DEEP CUT (Men of the Woods Book 2) Page 4

  “Okay.” Her reply is weak, and I can tell she needs more reassurance.

  “That day was the day my first book was published in paperback and went out to bookstores. No one knows the name I write under, but I’ll tell you everything, Angel. I’ll share my life with you without reservation. I’ll introduce you to Rebecca and you can ask her whatever you like. She’s married, happily so, and has another kid on the way. So, please, you are the only thing I see. No other woman would stand a chance. I felt it the moment I saw you. You were meant for me. I’ve been waiting.”

  The last words ring in my ears. Melody’s face relaxes and she brings her hand off the bed, fluttering it down over her belly between us. I watch until the tops of her fingertips glance just under the elastic of her underwear.

  I gulp back the groan as they slide inside and she gives me a sultry smile.

  “I’ve been waiting too.”

  “That’s a good girl.” I press my lips to hers and devour the soft moan that seeps from her.

  I push up and stand, my hands returning to her knees, spreading them wider, watching the movement of her digits under the fabric, her mouth opening and her eyelids lowering as she touches herself for me.

  “God, that’s so fucking sexy.”

  Her ass starts to lift and twist into her touch, and I know I will never be satisfied by my own hand again. The only thing that will bring me satisfaction is Melody. Her mouth; her sweet, tight cunt; her ass.

  I can’t wait any longer. I reach down and grab the tops of her thighs, jerking her down to the edge of the bed before dropping to my knees.

  Leaning in, I drag the tip of my tongue down her inner thigh, my eyes pinned on her fingers moving under the fabric. Her breathing is faster, laced with tiny moans and sweet sounds.

  I catch her scent and it runs through me like wildfire. Daggers stab into my heart because if I didn’t know before, I know now: she is the only one for me. Her scent is like coming home. Home to a place I’ve searched for my entire life and only just now realized, it is a person not a place.

  I lick and taste her creamy, soft flesh as her hand moves more furiously, my grip around her legs like iron because I’m never letting her go.

  When I look up, the pressure in my balls nearly heaves as I see her other hand up under her tank top, playing with one of her tits. She wants this. She wants me. Wants to please me, and by that pleasing herself.

  There is nothing more perfect in the world than this moment.

  I shoot up from my place, making her gasp and look at me in shock.

  “Did I do something wrong?” She drags her hand out from under her shirt, shame darkening her eyes.

  “No.” I bark, more harshly than I intended. “I need you naked. I need to see.”

  I reach down and pull the tank top from her body, then half roll her over to unclasp her white bra and throw it upward, watching it catch on the deer antler light fixture on the ceiling.

  She giggles and it’s a balm to my soul. “Tomorrow morning we’re going to look around and wonder what happened in here.”

  I grunt in response, and work my hand down her sides, hooking my fingers in the soft fabric left covering her and making short work of freeing it from her legs, then pulling them back wide and spreading them open. For me. It’s all for me.

  “Don’t stop. Do what you were doing.”

  She’s bare, her pussy open like a flower in the rain. Dewy and pink, petals spreading as her legs fall open and her fingers dance where my mouth will be in moments.

  Her body is soft and curved like a woman’s, but her face still bares the look of youth. Thoughts of marking her ivory flesh with my teeth and my hands pound through me.

  She’s so uninhibited as her fingers move over her sex, her eyes on mine. She’s so comfortable it’s driving me crazy.

  If she hadn’t already told me she’d never been touched, I’d probably lose my mind right now, wondering who she did this for in the past. But if she’s feeling anything like I am, I want to do things for her I’ve never thought of before.

  Truth is, I’m practically a virgin at this point. It’s been more years than I have fingers since I even went on a date. And even when I did, most of them ended with not so much as a peck on the cheek because there was something that just never fit.

  I guess I’m not wired like most men. Getting into a girl’s pants just to get off never appealed to me. I’ve been well acquainted with my hand over the years when necessary, but now that I’ve got Melody even that has changed.

