Unwrapping His Mountain Package (Blackthorn Mountain Men Book 7)

by Madison Faye

  We fell asleep with her in my arms. And man, even in the backseat of a truck, even with the snow half burying us, and even knowing how beyond fucked we were if we couldn’t find help, it was the best sleep I’d had in years.

  Longer than I could remember, if we’re being honest.

  And I knew it was all her. It was having her in my arms, feeling her pulse beat against me. If was feeling her breath on my arm as she snuggled into me, her hair tickling my nose as I breathed in her scent. Hell, I could’ve lived forever right there in that tuck with her if it was possible.

  But, it wasn’t, and in the morning, that was becoming more and more apparent. I heated up some more cans of soup for us after we woke up, and the heat was still going. But still. This was going to get rough fast.

  “Holly.”

  It was after we’d eaten, and she was snuggled back into me, her head on my chest as she glanced up at me.

  “I have to go out there.”

  She frowned, shaking her head.

  “No, Dane—”

  “Angel, I have to. I want nothing more than to just stay here with you, but I’d like to spend a lot more than the three days of food we’ve got with you in my life.”

  She smiled wryly, her lips twisting.

  “What if there’s another avalanche? It’s dangerous out there.”

  I grinned. “I’m a big boy, angel. I can handle myself out there.”

  “Fine, then I’m coming with you.”

  Like hell she was.

  “No.” I shook my head, my eyes hardening. “Not a chance. Stay here, and stay warm. I’ll be back soon. Trust me, I’m not leaving you.”

  She pouted. “You literally are.”

  I grinned at that, leaning in to kiss her. “But I’m coming back.”

  She smiled, this devilish spark in her eyes. “Well maybe I can warm you up when you do.”

  I growled. “You just shortened my trip by half.”

  She giggled as I turned to start tugging on my clothes from the day before. My truck was prepared for a lot, but I hadn’t prepared for driving off the road and being buried in an avalanche. Jeans, a sweater, and a regular winter jacket weren’t exactly my first choice for trekking through a blizzard, but they’d have to do.

  I kissed Holly, slow and deep, bundling her tight in the blankets before I crawled into the front seat. I grunted, trying the door with my shoulder, and eventually, I got it half shoved open against the snow. I glanced back at her, buried under the blankets against the cold from me opening the door to our little hideaway.

  “Crank the heat when I’m gone. I’ll be back, angel.”

  I slid out and shut the door, and suddenly, I was surrounded by white.

  It was still snowing, but it wasn’t the hell-storm from the day before. The truck was buried, a huge slump of snow from the avalanche cascading over it. But it wasn't a lost cause. The roof was still exposed, and with it, the gearbox I had welded to the roof rack. I managed to pry the frozen lid off and grab the shovel, jumping back down and starting to dig out a little bit around the front door. The snow surrounding the truck would actually keep us warm, sort of like the ideas behind an igloo. So I left most of it, just giving me a way back in when I got back.

  I turned and glanced up at the side of the mountain we’d tumbled down, and whistled.

  Holy fuck, we’d fallen far. The road I’d been on was easily three-hundred feet up — getting the truck back up there wasn’t going to happen. I frowned, turning to scan the white horizon. I saw white, and more white, and then, yeah, more fucking white. I growled as I climbed up onto the roof, scanning again, when suddenly, I stopped.

  Something not quite white.

  My eyes narrowed on the little spec of dark through the swirling winter winds. And as they adjusted to the brightness, I grinned.

  What I was seeing had a roof.

  I dug back into the toolbox and pulled out some military-grade binoculars. Scanning through them, I focused back on what I’d seen. Shit, it was a cabin. My heart raced as I glanced over it. There was a chimney, but no smoke. No vehicles around it. I focused more, and saw the holes in the wall, the smashed window to the side.

  The hope that’d flared up in me faltered.

  Shit.

  But, still. An abandoned cabin was maybe — maybe — better than the truck. If we could find wood and get that chimney going, we might last longer than my backup battery at least, that’s for damn sure.

