Mountain Man's Secret Baby

by Lauren Wood

  “I’ve forgotten who I am and being a princess, I should know better than to get caught up in an act that should be left to matrimonial bliss.” He was on top of her pinning her to the ground and making her feel that there was no place that she could go. There was a moment of claustrophobia, the feeling of being closed in that reminded her of how her uncle had treated her when she was a child. She panicked and started to thrash, but noticed that Finn was taking that, as a sign that he was doing something right.

  “I have to get out from underneath him. I can’t breathe, but maybe if I calmed down, I can return to enjoying what he’s doing to me. His mouth on my nipples caused my pussy to gush. I can’t control that part of me and it’s obvious from his lecherous stare that he thinks that I want this. I guess deep down I’m just like any other woman. Underneath the manners and decorum is a wanton little whore that needs to be taken by a real man. She flipped up his kilt and appeared the Scotsman’s man sword. It was projecting nicely from his midsection and she easily curled her hand around it and gave it a tentative tug in curiosity.

  He grunted his reply, feeling her fingers squeezing him delicately, but forceful enough that it was drawing attention to the climax inside. It rose to the surface and if he wasn’t careful, he was going to blow his top too soon for his liking. He grabbed her hand and took it away, breathing heavy and trying his best not to indicate that she had gotten to him in that way.

  “I certainly didn’t think that he was the kind of man that would be quick to the draw. Just taking him out was enough to bring about his moment of pleasure. I should be flattered and he’s only showing that his excitement was a little bit too much for him to take. I hope that he can contain himself and bring it back to a manageable level.” Her mind was willing him to take it back a notch. She could see on his face that he was losing it quickly, but he was breathing normally and suddenly that expression forlorn lust had now been replaced with that of an evil glint in his eyes.

  He wrenched his member from her hand, leaving behind the sticky residue that was on the tip. He brought it over to her lips and held her head to put her in the right position to fuck her face. Nudging at her silky lips was met with a disgusting expression on her face. It appeared that she found this type of sex play to be unnecessary and off putting. He did not allow her to keep up this brave front, grabbing her hair roughly and hearing her cry out. That gave him the perfect moment and he wasn’t about to back down from a challenge of a woman that thought that she was better than everybody else.

  She felt it in her mouth and she was tempted to draw down her teeth and rip him from the root. When she felt the skin of the shaft sliding across her tongue, she suddenly began to like the texture and even the taste and smell of the man himself. “I never had this happen to me before, I’ve heard others talk about it, but I always thought that they were deluding themselves. Having him in my mouth is making me hunger for something even more down between my legs. My sex is throbbing and aching for the need for him to give me his Scottish flag.” Working her lips along the length left behind a trail of wetness that she followed with more of the same.

  Samantha reached behind and grabbed onto his ass cheeks, feeling them hard with no give whatsoever. His strength was clear and his muscles were something that was a little hard for her to see past. Samantha had thought that this could never happen to her without a ring on her finger from a prospective suitor.

  “I know that you want to say no, but deep down there is a yes that is screaming to get out. I’m going to fuck your throat and show you that you’ve been missing out on one of the highlights of your life.” He felt that telltale signal climbing the length. His shaft began to take on a new life of its own. Finn was a man that had many lovers, but he felt that this woman was in a league of her own. He had forced himself to hold back from really taking advantage of her. Holding her hair and moving his hips quicker had made her gag noticeably, but it wasn’t anything that she couldn’t handle.

  “I can fee that knob getting bigger. It makes me well aware of the fact that he’s leaking profusely. God help me, but I’d want it and there’s no way that I can let him think that I am that type of woman. I don’t know how I’m going to stop him from taking on that impression. He’s getting closer and if I stop him now, he might feel obligated to show me some restraint. I don’t want him to.” Her body was not her own and your mouth was craving the sweet delicious mixture that was now churning within him. She instinctively slapped his cheeks, the echoing blast now making the object of her desire begin to pump out that sweet delicious nectar.

  “Holy mother…that’s it…show me what kind of woman you really are. It’s not the one that you show others… AHHHHH.” He watched, as her cheeks puffed out with the blast that he had now felt himself letting go. The heat of her mouth and the way that her lips played over him was too much for his unstable condition to take.

  As she was still savoring the moment and letting that taste lie there heavily on her tongue, she was well aware of the fact that he was now pulling away. She didn’t think that it could get any better than that, but she was soon to be proved wrong. The way that he lifted her legs and held her ankles in the air was soon followed by his hands slowly moving downwards and spreading her out a little bit more each time.

  Finn saw the lips begging for his tongue and he was more than happy to give it to her with one long forceful thrust. He was inundated with the hot confines of her hole gripping his oral digit and trying in vain to pull it from his mouth. He fucked her relentlessly, hearing her squeal and swallow his load at the same time. This time, she was on the receiving end of the slap to her thighs and the way that she moaned in response was more than enough to feed him to go further than expected.

