His Secret Virgin: A Forbidden Romance (The Sons of Sin Book 3)

by Michelle Love

  He didn’t do so much as flinch with the beating I gave him. “It’s invigorating. You’ll see.”

  As the water came closer to my face, I pulled my body up to keep my head from going under. “Christopher! Take me back out! I’m serious!”

  All of a sudden, my body was heaved into the air, and I flew away from my husband, reaching out as I did so, but to no avail. I splashed into the cold water, breaking into full-body goosies immediately.

  Going all the way under, I was soaked. My blue jean shorts felt heavy, and my white t-shirt clung to me like a second skin as I emerged. “Oh, I’m so gonna get you, sexy.” I swam to him, ready to jump on his shoulders and drag him under.

  But he caught me, holding me tightly in his strong arms. “Now, what do you think you’re doing?”

  “Freezing,” I told him through chattering teeth. “And I think I’ll get a lot warmer if I dunk you.”

  “I don’t see how that will help you.” His face came closer to mine, our lips a fraction of an inch apart. “But I think this will do the trick.”

  His lips touched mine, and I opened my mouth eager to take him in. He eased his grip on me so I could run my arms around his neck as his kiss did exactly what he’d said it would. My body warmed even in the cold water.

  I wrapped my legs around him, and he took me deeper into the water. His mouth left mine, kissing a line up my neck then nibbling on my earlobe. “See, I told you I could warm you up.”

  “How right you were,” I moaned. My body wanted more than the little make-out session, but I knew with the light of day on us and the other campers around the area, I wouldn’t get everything I wanted.

  A loud splash at the shore had me looking over my shoulder to see what had made the sound. Before I could say a word, Christopher saw the thing and whispered, “Don’t move, baby.”

  I wasn’t about to move. “Am I seeing this right? Is that a bear?”

  “Yep.” Moving back slowly as the bear seemed to be coming right for us, he said, “I’m not sure why, but that thing is coming at us for some reason.”

  Looking around as slowly as I could so as not to jumpstart the bear into swimming any faster than it was, I saw only one option. Swim to the opposite side of the lake. “I think we should get to swimming, Christopher.”

  “I think you’re right. That thing is looking right into my eyes.” He let me go, and we turned away from the bear. “Go as fast as you can while not splashing too much. I don’t want him to think we’re running away from him. That might make him swim faster to get to us.”

  “Like a game of chase?” I asked as I made long strokes with my arms under the water so I wouldn’t create splashing noises.

  “Yeah. Like a cat and mouse game of chase.” He pushed me along to get in front of him. “You stay in front of me. That way if he catches up to us, he’ll deal with me first, giving you time to make it to the opposite shore.”

  “Don’t even talk like that, Christopher,” I admonished him. “I’m not about to let a bear eat you alive.”

  “I’m sure he’ll drown me first,” came his stoic reply.

  I didn’t think humor was a necessity at that very dangerous time. “Please try to stay serious. I’m beginning to feel panic setting in.” I glanced back to find the bear still coming our way. The distance from the shore he’d left didn’t seem to be concerning him in the least.

  When he opened his mouth to let out a weird growl that sounded almost as if he was talking, I almost lost my composure. But Christopher saw that and took my attention. “Look forward, not at him. Just keep swimming.”

  Now he’d gone a put that dang song from that cartoon the boys watched a million times a week into my head. “Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming…”

  “Hush, baby. I don’t want to entertain the bear. I want him to get bored and turn back,” Christopher bossed me.

  I shut my mouth and kept swimming, all the while thinking that this would be a terrible day to die. Especially if it ended with being drowned by a bear. I’d never heard of a death like that before.

  What a way to get put into the history books!

  Christopher

  A nosy bear thwarted my idea of a fun little swim with my wife. At least I hoped he was just being nosy and not planning to make us his afternoon meal.

  Way off to one side, I saw a boat. But the people on it didn’t seem to notice us. I could’ve yelled out for help, but I thought that might startle the bear who seemed calm at the time and I didn’t want to do that.