  It was a ways off, but it was doable. We’d be cold as fuck when we got there, me in jeans and her in, well, however many layers of sweatpants I could put her in. But, we could make it.

  I jumped back off the roof, shivering in the gusty wind before I opened the driver’s door and jumped back into the truck.

  “There’s a cabin.”

  Holly’s eyes went wide, the blankets pulled up tight around her again. I rubbed my hands together, pulling my jacket off and cranking the heat. I kicked my boots away and started tugging my cold, wet clothes off before slipping back into the backseat with her.

  “A cabin?”

  “Abandoned, but it’s a possibility.”

  I shivered, muscles tensing in the chill of having just peeled my wet clothes off as I slid into the backseat. Holly’s eyes dragged down over my body, her face going pink and a little hungry grin creeping over her lips as her gaze slid over my chest, my abs, and then down between my legs.

  I climbed back and started to slip under the blankets as she turned to me, curling against me.

  “So, what happens next?”

  “We rest up, get some food, and then go check it out.”

  She nodded. “Sounds good to me.”

  A shadow crossed my face as I glanced down at her as she slid her hand over my chest, nuzzling close.

  “Holly, I don’t…” I frowned. “I don’t have a game plan here. I don’t know what we’re going to find there, if anything, and I don’t know what that means for us getting off this fucking mountain.”

  She shrugged, the corners of her mouth turning up as she looked up at me. “Yeah, well, I trust you.” She blushed. “Which I get is kind of crazy considering you were the one smuggling me in a box in the back of a truck to the house of some mafia guy who’d bought me.”

  I scowled. “I didn’t know you were—”

  “Dane.”

  She stuck her tongue out at me. “I’m kidding.”

  “Har har har.”

  She giggled as she snuggled close to me, her hand sliding over my chest and down to tease over my abs. My skin tingled under her touch, muscles tightening and untightening against the soft warmth of her fingers.

  “You’re cold,” she murmured.

  “I’ll warm up.”

  “I think I can help.”

  There was this sultriness to her voice that set a spark going in me, and I growled as the hunger started to rise inside of me. I glanced down into her eyes, fire sparking in mine as I saw the heat on her face.

  “That,” she purred, her hand sliding lower down my abs. “And I need to apologize.”

  I frowned. “For?”

  Her hand suddenly slid right down to my cock, and I groaned. Her small fingers slid over me, teasing down my half-hard shaft before sliding under. Her hand cupped my heavy, swollen balls, and instantly, I felt the blood rushing into my cock.

  “For kicking these,” she murmured, her lips teasing close to my ear. Her fingers rolled my balls, and I groaned, muscles tightening as I my jaw clenched.

  “Holly—”

  “Uh-uh.” She grinned, pushing my hands away. “Just lie back. I want to taste you.”

  I grunted as her hands tugged at the blankets, peeling them away from me and letting my thick cock spring free. She whimpered as it came into view, standing thick and rock-hard against my abs. She moved forward, her hand trying to circle my thickness as she cooed softly and leaned in. Her eyes looked up into mine a she slowly lowered her head, and when her soft, pouty pink lips opened and slid over my c
rown, I hissed in pleasure.

  Fuck.

  Her mouth was like goddamn heaven. Warm, wet, and so velvety soft as she slid her lips down around my fat cock. Holly moaned softly, sucking me, slurping wetly at the head before her mouth slid lower. I growled, my abs rippling as her hot little mouth swallowed my cock. Her hand started to gently stroke the many many inches she couldn’t fit inside, and I growled into the heat of the truck as the pleasure melted through me.

  “Fuck, baby,” I groaned, my hand sliding into her hair and wrapping it in a fist. She whimpered, moaning louder and bobbing her head faster at the feel of me gripping her like that, like she wanted me to take control.

  She pulled away suddenly, just enough to whip her shirt off before she dropped back to my cock, whimpering eagerly as she planted kisses down my underside.

  "Fuck, you have a big cock,” she murmured, her voice thick with lust and her eyes hooded.

  “It’s all for you, angel,” I groaned as her tongue teased up and down the underside of me, making me tremble and making my body ache for more.

