Troping through the snow.., p.25
Troping Through the Snow: The Complete Bundle, page 25
“Careful, dollface. I’ll return the favor.” His hand comes down on my ass, making me gasp. The sensation shoots straight between my legs, and I bite my lip so that I don’t moan. How far are we from the hotel? “See, I knew you’d enjoy being spanked.” He smacks my ass again. “Stop wiggling or I’ll take you against the wall,” he grits out, and I know he’s barely hanging on to control.
“Liar.” I stop wiggling around because I didn’t know I was doing it.
The ground turns to carpet, and I know we’ve entered the inn where Gabriel’s been staying. For the past three days, I’ve been avoiding this place and pretty much the whole town. I knew from Gabriel’s texts he wasn’t going anywhere and it would only be a matter of time before I had no choice but to face him. I think to some degree, I wanted to see how much he truly cared and to prove to me that what we have is real.
“You’re right. I’d never let anyone see you that way.” The sound of a door clicking open has my nipples hardening in anticipation. This is really happening. I’m about to have sex. Not only that, but with a man I’m engaged to.
Gabriel tosses me onto a soft bed, and before I have a chance to catch my bearings, he’s on me, pinning me beneath him and claiming my mouth in a deep kiss. How could I miss this so much when I only ever had it once before? The weight of his body is perfect against mine as he presses me into the mattress.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he groans against my mouth as every inch of me lights up with need.
“I missed you too,” I admit. Gabriel set my body on fire, and all it took was one night to make me addicted.
“It’s been hell.” He pulls at my clothes. “Not talking to you, not touching you. Not returning my texts,” he grumbles, sounding desperate as he moves faster to strip me of my clothes. It makes me feel sexy that he wants me so badly and also that he’s mad at himself and mad at my clothes.
“What am I going to wear out of here?” A small laugh bubbles out of me. “You ripped it.” I put my hand over my mouth, trying not to laugh as Gabriel holds my torn panties in his hand.
“You have a thing for bear shifters. They’re always ripping clothes.” He tosses my panties away as he gets up and removes what he’s wearing. I lick my lip when I see his cock and the tip is wet with precum. Gabriel’s hungry gaze eats me up as he strokes himself a few times. “Spread your thighs, dollface.” I’ve never been more turned on in my life.
“This is you, right?”
“Who the hell else would it be?” He comes back down over me, and his hand brushes some of my curls away from my face.
“You just know all my dirty kinks,” I whisper, suddenly feeling shy.
“This is me, dollface.” He uses his knees to spread my thighs wider before settling in between my legs. “Fuck you’re soaked,” he grits out, his cock slipping through my folds. My body has been craving him for days, and then I had to wait through the party. I wanted to be there, but I also wanted to be alone with Gabriel. “All those books did was get me hard thinking about all the dirty shit my sweet, virgin librarian is into.”
“What are you into?” I lift my hips, and his cock slides down farther to nudge against my opening.
“You. Only you,” he groans, thrusting forward an inch. I slide my tongue across his bottom lip, tempting him to push into me. “I want to eat you first.” I watch Gabriel have an inner battle with himself.
When I sink my teeth into his bottom lip, his hips buck forward, and his cock thrusts all the way in. A sharp pain shoots through me, but it’s gone as quickly as it was there.
Gabriel gasps, and I get lost in watching his control dissolve.
“Fuck me,” Gabriel grits out before groaning my name. Warmth blooms deep inside of me, and I feel his cock jerk. He keeps me pinned under him as it pumps, but he doesn’t move.
“Oh god,” I gasp. “Did you just…ah…”
“Yeah.” He pulls out and thrusts back in. “Couldn’t stop it.”
“Oh god,” I moan as I feel the weight of his release in me.
“You drive me insane.” He starts to move faster as he holds me to the bed.
“That’s so hot,” I breathe, wrapping my legs around him.
“You like that, dollface? That you get me so worked up?” His neck strains as he thrusts over and over, and I lift my hips to meet him.
I’m so full and needy as I squeeze around him. I love being filled and connected in a way that is achy and primal.
“Yes,” I moan when he takes me deeper and his teeth find my neck.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he whispers when he looks at me, and our eyes lock.
“Gabriel. I’m so close,” I beg as I squeeze around him. “Please.”
“You know I love that word,” he says, bending down to suck one of my nipples. “I’ve got you, dollface.” At the same time, his hand slips between us, and he begins to rub my clit.
I’m so far gone that it only takes him a few quick strokes before my orgasm hits. I cry out his name as the heat washes over me and I cling to his heavy body.
“I’ve always got you,” he vows as he keeps thrusting and pushing me toward another orgasm. “We’re only getting started, Noel.” He kisses me sweetly before thrusting hard. “And I’m never letting you go.”
EPILOGUE
GABRIEL
One month later…
“I’m nervous.” Noel wipes her palms on her dress, and I take them from her lap so I can hold on to her.
“We don't have to do this right now if you’re not ready,” I say for probably the tenth time.