  Chapter 5

  Samantha really didn’t know how to react to this invasion of her privacy. When she tried to reach for him, she found that her arms could not move with the weight of his own holding her down. She squirmed and writhed, but there was no escaping the onslaught of his tongue and the way that he constantly moved from her hole all the way back up to her clit in rapid succession. She never knew exactly what he was going to do next and that was half the fun.

  “From the moment that I met him, he has been constantly making it impossible for me to show any kind of resistance. I can pretend, but I think that he sees through my façade. He knows that I want this and it’s the look in my eyes and the way that my body responds to him that tells him everything that he needs to know. I don’t want to be this woman, but deep down it feels good to finally let go. I don’t have to put on airs. I can be the woman that he wants me to be.” The light in his eyes showed her that this was not one of his many conquests. This was different and there was a little bit of compassion in his cave man mentality.

  Finn was determined to make her cum all over his face and he wasn’t going to give up, until he got what was rightfully his. His tongue was everywhere and each time that he thought that she was getting wise he would turn the tables and do something else.

  His fingers were digging into her wrist and it was something that enhanced the experience. She knew that that moment was upon her. “Give it to me…fuck me with that tongue…fuck me deep and hard… YESSSSS.” His obedience was rewarded with a whitewash of her juices that coursed over his tongue and made him want more. He continued to lick out her insides, tickling that pronounced bud and then stepping in with this cock leading the charge into battle.

  “This is what you’ve been wanting and this is exactly what you’re going to get.” He followed that sentiment up with a sharp jab of his hips. It penetrated her interior and it wasn’t lost on him that this was her first time. Breaking through that resistance was met with a scream of pain, which suddenly changed to that of pleasure in a matter of moments. The tightness of her hole surprised him. He really did think that she had had her fair share of suitors. It appeared and rightfully so that she was more selective than that. After all, she was a princess and no man in their right mind would approach w
ith anything that wasn’t pure intentions.

  “This can’t be happening…not again.” “I really did think that I was immune to this kind of thing, but it appears that I haven’t given myself enough credit. That cock and attitude is not something that I could find with any of my English lads. They really don’t know what they’re doing. Sometimes I hear the other girls talking and it’s like they’re going through the motions. I’ve already had one orgasm and a second one is coming up to slap my face. I loved the way that he is rubbing up against me. It was certainly a new sensation that’s causing all sorts of things to happen inside me.” “That’s it… I know that you can feel me wrapped around you, Finn. I think we both know that our bodies have been begging for this from the moment that we saw each other. It was just a matter of who was going to take the initiative.” Samantha wasn’t going to do that on her own and she needed some encouragement that came from the forceful demeanor of a man that really didn’t know any other way.

  “I thought that you were… Ahh…Ahh…stuck up and in need of a man that can take you over his knee and show you how to act like a real woman. I see now that I didn’t have to go looking very far to find that woman…yes…take it.” His cock was feeling the effects of her hole rippling along him and making it almost impossible to hold back what was going to be soon hers.

  “I think that if we were to fall in love that it would be a tragedy. We could never be together like this or any other way. I do hope that you don’t take any offense…yes…fuck me deeper…do it. It’s not meant to be a slight of any kind. I just know that you would never be accepted by the royal family.” “I don’t want to put him down, but it doesn’t appear to affect his performance in the very least. If anything, I believe that it has made him want to put on a show that is worthy of a woman of my statue. He’s fucking me hard and my ass is chafing on the ground and I don’t care. That cock is taking me to new heights of pleasure that I didn’t even know existed. I’ve used my own hand, but nothing compares to the real thing. I will always remember my first time, even if we don’t find a way to be together.”

  “I don’t think that this is the correct position for a woman like you. It’s too tame and you need something that’s going to make you feel possessed like an animal in the wild.” He took that opportunity, to twist her around, until she was on her hands and knees with her ass perfectly positioned. He lined up behind her, grinning, before placing his saber at the entrance to her womanhood. He teased her by slapping at her lips and then felt her hands reach down and up underneath her to grab onto his base. Before he knew it, he was deeply embedded within her. It was a snug fit and in this position, he could go a little bit deeper.

  “Fuck me… Fuck me… Fuck me with everything that you have in that highlander body.” They were moving against each other and the slapping of their bodies coming together was enough to push them even further than they had already gone. She felt his thumb at the entrance to her ass and she turned her head, but was not in time to tell him to stop. “Yes…that is so fucking good…don’t stop.” She had lost control of her faculties, her limbs now feeling like they were going to collapse underneath her. That orgasm was not overshadowed by the feel of his thumb digging deep into her other welcoming hole. Her ass took the intrusion and now she was getting it from both sides. She did actually feel his thumb touching his cock through the thin membrane. He was easily able to manipulate her body into a quivering mass.

  Finn couldn’t hold his orgasm back and it came in the form of five very deeply embedded spurts that found their home inside her body. He fell over top of her with his weight now forcing her down onto the ground. They managed to stay like that for a few minutes, before they finally felt awkward enough that they had to disengage.