  She moved lower, and when her tongue swirled over my balls, I growled hungrily.

  “You like that?” she whispered heatedly, moaning as her lips slid over my swollen balls. She opened her mouth and suckled one inside, making me hiss in pleasure as my cock throbbed with need. Holly moaned, her hand sliding up to stroke my thick cock as her lips and tongue swirled over my balls, driving me wild.

  “Fuck, angel,” I hissed, my hand sliding into her hair, my muscles rippling. “Suck my balls just like that. You feel how big and swollen and full of cum they are for you?”

  She moaned, her tongue darting faster, making me growl with need as she stroked my cock. My hand slid down her back as I leaned over her, and I shoved her sweatpants down over her ass as she thrust it up in the air. I growled, my hands palming that sweet ass, fingers kneading her skin as she sucked wetly on my balls. She moved up to swallow my head again, and when I pushed my fingers down between her legs from behind, she moaned wildly around me.

  “So nice and fucking wet for me,” I groaned, sliding a thick finger into her as she moaned wildly. She arched her back, pushing her ass up in the air and spreading her legs for me as I started to play with that tight little cunt.

  “Does sucking my big cock and feeling how full of cum my balls are for you make your naughty pussy all messy and wet? Do you get all drippy and slick for me, wanting me to bend you over and fuck you hard like a dirty girl with this thick cock?”

  Holly moaned wildly, slurping at me wetly and swallowing me as deep as she could. I grunted, reaching over her with both hands and playing with her pussy. I spread her lips, pushing two fingers inside and curling them as she whimpered and begged for more. A third finger barely fit, and Holly trembled in ecstasy, moaning as her mouth slid up and down my rock-hard cock.

  I let another finger play with her clit, and when I let my thumb brush over her tight little asshole, she cried out in pleasure around me. I rolled her clit faster and faster, feeling her body start to tremble and her slick honey dripping all over my hands. Her legs shook, and her mouth suddenly stopped moving on me as her whole body tensed.

  “Dane… Oh fuck!”

  She cried out as she came, hard and fast, her sweet girl cum making my finger sticky and slick as I just kept playing with her pussy through her climax. She moaned again and again, dropping her mouth to my balls again and slurping wetly as she stroked my thick cock with both hands.

  Fuck, she had me so damn close, but I needed more. I wanted my cum deep in that sweet little pussy, where it belonged.

  I groaned as I pulled her away, spun her around on her knees, and pushed her down across the seat. I grunted, like a savage as I moved behind her, gripping her hips and yanking them high in the air as she moaned with her cheek to the seat. I stroked my cock as I lined it up, easing the swollen head between her slick, dripping wet lips and pushed right inside.

  Holly screamed in pleasure as I drove balls-deep with one stroke, filling her tight little cunt with every inch of me. Our bodies slapped together, skin rubbing against skin as I ground into her. I pulled back, making her whimper for more before I gave it to her, sliding my cock all the way to the hilt back inside.

  “Oh God, Dane!”

  She cried out, pushing back to meet my thrusts, whimpering and cooing in pleasure as I gripped her hips and started to fuck her. I held nothing back, and I fucked her hard and deep. We were like animals, like something savage and wild as she thrust back and I gave her everything. My balls slapped her clit, my fingers dug into her skin, and our bodies came together again and again.

  My hand slid up, wrapping her hair in my fist, and I tugged, making her scream in pleasure as I held her hair with a fist and fucked her mercilessly. I could feel her cream dripping down my shaft and off of my balls. I could feel her body tightening around me, and I knew she was going to shatter for me one more time.

  “I want to feel this pretty pussy come for me, angel,” I growled, my hips slapping her ass as I drove in all the way. I groaned as I looked down, watching her tight, pink lips stretch around and grip my thick cock like they never wanted to let it go. My shaft glistened with her honey, and when she started to tremble, I knew neither of us were going to last much longer.

  “I want you to come for me, baby girl,” I hissed, driving into her. “I want to feel you squeeze down around my cock when you come. I want to feel this tight, greedy little pussy milking the cum from my balls.”

  I grunted, driving into her hard and fast, our bodies slapping together as we both started to fall.