“No!” she’s quick to say and then laughs nervously. “No, it’s okay. I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”
As soon as I made Noel mine, I practically carried her down the aisle as fast as I could. We were married in the gazebo on Christmas surrounded by her loved ones. I decided not to tell Dad and Kate until after they were back from their holiday vacation. As much as I love them, I knew that the first time Noel met her birth mother needed to be a separate occasion. After answering a lot of questions from the both of them, they understood and were thrilled for us.
It was heartwarming to hear Kate’s tears of joy and how grateful she was that not only had I found her but I’d also fallen in love with Noel. She and Noel have exchanged messages and phone calls, and even Kate and Noel’s adoptive mom have formed a bond since this all happened.
Since the wedding, Noel and I have been remodeling a mountain cabin we bought in Troping, and I’ve been working on moving what business I want to keep with me and closing down the rest. I realized right away what was most important, and that was Noel. Giving up my life in the city was the easiest thing I’ve ever done. Maybe even easier than falling in love with her, and that was like breathing.
“I think that’s them,” Noel’s mom says as she looks out the front door. “It’s time.” She gives Noel a big smile and holds out her hand for her to come join her in welcoming Kate and my dad to Troping.
I’m right there at Noel’s back with my hand on her hip as her dad opens the front door and we walk onto the porch. Kate is out of the car before my dad even comes to a complete stop, and when she sees us standing there, she bursts into tears.
What surprises me is the first ones to go to each other are Noel’s mom and Kate. They embrace like long-lost friends, and the two of them whisper things that we can’t hear. I don’t know what they say, but I can imagine there’s a lot of gratitude between them.
Noel leans against me, and I wrap my arm around her as we watch them. After a long moment, they part and face my wife. Noel steps forward cautiously, and Kate’s chin trembles as she steps closer.
“It’s nice to see you again,” she says softly, and a heartbeat passes before Noel falls into Kate’s arms.
“Thank you,” Noel says as she leans back and looks at Kate. “Thank you for giving me my family—and Gabriel.”
“It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but it was the right decision. Seeing you here and how loved you are is more than I could have dreamed of giving you. For a long time, I regretted it, but I don’t anymore. I know that your life is filled with love because of them.“I’m just happy that I get to be a part of your life”
“Let’s go inside,” I say as I place a hand on the small of Noel’s back.
She nods at me and leans into my touch. I can see the relief in her eyes that the initial fear is over and there’s comfort in the breath she takes.
“You okay?” I ask her quietly, and she goes up on her toes. I have to bend down to meet her lips, but she gives me a quick kiss and nods.
“I love you,” she says in answer, and I kiss her again.
“I love you too.”
We spend the day eating together and then showing my dad and Kate the town of Troping. They see our cabin and the work we’ve done to it, and Kate is especially excited when she sees where we plan on having the nursery.
At one point, my dad said that they’ve been looking into property near Troping so that they can be closer to us when we decide to have a family. Noel and I laughed that it would be happening much sooner than they might think. Especially if I have anything to say about it.
That night, Noel and I lie in bed holding each other, and I kiss along her bare shoulder. “Are you happy?” I ask, and she looks at me with a curious expression.
“Of course I am.” She touches my cheek tenderly as she watches me kiss my way down her chest. “I’m pretty sure I’m the happiest person in the whole world right now. I’ve got a family who loves me, friends that are more like sisters, and a husband who can’t keep his hands off me.”
“Why would I want to keep my hands off of you?” I tease, squeezing her hips. She wiggles and rolls onto her back as I move on top of her.
“Are you happy?” she asks as I use my knee to push her legs open so that my bare cock can rub at her entrance.
“Mmm-hmm,” I grunt when I feel her wet desire coat the tip. “I’ll be happier once you’re on my dick.”
“Always with the dirty talk,” she says and then moans when I begin to sink into her.
“You love it.”
“Yes.” She closes her eyes and rocks her hips to take more of me.
“It’s a good thing I’m your favorite trope.” Her eyes open, and she gives me a dirty smirk.
“You knew I had a thing for long lost family before you married me.”
“Don’t forget insta-love,” I say as I bury my face in her neck and thrust all the way inside. We both moan together as I stay like that for a long moment, letting her get used to my size. “And you know how I feel about breeding.”
She clenches around me as her nails score my back. “And dirty talk.”
“Oh yes, always dirty talk.” I pin her hips to the bed, leaning back to look down at her. “Now let me fuck that pretty little cunt. My cock is full of baby batter.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she says, and my eyes widen in delight.
“Good girl.”
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THE END!
BONUS EPILOGUE
GABRIEL
Ten years later…
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
I clench my fists as I watch her bend over and her round ass goes in the air. We’re at Santa’s Village, for Christ's sake, and I know I’m not the only one watching her. Noel is bent down talking to the little kids in line, and I’m scanning the crowd to make sure nobody is checking out my wife’s ass. Sure enough, there’s a group of guys that pass by, and one of them almost stumbles as he tries to get a better look. When I step in his line of sight, he mutters some kind of apology and hurries in the opposite direction.
Troping has the gazebo all set up for Christmas treats, and this year they’ve even done ice skating. It’s Christmas Eve, and the place is packed, so there is no shortage of eyes on my wife.
“It’s time to go,” I say quickly when she stands up.
