swearing up a storm all the way back down the mountain.
“So you’re staying.”
I turned to the woman I loved as the rest of them retreated down the trail.
“I mean, it is my cabin. I should be asking you if you’re staying.”
I laughed, scooping her up in my arms and spinning her around. She giggled, hugging me tightly and wrapping her legs around my waist.
“Couldn’t keep me away with an army, kitten.”
“No?”
“Not a chance. Nothing in this world could keep me from you.”
“Well, except an avalanche.” She stuck her tongue out at me teasingly.
“Hey, that only slowed me down. And barely.”
She giggled as I pulled her close, kissing her fiercely. I groaned into those sweet lips, feeling my blood running hot and my cock coming alive for her.
“Now how about we go back inside so I can strip your wet clothes off with my teeth and run my tongue all over you?”
She whimpered, gasping quietly as she pulled tight to me.
“I think I’d like that a lot,” she whispered heatedly, her face flush and her eyes hungry.
“Actually,” I growled, the beast inside coming alive with the need to have her — now, always, and forever, but also immediately. She gasped as I spun us around and pushed her back up against a big evergreen.
“Actually I’m not sure we’ll make it back inside, kitten,” I purred into her ear.
Kat moaned softly, her hips rocking against me and her body coming alive for me.
“I do like the woods,” she whispered heatedly.
“Kitten, I’ve got some wood you’re going to fall in love with.”
She moaned, kissing me softly and then fiercer, and fiercer, until we were panting against the tree, our breaths rising in white plumes around us.
“I already am,” she whispered, her eyes searching mine.
“In love with my cock?” I grinned widely, watching her blush.
“Well, yeah,” she giggled before she bit her lip and leaned close. “But I mean you, you dummy. I love you.”
“I love you too,” I growled into her lips, kissing her with everything I had before I turned and walked us back to the cabin, my lips never leaving hers.
And they never would.
Epilogue
Katrina
And I stayed. I mean, how could I leave? How could I have ever left that mountain and gone back to the life I’d known before meeting Braun?
There were tough parts — my mother in particular refused to talk to me or see me for quite some time after she heard what I was doing. But my father really came out of the mold I’d always placed him in with the whole thing. He did come back for more conversations — with me, with Braun, and with the both of us. And it was by the fifth visit I think when he finally got that this wasn’t me “acting out” or rebelling. This was me choosing the life I wanted. And for that, he said he was proud of me.
Eventually, even my mother came around, though she wrinkled her nose at the cabin when she came to visit.
Braun and I were married on our mountain that spring, on the cliffs overlooking Rayburn Falls in a small ceremony. My parents were there, and Stella of course, and all of Braun’s fellow mountain men — the Texan twins Austin and Dallas, Vlad the brooding Russian, and even the reclusive Axe, along with all of their dates.
…One of whom was Stella, actually. But then, that, and the rest of it might be stories for another time.
I could tell you all about life up on that mountain, and about the birth of our first son, and then our daughter. I could tell you about starting the school for ours and other rural families who made Blackthorn and the surrounding countryside their home — folks like us who had no need for city life, and preferred the quiet.
I could tell you how my rough, loving, perfect, gorgeous, incredible mountain man became the best father in the world, and the best husband a girl could ever ask for. I could tell you how he made sure I knew how much he loved me, and how much he wanted me, every single day. I could tell you about the huge addition we eventually built onto our humble cabin to accommodate our growing family. Or about how Braun made extra sure that our new master bedroom suite that looked out over the valley was soundproofed from the rest of the house, and how we moved our favorite hammered-copper hot tub up there as well. I guess I could tell you how nothing made me happier than slowly sinking down onto his huge, beautiful cock in that tub as we looked out over the trees and the moonlight.
But then, maybe those are stories just for me.
What mattered is, I was free, I was happier and more in love than I ever could have dreamed, and out here in the woods, up on that mountain, I’d found my perfect happy ending.
The End.
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