  “Come for me, Holly,” I groaned. “Come for my cock right now.”

  I drove in, and as I felt the last of my willpower shatter, I felt her shatter for me. Her whole body shuddered, and the scream of pleasure that tore from her mouth was broken and wild. Her slick little pussy gripped me so fucking tightly, and when I felt her rippling up and down the length of me and squeezing me so fucking tight as her juices dripped down my balls, I lost it.

  I roared as I drove in, grinding deep as my balls pumped and emptied. My cum exploded from my swollen head, spraying into her as rope after thick rope filled her tight little cunt to the brim. I groaned, my vision swimming as I gripped her so tight and just kept on fucking her, roaring as I came again and again, her pussy quivering around me before we both collapsed.

  Panting. Shaking. Spent.

  I rolled, pulling her into me as we lay on our sides, my cock still inside of her as my arms wrapped around her trembling body.

  “Oh my… fuck,” she whimpered, panting as she turned, her eyes wild. She leaned in, kissing me softly as she moaned into my lips.

  “I thought…” She sighed contentedly her body flushed and her face pink as she pushed back into me. “I thought the plan was to rest before we trekked through the snow?”

  “Whoops.”

  She giggled, kissing me again. “So, who’s a girl gotta screw around here to get some more of that hot-plate soup?”

  I chuckled, pulling her tighter to me. I felt her pussy tighten around me, and suddenly, I knew I wasn’t done.

  …Not even close.

  My cock pulsed, and when she felt it, and felt how hard I still was, her eyes went wide.

  “That was a joke.”

  “You want that soup?” I grinned, watching her face go red as her eyes hungrily burned into mine.

  “Yes,” she whispered heatedly, her walls rippling up and down my cock.

  She gasped as I rolled us, my cock still inside of her as I moved onto my back with her perched on top of me, her back to me. Slowly, she started to raise up, her hips rolling before she slid back down, making us both groan as my cock slid deep inside of her.

  “But I think I want more of this first,” she murmured, her hand reaching down to cup my balls as she started to bounce.

  “You want more cum, angel?” I growled, sitting up and wrapping my arms around her. She ground down on me, rocking as she sta
rted to slide up and down my shaft.

  “Yes, please.”

  “Good girl.”

  Food could wait. The cabin could wait. The whole fucking world could wait.

  Her moans echoed through my ears and everything else just faded away as we started to move.

  7

  Holly

  The snow whipped around us, the wind howling as we slowly made our way towards the cabin. It wasn’t a huge distance from where the truck was across the flat area of hilltop to the cabin, but in that weather, it took us close to twenty minutes to get there.

  The door shuddered, creaking as Dane grunted and slammed his shoulder into it. He tried again, pulling back and then crashing into it as the old building groaned and shook.

  “Hang on.”

  I held up my hand as I slipped past him. My hand found the old rusty knob, and I twisted. The door opened with a loud, angry creak.

  I grinned, turning to stick my tongue out at Dane, who sat there shaking his head.

  “Cute.”

  “Aww, bruised ego?”

  “No, shoulder.”

  I giggled as I made an exaggerated sweep with my hand for him to step inside. “After you, princess.”

  “Very cute,” he growled his hand swatting my ass and making me laugh as he stepped past me into the dark, cold cabin.

  Okay, the place was a disaster. I mean, there were four walls, mostly, and a roof that didn’t seem to be collapsed. But, one of the windows was blown out with a heap of snow on the floor under it. There were some holes in the walls too, with the wind whistling through them. But, again, it was four walls and a roof. And nice big stone fireplace too.

  “Hey, this might work!” I glanced around, rubbing my hands over my arms. We’d bundled up as best we could for the hike over, but all I was wearing was two pairs of sweatpants and some waffle-knit long underwear beneath that. The hike over had soaked me through, and I could start to feel the wind against the wetness of my clothes.

  “Might,” Dane muttered, glancing around as he set down the huge camping backpack he’d brought with us.

  “If there’s no wood for that fireplace or to board up some of these holes, the truck might actually be a better shot.”