  Lust swells in my belly and there is no more waiting.

  I’m back on my knees, watching her fingers as they flit around the little nub at the top, and I lick my way down her thigh, sinking my teeth into the meaty part just before I get to her pussy and listening to the yelp that falls from her lips as I hold her down, letting her writhe with the pain.

  “You will know I will give you pain and pleasure, Angel. I don’t know what you’ve awoken in me, but I can’t put it away.”

  I reach and move her hand away, opening her legs wider and holding her flesh open. Her hips inch upward when I do, and I press my nose into her soaking silk, drawing a full deep breath as I make her mine. As I take her in completely.

  “Fuck, this cunt owns me already.”

  “Uncle Cain.” Her voice is shocked but playful. “Are you sure you should talk that way to your niece?”

  “I’ll talk to my niece any way I please. You can’t tell anyone how you and you Uncle have special time together though. It will have to be our secret.”

  My words only drive more blood to my girth, the game making the animal inside me only roar louder.

  “I won’t tell.”

  “Good girl, my angel. Now, I’m going to give you something very special. Secret, special kisses.”

  “Okay, U-U-Uncle—”

  Her words are cut short as I drag my tongue slowly through her folds, from her dripping opening to her hard little clit, then back down.

  Her words turn into broken gasps as I settle on her clit, licking and drawing it between my lips.

  Fuck me. It’s all I can do to not take a bite out of her. She’s as sweet as anything I’ve ever tasted and when her hands come to her knees, pulling herself apart for me, I nearly shatter into a thousand pieces.

  Knowing I’m pleasing her has cum dripping out of my cock and down my balls. This pussy is mine, as is every other part of her.

  “Uncle C-C---” Her words break off again as her hips buck upward into my mouth. “God. That feels so good.”

  I moan into her open folds, plunging my tongue into her gushing opening and letting her flavor spread over my tongue like the sweetest candy. I bring the pad of my thumb to her clit and begin to massage her there in slow circles as I fuck into her tight hole with my tongue.

  I alternate between kissing and sawing my tongue in and out of her until she’s twisting and fucking herself against my face.

  “God, please…” She stills, completely, her body rigid and her breath stalled.

  “Angel…” I stop to look up and see her looking down at me. “Did I hurt you?”

  She shakes her head, her face pink and her eyes glazed.

  “I was so close. I wasn’t sure if I should…”

  The innocence in her eyes digs into the most desolate parts of me, bringing them back to life.

  “You were going to cum, you mean?”

  She nods, teeth pinching into her bottom lip as pride fills my chest.

  “Then cum, sweet girl.”

  “I’ve never done that. I don’t know what’s going to happen. I heard sometimes…” She gives me an uncomfortable smile. “Girl’s like, you know…gush.”

  She tugs a shoulder upward.

  “Yeah, well, you know what? If you don’t cum on my face, you’ll break my heart. I’ll swallow everything you give me and be thankful for the rest of my life for that honor, Angel.”

  I replace my fingers with the flat of my tongue on her clit, my middl
e finger pushing into her slick opening. Her body nearly immediately begins to quake and shudder.

  The scent of her has me spiraling, and I think of sending her off to school, coated and dripping with my cum, so that everyone knows she belongs to me now.

  I want her with me forever. Not a day will go by that I won’t taste her. That she won’t know the feel of my cock, filling her with every drop of my cum until my mate is bred with me over and over.

  All those boys that sniffed around her the other night, all the boys that I know look at her with lust at that school, will die painful deaths if they touch what is mine.

  I don’t care what the world might think. I’ll keep her with me, back here in the woods. If necessary, I’ll take her away. We will run so far no one will find us, and I will live out my life claiming her.

  I shudder as she lets out a deep moan and rocks against my mouth and fingers.

  Her cunt is so perfect it’s like tasting and seeing heaven here on Earth. When I glance up, I see both her hands on her tits, squeezing her nipples as I bend my finger inside her and find that rough little patch of skin.