“But we just got here.” She looks around and waves at another person that comes to the library regularly.
“Here, put on my coat.” I start to take it off, and she rolls her eyes.
“Gabriel, my dress is fine.” She brushes her hands down the front of her Mrs. Claus outfit, but she looks more like Mrs. Claus’s slutty niece. “It’s festive.”
“I knew there was a reason you wanted to meet me here.” I move in closer and stare down at her mound of cleavage. “You knew there was no way I was letting you out of the house in this.”
“Oh, you would have,” she challenges and puts her chin in the air. “But you would have fucked me in it first.”
My eyes widen, and my mouth falls open as she turns and walks away from me. This woman is trying to drive me to the edge of insanity. And damn her, she knows it’s working.
I’ve been trying to be good for weeks. The doctor gave us the green light after she healed from giving birth to our last baby, but this final pregnancy was hard on her. She was on bed rest for most of it, and our daughter was born six weeks early. Noel had a lot of complications, and I didn’t want to rush anything.
This morning, she walked in on me jerking off in the shower, and I stopped right away and told her it wasn’t a big deal. I didn’t want her to think she wasn’t taking care of me when she’s already got enough to worry about. So what if I have to rub one out if it means she gets to rest and heal? I’m not ever going anywhere.
But today when it was time to go to Santa’s Village with the family, she told me she had some last-minute shopping to do and she would meet me at the gazebo. When I walked up and saw what she had on, I knew exactly why this was her plan.
“Careful, dollface, you’re playing with fire.”
“Am I?” she teases as she goes over to the hot cocoa station and takes a candy cane.
I watch as she unwraps it and then slides the end slowly past her full lips. “Noel.” I say it like a curse as I glance around and make sure no one is watching. My parents are with the older kids in the ice rink, and Noel’s mom and dad are with the baby back at home.
“Gabriel?” She licks the end of it and cocks her head to the side innocently.
“Hey, Mrs. Claus, I’ve been good all year!” some young guy calls out as he walks past us, and I start to lunge after him.
“Whoa!” Noel takes my arm as the guy runs off, and I glare at her. “He was just being nice,” she says, and I see the edge of her lips turn up in a smirk. “Calm down, grouchy pants.”
My eyes drift down to her skirt, and suddenly I feel hot on the back of my neck. “Are you wearing panties, Noel?”
She pretends to think it over and taps the candy cane between her lips. “Hmmm, let me think.”
“I know what you’re doing.” I bend down and point a finger at her. “And it’s not going to work.”
“Are you sure about that?” Then to my shock, my sweet innocent wife leans forward and puts her lips around the end of my finger.
Desire, anger, hunger, rage, and need like I’ve ever felt hit me all at once. Black spots appear in the corners of my eyes, and all my control snaps.
I jerk my hand back and take her by the upper arm. “Okay, dollface. You wanna do this, we’ll fucking do this.”
I swear her smirk grows into a full-blown smile as I march her away from the crowd and into the back of the library. When I get to the door, I aggressively punch her security code into the keypad, and the door unlocks. With my heavy boot, I kick it closed behind us, and when I hear the automatic lock engage, I turn Noel to face me.
“Five,” I say as I reach for the buttons on my shirt.
“What are you doing?” Her breathing has sped up as she takes a step back.
“Four.” My shirt is open, and now I reach for the belt.
“Gabriel, it was just a joke.” She softens and holds her hands up.
“Three.”
“I’m sorry, it was just a little teasing fun. Don’t be mad.” She backs up another step, and her smile falls.
“Two.” I drop my belt on the ground, and it echoes through the empty building.
“Shit!” she squeals as she turns and takes off running. I give her about a half a second head start before I go after her.
“One!” I shout and dart through the rows of books. “Gotcha.” I snag her around the waist, and this time she screams from excitement. “Go ahead and beg for it, dollface. This is what you wanted.”
Pinning her back against the bookshelf, I see we’re in the romance section. How fitting. I lift her up, and her legs automatically go around my waist as I reach between us and unzip my jeans.
“Gabriel,” she whines, rocking against me, and I can see the desperate need in her eyes.
“Are you wet enough?” My hand goes under her skirt, and I growl when I feel her bare pussy with nothing covering it. “You’ll pay for this.”
“Don’t stop.” She rubs against my hand, and she’s fucking soaked. It’s on her thighs, and she’s greedy as she rolls her hips.
“Tell me if it hurts,” I say in a quiet voice as I swipe my cock through her wet folds.
She nods, and just as I enter her, she slams down on my dick. We both groan at the instant connection that has always been so fucking perfect. I hold myself inside her so she can adjust, but she’s already squeezing me and trying to move up and down. I’ve got her hips pinned tight to the books as I take my time and just feel her warm, wet heat around me. Fuck, I’ve missed this.
“Please, Gabriel,” she begs, and it’s my undoing.
I start to pump gently, but it’s too good, and instinct takes over. I’m thrusting hard, and she’s taking every inch as I pull down the front of her dress and suck on her tits. She’s wet here too, and I drink some of her sweet milk as I start to cum. It’s been too long, and being inside her perfect cunt takes it from me.