  “My arms are getting tired,” Emma whispered. “I don’t know if I can make it all the way to the other side.”

  “The stupid bear kind of took me by surprise, baby. I didn’t really think this plan out thoroughly. I think I can make it to the other side. Why don’t you hold onto me for a while and rest your arms? I’ll pull you along with me.”

  “I don’t want to weigh you down, Christopher.” She kept on swimming, being the trooper she always was.

  I made a quick glance back to find the bear had gained on us a bit and that worried me. “Hurry up and hang onto me, Emma.” I swam up beside her, and she reluctantly put her hands on my waist, letting me pull her along.

  “Maybe I should try to shoo the bear away,” she said. “I think that might work.”

  “No, you might just make him mad.” I knew that bear could outswim us if he got his adrenaline spiked. No one wanted that to happen.

  “He’s getting closer,” she whimpered. “You’re swimming slower with me holding onto you like this. I’ll be okay. I’ll swim on my own.”

  “Rest your arms just a little while longer.” I didn’t want her to give out on me in the middle of the lake.

  Speeding up, I put a bit of distance between the bear and us. And I looked around some more to see if I could see anyone who might be able to help us.

  “You know, this isn’t the way I thought it would all end, Christopher.” Emma kissed the back of my neck. “I love you. If you make it and I don’t, then please tell our sons that Mommy loves them to the moon and back.”

  “Don’t even begin to talk like that.” The woman was insane if she thought I wouldn’t fight that bear to the death for her. “Just rest and get ready to swim again in a minute or two.”

  The sound of a plane overhead had me looking up. The sunlight hit me in the eye, and I couldn’t see a thing. “Is that an airplane?” Emma asked. “I can’t see a thing because the sun’s in my eyes.”

  “Yeah, it’s an airplane.” I hoped someone in it would see us swimming from the bear and get us some help. “Maybe someone up there will see us. The engine sounds small. It might be sightseers and boy what a sight this is.”

  The sound moved off to the right, making me feel as if they hadn’t seen us. The sunlight refracting off the water may have hidden us. But I didn’t want Emma to get discouraged, so I kept that thought to myself.

  “I can see the shoreline pretty well now, Christopher. I can swim to it.” Emma let go of me, moving her arms through the water.

  I let her get in front of me to keep myself between her and the bear who wouldn’t quit. “This bear makes no damn sense. Why the hell would it swim across the entire lake?”

  “To eat us, dear,” Emma reminded me.

  I didn’t buy that one bit. I couldn’t see a bear swimming like that for what might be a meal. That was just too much energy to spend on a gamble. And just as I thought we might be able to make it to shore then outrun the beast, a couple of smaller bears came out of the woods.

  The bear behind us growled as if it was talking to them.

  Emma hissed, “Shit!”

  “I think I know why that bear keeps following us now,” I said, knowing we’d swam in the wrong direction if we wanted to get away from what I now knew wasn’t a him, but a her.

  “Her cubs are over here on this side.” Emma sighed. “We’re really in a bad place now, aren’t we?”

  “Being between a mama bear and her cubs isn�
��t exactly the best place to be.” I looked back to find the mama bear wasn’t happy with where we were heading. “Let’s move off to the left.”

  Turning to take a sharp detour, we were relieved to see the bear swim to shore where her and the cubs reunited with yelps of joy.

  I too would’ve been yelping with joy, but my wife and I were on the opposite side of the lake. Our camp was far behind us. And still not a soul in sight.

  “What a crappy day to take a swim across the lake,” Emma remarked. “Let’s get out and walk. I’m swamped.”

  Neither of us had on shoes as the campsite and trail we’d come down was thickly covered with soft grass. I hoped the rest of the area around the lake was just as soft.

  But as we stepped out of the water sharp needles that had fallen from a ton of pine trees littered the ground. “Ow!” I shrieked. “Shit!”

  Emma stopped and lay down on the sharp things. “I need to rest a minute.”