  When I push and rub, my tongue attacking her clit, she finally explodes, pulling a feral cry from me. Her nectar streams into my mouth and down my throat as my tongue slides everywhere, lapping up every perfect drop.

  My dick is as hard as it’s ever been, sticky cum coating the inside of my boxers, my balls aching and heavy with every drop of seed I want to plant inside her.

  Her walls cinch around my fingers as she lets go. I have to use all my strength to hold her body steady, to keep it from flipping up and off the bed with that violent, continuous orgasm.

  She’s screaming my name and every curse word I know, and from working in the woods with men all my life, I know them all.

  Apparently, she does too.

  The sounds she is making only make me more crazed. She’s turned half animal in the midst of her climax and I slip my finger from the clutch of her opening to bury my tongue deep, which only sets off another wild round of swearing and spasms.

  Her thighs clamp down on the sides of my head, deafening me and nearly crushing my skull with the force, but I’m already in heaven and if she kills me now I’ll never be happier. This angel I’ve been obsessing over has turned into the sexiest devil, and the knowledge that I’m the one that has transformed her is a gift.

  She is a gift. My gift. And my mate. And no one will take her from me.

  When she finally loosens her death grip on my head, I hear her breathing hard and fast. I ease her legs apart and rise to my feet, looking down to see her lips cherry red and her face flushed and glistening with sweat.

  “Well.” Her unfocused eyes roll upward toward my face. “That was certainly something to write home about, Uncle Cain. I never believed you could be so dirty with your own niece.”

  Her hands are still on her tits and I don’t think she’s even aware. Her nipples are hard and flushed, matching the color of her lips.

  “I’ve only just begun, sweet girl. Remember, this is our secret.”

  Her lips curve into a sly smile as she closes her eyes and pushes her head into the bed, her legs still wide, exposing the perfection that someday very soon will take my dick.

  “I promise I won’t tell.”

  Her words and eyes are so innocent and what spins inside of me is overwhelming. This beautiful creature could destroy me with a word. A look. If I ever lost her…

  I can’t finish that thought. Just when I think I can’t take anymore, she reaches down between her legs and spins her fingers in the soaking mess, then draws a slick line up the center of her body until her middle finger rests on her lips and she sucks it clean.

  “I’ve done that in my bed at night since I met you, Uncle Cain. And you know what I thought about when I touched myself?”

  I shake my head and I struggle for a ragged breath. She presses her fingers to her lips on a smile.

  “I thought of you. On top of me.”

  “God, you are perfect.”

  Chapter Six

  Cain

  I’ve discarded any clothing on my body and I fist my cock at the base, trying to keep from spraying cum all over her like a fucking fire hose.

  She’s laying spread wide, eyes locked on my hand as it moves up and down my shaft.

  “God.” She gasps. “It’s huge.”

  Cum is leaking out of the tip and I palm the head, spreading it down the shaft as I stroke the length, wondering if I’m ever going to let her leave my cabin.

  The wonder and lust in her eyes has me on the edge. I lower my hand and feel the weight of my balls, filled with the same hot stickiness that will soon fill her, raw and unprotected, until her belly is ripe with me.

  “You know what’s in these, don’t you?” I massage my balls as her eyes follow my movements.

  She swallows and nods. “Sperm.”

  “That’s right, Angel. And you know where it’s going?”

  “Inside me, Uncle Cain.” There’s a lilt of innocence in her voice that makes my balls jerk in my hand.

  “Good girl.” I answer, staring at her swollen pussy and shifting my grip to jerk myself a few times as she watches with wonder.

  “I like watching you do that.” Her lips crest in a smile and her honest words push me closer to madness.

  She’s sweet and pure and filthy. She’s every dream I’ve ever had come true. And she wants me.

  Me. The beast, the ugly backwoods ax wielding hermit that people in town skirt across the street to avoid.

  She reaches down between her legs and slides a finger down to her opening.