  “I’ll have you know that I’ve never acted like that in my life. That is against everything that I’ve been taught from my parents. You made me feel like I was just a common woman and that couldn’t be further from the truth.” She was trying her best to put things back right that was wrong. He couldn’t be allowed to believe that she was the type of woman that would succumb, so easily to a man possessed with an attitude that was irksome at best.

  “I think that you may be protesting a little bit too much, princess. Perhaps you feel that it was wrong what we did, but I doubt that deep down that you really feel that way. You certainly didn’t show anything that would resemble regret. You should stop and smell the roses once in awhile and you may just find that your happiness is someplace that you would never suspect.” He was trying to tell her that he had feelings for her and that they weren’t just from doing it on the ground. This was something that was ingrained into him and now he wanted to see if there was a future in store for them. From everything that she was saying, he was reasonably sure that there could not be anything more than what would they had already done.

  “I think that we should keep this platonic. I still want you to train me, but we can never do that again. Repeat after me…we will never be doing that again.” Over the next few days, they did a train, but after each session, they ended up rutting like a couple of animals. They couldn’t stop themselves and each time they did it made their bond stronger.

  There were many times that she left with his seed still inside her. On each of those occasions, she would smile and then the most unfortunate thing happened. She found out that she was pregnant with his child and that Phillip was about to make his stand against her. Her parents had not come home and there was no sign that they were going to do that in time to save her from a fate worse than death.

  She was outside tending to the garden, enjoying a respite from her daily live, when a shadow loomed over her. She barely moved in time to feel the cold blade of Phillips sword about to take her head. She rolled away from him, scrambling on her hands and feet. He looked determined and there didn’t seem to be anything that was going to stop him from his course of action.

  “I’m afraid that you have to be disposed of. You cannot be allowed to rule and my plan does not include you in them.” Phillip was sure that he could make this quick and possibly painless. He was actually hoping that she would fight back and then out of the blue a sword appeared in her hand. He thought that it was a joke, but then she showed that she was ready for just about anything. They battled through the courtyard and out onto the street. He was sweating and looking at her with disdain, knowing that his plans would go up in smoke, if it was known that he was collaborating with the enemy.

  He parried forward and thought that that would run her through, but she was quick to adjust and turn the blade in a semicircle to relieve him of the weapon. It sailed into the air and it landed in the dirt the blade sticking in the ground and the handle sticking out.

  “I don’t know where you learned to do that, but have mercy.” That was the last words that he spoke, as her sword made him regret the day that he decided to show her any kind of attention. The princess laid waste to her fiercest competitor. This left her to wait for her parents to come home. They would not be happy by what had happened, but they would know that their daughter would not have done that, unless it was absolutely necessary.

  In the following month, she began to start to show and to save face she left the comfort of the royal family for something a little simpler. She sent word to Finn through Elizabeth. They left together under the cover of darkness never to be seen from again.

  There were all sorts of rumors and some thought that she was dead and the king and queen mourned her loss. They never suspected that she was living within Finn’s homeland of Scotland. They would never have imagined that her happiness depended on the baby that she was carrying and the man that she loved with all of her heart.

  THE END

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  Chapter One

  Brent Jenson was having a crappy month. First Micah declared that shifters could marry whomever they wanted. Now he had to monitor everyone who came into the territory. Other shifters. Humans. Witches. Even vampires. It was getting ridic
ulous. Then Jackson married a witch, and he had to keep surveillance on the whole pack to make sure she was safe.

  And now there’s the tunnel.

  Who the fuck tunnels into a convenience store?

  Someone had done their homework. Of the entire perimeter, the spot behind the convenience store was the only location not covered by a camera. And why would it be? It was a wall.

  But someone had busted in. Who knows how long it had been there. The only reason Brent knew of it was when a shifter from another pack found it and entered the premises.

  Lucky for us.

  He sighed and stared at it for the millionth time that week. He didn’t need this crap, but, as the third member of the head of the Woodland pack, Brent made billions to deal with crap just like this.

  “Sir? We’ve finished wiring the camera. Is there anything else you need us to do?”

  Brent shook his head. They had checked out the rest of the perimeter to make sure there were no other dead spots, and they’d checked the rest of the buildings to make sure that this was the only entrance. And now that they had wired it with a camera, they didn’t have to worry about anyone else getting in.

  He was more concerned with what they had taken out. It was impossible to know how many times trespassers had entered the quarters. He hoped that maybe they’d caught the tunnel in time, but he knew it was never that easy.

  “What are you thinking?”

  Brent looked up and saw that Micah and Jackson had both joined them in the store. He frowned. “Shouldn’t you be on your honeymoon?” he growled at Jackson.

  The second-in-command grimaced. “I’d love too, but Natalie hasn’t quite mastered her power yet. Every time she gets upset or emotion, things start flying off the shelves. She’s terrified to go anywhere. And every time I try to talk to her about, she gets more upset and more things start to move. We’re slowly working on spells, and even I’m terrified now.”