  “I don’t see how you’re lying on those things.” I hunkered into a squat but didn’t dare put my ass on the ground.” “I’ve got to find something to put under our feet. We’ll never make it out of here on foot if I don’t. And swimming back seems like a nightmare right now.”

  Looking around, I wondered if our family was beginning to miss us yet.

  Emma

  My genius husband had found us some footwear he’d fashioned out of some thin tree branches and some vine he’d found. Placing the branches he’d broken into pieces the length of our feet on the bottoms of our feet, he tied them on with the vine. We couldn’t walk fast, but we could walk without the pine needles pricking our feet.

  “My romantic swim took a bad turn,” he grumbled as we walked through the woods in the direction of our camp.

  “You tried,” I said as I patted him on the back. “It’s the thought that counts.”

  “I’m just sorry I had the lame-brain idea to swim to the other side of the lake. Who would’ve guessed that bear would be swimming that way too?” He shrugged. “I guess not joining the boy scouts as a kid has left me uneducated about wildlife.”

  “I think you did just what anyone else would’ve done.” I felt bad that he was beating himself up over this. “It’s okay. It’ll make a funny story to tell everyone. No one will have a story like ours.”

  “That’s for sure.” I’d finally gotten a smile out of him. “You know I don’t say this nearly enough, but you’re a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, Emma. You can find the good in anything.”

  He painted me out to be a saint. And I loved him for it. “Thanks, sexy.”

  The pine trees became scarce as Aspens took over. The ground became soft and grassy, so I stopped to take off the stick shoes that were as about as comfortable as they sounded, none at all.

  Christopher just stopped and looked down at me as I took a seat on the ground. “What are you doing?”

  “Getting rid of these shoes.” I untied the green vine, letting the sticks fall away from my aching foot.

  “We might come back to bad ground, Emma. Can’t you just keep them on?” He looked ahead to scout out the territory. “You never know what’s up ahead.”

  “I’ll carry the sticks and vines in my pockets, okay?” After taking off the other stick shoe, I shoved the items in my pockets as I got up off the ground. “I’m starving. Like, I’ve never been this hungry in my life.”

  He nodded. “Yeah, me too. Again, if I’d only joined the scouts as a kid, I probably would’ve been able to produce something to eat out of something around here.”

  “Well, you can always put our boys into the scouts and learn vicariously through them,” I offered.

  “That won’t help us today,” he grumbled. “You know what, these things do hurt.” He plopped down on the ground and took his stick shoes off too.”

  Looking at the water that glistened through the trees, I asked, “Should we swim, instead of walking?”

  Shaking his head, he said, “I really don’t want to get back into the water. We’ll find our way through the woods.”

  With the sun going down, I knew our time would soon run out. “I just don’t want to be walking in these woods after dark. We know for a fact that there’re bears.”

  “Wolves too,” he said as he pointed to a big pawprint something had left in the dirt near the bottom of a tree.

  “Good, Lord,” I whispered as I looked around. “I did not sign up for this.”

  “Didn’t you know there would be wild animals here, baby?” he asked as he shook his head. “Hell, I knew there would be these kinds of things around here. I just hadn’t planned on straying this far away from the safety of our camp to find any.”

  “Of course, I knew that.” I walked on ahead of him as he finished meticulously untangling the vine that held his left shoe on. “Just break the dang thing and let’s get moving. It’s getting dark.”

  “I’m sure we’ll make it back before that happens. We can’t be too far away now.” He jumped up and came up behind me, goosing me to make me hurry up. “Come on, slowpoke.”

  “Christopher!” I took faster steps, trying my hardest not to let panic get to me. The wolf prints shook me a little. “We need to watch out for anything. Snakes, spiders, wolves, anything could be up ahead, and we’d have no clue. We don’t want to surprise anything, now do we?”

  “No, but we don’t want the trouble of trying to find our way in the night, either,” he reminded me.

  We’d found ourselves in quite the predicament. With the sun seemingly falling into the horizon, things began to look bleak to me. “Christopher, I’m getting a little scared now. What if we don’t make it back before dark?”