  “But I want you here…”

  There’s only so much a man can take. More cum drips from my cock and I feel the throbbing of my pulse in the length. It’s like my heart has taken over my entire body. Like it’s consumed me with lust and love, all entangled until I can no longer separate one feeling from the other.

  “It’s going to hurt, Angel.” I release my cock and crawl over her.

  My dick glances against her silky flesh before I feel her hand grip the girth, and I nearly cum right then.

  “I want it to hurt. I want to remember it was you that took me like this. The first time. I want to always know.”

  She guides the tip to her wet warmth and her breath is on my shoulder as I lower myself.

  I put my lips to her ear. “You know I love you, don’t you?”

  I press forward an inch, letting the tip press just inside her until I feel the resistance.

  The sound of her, gasping and wincing as I kiss her neck, drives the protector in me, and I whisper assurances into her ear.

  “Tell me you love me, Angel. I won’t do this unless you love me too.”

  She nods against me but it’s not enough. I need to see it in her eyes.

  I bring my head up and take her lips, kissing her long and hard until her body relaxes, my dick already leaking cum into her opening. It’s nearly impossible to hold back.

  When I pull back, her breath is fast and her hips begin to shift beneath us, rocking upward, trying to pull me inside.

  “Wait, Angel. I need you to tell me. Did you hear me? I fucking love you. I don’t know how, I’ve never loved anyone before, but I know this is love. I can’t stop thinking about you. I want everything with you in my life. And, fuck, it will kill me, but we will stop right now. I’ll never be able to let you go, but we don’t have to do this unless you can tell me…do you love me? I need to hear you say it.”

  My body is shaking as I hold myself away from the soaking opening that’s already squeezing at me.

  Her eyes flick around my face and she blinks a few times. I think I’m dying. Waiting for her.

  When she finally opens her mouth, I’m on my last heartbeat.

  “I love you. I love you, Uncle Cain. I want this. I want us. Please…”

  She rocks upward and it’s all I can take.

  I surge forward, giving her half my cock in one thrust
and she screams my name, her fingernails scoring the flesh on my shoulders as I roar to the world that she’s mine. Anyone, anything that tries to harm her, to take her from me, I will break them, I will destroy them.

  Her wet opening surrounds me and I freeze, letting her catch a breath. I want her to know every inch of me. Every ridge. So that her body understands who it belongs to now. She will welcome me back whenever I need her. And I need her.

  “I’m sorry it hurts.” I lock my jaw, using all my willpower to hold steady.

  I kiss down her cheek to her neck, licking and mouthing soothing words to her until I feel the death grip of her opening relax.

  “More.” She whispers, and I’m not sure how much more her tiny body can take but I draw back then move forward, over and over, giving her half of me. In and out until she’s making beautiful mewling noises and panting my name.

  She’s so tight I can feel my cum rising up, ready to spurt inside of her, but I want this feeling to go on and on.

  Her hands drop down my back, pulling me and tugging me deeper. It has to hurt, I know that. I can barely push any more of me inside her. But she’s begging with her body, so I comply.

  Thrusting forward, I feel her body tear and yield, her voice filled with pain and pleasure.

  I ease in and out until I can’t hold back anymore.

  As though she senses my release, she arches upward, hard nipples pressing into my chest as her lips settle against my ear.

  “I want to feel you cum inside me.”

  “You know I’m breeding you, Angel. Your Uncle is going to put a baby inside you. The whole world is going to know about us and I don’t give a shit. You’re mine and I want everyone to know it.”

  With that, I drive forward, hearing her scream as her body gushes. She locks down on my cock and I’m done.

  “Your pussy is trying to suck the cum out of me, isn’t it?” I grit out and feel her nod as she cries out, shaking and clinging to me like she’s drowning.

  I grip the bedding hard as the first jets of cum burst out of me. The first spurt enters her and she tumbles into another orgasm, calling my name as she presses her hips upward, taking me nearly to my root as I spray my seed into her womb.