Bear The Burn (Firebear Brides 1)
wetter. She was drowning in her juices and as her excitement grew, so did the pressure of her lips around Royce’s cock. Losing herself, building up to her orgasm, she yelped as Royce tore her out of the moment.
    Growling, he flipped her body over on the couch, having her grip the backrest. He tore down the straps of her shirt and kneaded one of her breasts with his rough fingers, while pulling up her skirt and pressing the head of his cock to her opening. She looked over her shoulder, gasping, finding Royce’s mouth right there and kissing it firmly. Like every time he touched her, he could send her to heights unknown with only a few simple brushes of his fingers.
    “I want you so bad,” she moaned, and he happily complied with her desire.
    Thrusting into her, Royce sent Tiana wailing for more. She bucked against him, kissing him again and again while the tension within her built. Small muscles clenched around Royce’s erection, milking it, begging it for more as he stroked into her, changing from faster to slower, harder to softer. She was wound up tight; the way he toyed with her almost excruciating.
    “Beg for it,” Royce hissed in her ear, and she knew it was as much for his sake as it was for her.
    “Please, Royce,” she said breathily, feeling every one of those words as his deep thrusts sped up again. “Fuck me! Make me cum, please!”
    Growling, Royce laid into her, holding her by the hips now as he worked himself in and out of her, bottoming out every damn time. It was so good and after a few more plunging motions, she couldn’t hold on anymore. Tiana’s vision blacked and then sparked to life in brilliant colors as she hung on to the backrest, bucking and squealing as her orgasm hit.
    Milking and wringing it all out of him, she tore at Royce along with her release and soon, she felt the satisfying, delicious feeling of his cum filling her up. Tiana relaxed, letting her body slump on her elbows as Royce rested his forehead on her shoulder, damp with sweat. His breath was hot on her back.
    “The things you do to me, Tiana,” he murmured with a chuckle, easing himself out of her.
    Tiana curled up next to him as Royce sat down on the couch, his hand around her protectively. The big house towered around them, needing work, love, and attention, and none of it would be easy. There was a lot to overcome to make Royce’s dream of owning his family home come true, and plenty of it wasn’t something they could control. But Tiana knew that she wanted to be a part of it. It all just felt right. She needed to be with this man and to make her life with him. It was the only path to happiness she wanted to take.
    “I love you,” she said, looking up into his slate gray eyes.
    She saw a flash of dark brown there, and a grumble of approval in his chest. Royce smiled, squeezing her tightly.
    “I love you too, Tiana.”
    There was no hesitation left. She was done running. This was where she was going to stay, right by his side, no matter what happened. Good or bad, easy or hard, she’d be with him. And he with her. It was the best fairytale she could imagine.
 

EPILOGUE
    Royce
     
    “Hell, Royce, am I supposed to do this on my own?” Redmond grumbled, gritting his teeth as they heaved up a heavy crossbeam.
    Royce snapped back to reality, clearing his head of the particularly delicious mental image of Tiana spread out on their shared bed, purring with happiness after their morning romp. He grabbed hold of the crossbeam and nudged it into place, wavering precariously for a moment before they secured it as one of the new supports for the second story hay storage.
    The barn was almost completely done and Royce was thankful for it. He hadn’t managed to really sit down and have a longer talk with the rest of his brothers, but he’d told Redmond about the requirements set before them and at least he seemed to understand and support Royce’s desire to keep the homestead.
    It helped that Tiana was spoiling Redmond

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