  “Then we’ll keep going until we get there. Or get to some other human being who can help us get back to our family.” He came around me to lead the way. “I’m sure we’ll come up on some other campers very soon.”

  I wished I had his optimistic attitude, but I didn’t. “I think we’re walking to close to the water to find anyone. Our campsite is a good ways from the shoreline. Most likely, the other campsites are positioned that way too. Maybe because of flooding issues.”

  Christopher stopped then turned to look at me with a smile. “You know what, I bet your right. Come on. We’ll go this way for a bit to get about as far away from the water as our place is. Maybe then we’ll run into some other campers.”

  Glad to have made a contribution that might help us, I picked up the pace and began to gain some of that optimism I’d been lacking.

  Things would be okay. We wouldn’t be lost in the woods after dark. We’d find people to help us. There had to be more people out in the area. But we hadn’t heard anyone, even since we’d set up camp that morning.

  As a matter of fact, we hadn’t seen a soul since we’d driven into the secluded camping area I’d booked online. “What if no one else is here, Christopher?”

  “Why wouldn’t there be anyone else here?” he asked as he kept going.

  “Because maybe we’re not at the right place. Maybe, we’re on someone’s ranch or something. That big gate we came through didn’t have a name on it.”

  “But the GPS said we’d reached the address you’d put into it,” he reminded me. “You said you wanted seclusion. This is just secluded is all.”

  Maybe too secluded!

  Christopher

  After an hour more of walking and not finding a single soul, I’d just about given up. “It’s going to be completely dark in a few minutes, baby.” I didn’t know what else to do. Wandering around in the pitch black didn’t sound like a smart thing to do. “Maybe it would be best if we just stayed right here, under this tree. We can sleep and wait until sunrise, then head out again in the morning.”

  “You’re crazy,” she said with wild eyes. “Christopher, we can’t stay here. Not all night.” She looked all around her, turning in a circle. “There’s nothing to protect us here. Nothing at all!”

  “I’m going to be the thing to protect us, baby.” I took her
into my arms, trying my best to make her feel safe. “We had a date tonight anyway. Remember, I wanted the boys to spend the night with their sisters or grandparents. And I wanted to get you all alone so we could try to make us a little girl this time around.”

  Looking up at me with stars in her eyes, she smiled. “Oh yeah, you did have that scheduled, didn’t you?”

  Kissing her softly, I eased us both to the ground, leaving my back against the tree, I held her on my lap. I figured I would let her take the top and I’d take the bottom, lying on the ground.

  Pulling her t-shirt off, I took my time to undo her bra the right way as she’d need to put it back on the next morning. No fun would be had, ripping off her undergarments this night.

  Emma pulled the t-shirt off me then undid the buttons on my shorts. “Should I only release the beast and leave your shorts on to protect your butt from the ground?” she asked with a sexy grin.

  “That would probably be for the best. All you need is the beast after all.” I pushed her shorts all the way off then laid them with the rest of her clothes, next to us. I didn’t want to let any of our clothing get too far away from us, just in case.

  Although dog-tired and feeling more beat than I’d ever felt in my life, my cock sprang to life as I looked at my naked wife moving her body over mine to penetrate herself with my cock. “Damn, you look so hot in the moonlight, baby.”

  Tossing her hair back, she cocked her head to one side while biting her lower lip. “Do I?”

  I nodded. “You do.”

  Her hands ran over my chest as she slid her body down my erection. “I’ve got to admit that being out here like this, alone with you, is a real turn on.”

  Moving her up and down as I held her by the waist, I made her stroke me at a slow pace. But the way she moaned and arched her back, jutting her big tits out as she did, had me growing a little savage. “God, you’re gorgeous,” I growled. “And so fucking hot!” I leaned forward to bite down on one of her tits, making her scream with pleasure.

  The more and more I sucked her pebbled nipple, the louder her moans became. Over and over I slammed her body down on my hard cock until she was crying my name out, over and over again, “Christopher! Christopher! Oh, God!”