Chapter 9

Nine

R emy pulled from Ethan's arms and walked beside him, her gaze glued to the damn ground. Her fingers worked the cloth of her scarf like a priest did his rosary.

His mind had locked in protective mode and he feared he might have scared her. Now that the poison had burned through his system, with the help of her quick thinking, his mind was finally clear again.

With the danger gone, the adrenaline still pumped through his veins and his leg hurt like a mother fucker, but he still had a ton of energy coursing through his body.

Step after step, as they made their way back to his brother's place a quarter of a mile beyond the ridge that separated their homes, the silence thickened in the dense fog.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" he asked quietly. His brothers walked ahead to give them privacy.

She wrapped her arms around herself, her small fingers digging into the flesh of her arms.

Her eyebrows furrowed, but she didn't answer. Could he blame her? What she witnessed had to be unnerving, to say the least. He tore a hand through his hair and slowed their pace with a gentle hand to her shoulder.

"I'm okay, Ethan. Let's just get back to town and figure all this out." From where he stood his chances didn't look so hot. He might have taken the long road around telling her he loved her and wanted her to stay, but he hadn't truly opened up to her in the way she wanted. Today she'd seen a side of him no one else had ever seen. He didn't regret protecting her, but what if she'd seen a part of him that scared her?

She looked after his brothers as they continued on, giving them space.

"We need to keep up. Damon said he'd give us a ride back to town after gathering our things from the cabin." Instead of pushing her glasses up her nose, which she'd lost at some point, she twisted the ends of her scarf around her fingers, let the material fall and then repeated the process.

He stilled her hands.

She looked down, unable to meet his gaze. Or unwilling? "I'm all right. We all are. You know I wouldn't let anything or anyone hurt you, right? Please talk to me." He'd get down on both knees and beg for one smile. Just one. He didn't care how weak it made him look.

"I know. Thank you, and I owe your brothers a big thanks too. Our cans were toast there for a while. Can we get going now?"

"Remy, look at me." He didn't want her thanks. As far as he was concerned his whole existence started and stopped with her. His life was hers.

Remy looked up at him. "You're fine now and your brothers have already disappeared over the hill. Let's not make them wait. Plus, we need to call the rangers and get them out here ASAP." She crossed her arms over her chest as if the topic was closed. He shoved down the frustration that wanted to become a belly-deep roar. The little minx.

"Fuck my brothers. I'll carry you on my back all the way to town if I have to. What I need to know is if we are all right? I'm not taking another step until you tell me one way or the other. Did I scare you off today?" He gathered her hands in his.

"Are you kidding?" Her eyes went wide as she took his face in her hands. "You Ethan Savage have done nothing wrong. I refuse to let you even think that for a minute."

"We live in a violent world up here, Remy. This isn't L.A. or some swanky town back east."

"Apparently you haven't been to Los Angeles lately. This place is tame in comparison, trust me. I rather be on this mountain on most days."

That made him laugh.

She turned to him and rested her face against his chest when he circled his arms around her. "We're okay, Ethan. I'm just trying to digest everything. It's all so much to take in. I can't imagine what your mom and dad will think after they hear of Brax's betrayal."

"From now on, anything you want to know about me, just ask. I'll always answer you honestly. Anything you want to know. No more distance between us."

She kept quiet for several moments, "Does that mean you're willing to give us a try?"

"No. There is no trying with us. I'm going to get you back to my brothers and once they're all gone I'm going to sink my cock so deep inside your sweet, addictive pussy and all it will take is one try to get my baby inside you."

She muffled her giggle against his chest. "A little direct."

He shrugged. "I said you would get nothing but honesty from me and that is exactly what I'm thinking about right now."

She pulled back and he looked down into her smiling face. "We've only known each other for three months. I can't believe we're already here. In the baby stages."

"People have fallen in love in less time, baby."

Back at his brother's cabin no sooner had he swung open the screen door to did his brothers have Remy pulled inside and sitting on a barstool between them.

Remy laughed and he took a moment to grab the fastest shower he'd ever taken in his life. Dressed in borrowed jeans and T-shirt he entered the kitchen to find all three of his brothers—Drake, Holden, and Damon—hanging on every word that left Remy's mouth as she went over the events of the last day and a half. She was now on the part about her herbal cure.

"After a couple of more cups full of this tea, everyone should be okay. I'm not going anywhere so if you have any questions, just reach out."

He decided if he didn't already love her, he'd be a goner right then and there.

"But stay out of the water until we can get it cleaned up. If you have any more friends or know anyone who comes out here to camp, please warn them off."

They circled around on all sides and he felt a pang of jealousy at how they had all her attention.

She toyed with the ends of the damn scarf that would survive the freaking apocalypse if there ever was one. The delicate tassels swayed in the soft currents of cool air from the vent above.

"I see you've worked your magic over my brothers. They look as smitten as I feel."

Ethan pushed off the door frame he'd been leaning against and made his way to Remy's side with a limp. His leg screamed like a bitch under his weight, but he'd had worse.

Remy placed her mug on the countertop. "I was just telling your brothers thank you for saving our asses back there."

Drake pulled her in for a quick hug. "It's what family does."

"Speaking of," Damon started. "How did it come to all this? The poisoning of the water and shooting you?"

"We're still trying to figure it all out, but I think it all boils down to a man not knowing where he belonged." He didn't like the sad tone to Remy's voice.

"Do you guys have a phone or a radio I can use? I need to call in the rangers." She rose from her stool.

"Uh, sure. This way." Holden guided Remy from the kitchen. The second they rounded the corner into the living room, he turned to his brothers. "You need to leave. Like now. As soon as she comes back, you need to be out the door."

Damon clasped his shoulder as Holden walked back in. "We were thinking the same thing."

He looked all three in the eye as he braced his hands on the kitchen counter. "Thank you all for being there today."

"We came up to get out of town for a couple of days. Glad we did," Holden said. "Heard the gunshots and from the echo that bounced around the valley, we knew no hunter would use such a small caliber." Holden grabbed the keys off the counter and started gathering his things. Drake and Damon doing the same. "Next best answer was you and Remy in trouble. Either way, we couldn't just not check it out."

He hugged each of them as they headed for the door.

"Make sure you don't let her slip away man. She makes you a better man," Drake whispered in his ear before pushing off and leaving him alone with Remy.

"Where did everybody go?" Remy stepped into the kitchen and looked around.

His hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her to him before she could protest. Not that she would once he had her naked and under him. "I think I need to show you how much I love you." He hunched forward and placed his shoulder at the crook of her waist. "And the only way I can do that is it seems is by showing you." He loved the little squeak of surprise as he lifted.

"Ethan Savage, you put me down right now."

"Hold on, baby."

He took the steps a little slower than usual, wound back through the wide hallway to where several bedrooms were situated facing the sunset. He shoved open the door and tossed her onto the bed among massive amounts of mismatched throw pillows. And the perfect headboard. He smiled.

There were no curtains to speak of so the large window opposite the bed let a flood of afternoon sunlight drench the room, especially the bed. He loved the way the sunlight kissed his woman's beautiful skin.

He shucked off his pants and shirt while earning him a narrow-eyed glare.

"What do you think you're doing?" She swung her feet over the side, but he pegged her with a daring look and she froze.

His cock twitched eagerly. "I told if you had a question to ask the proper way."

"Oh."

She didn't say a word after that. He inched closer to the bed until his thighs brushed the comforter. He reached forward and caught her foot when she moved to draw it back. Just looking at her gorgeous face had his cock thick and hard. A white pearl of cum already dripped from the crown.

Her eyes raked the length of his bare chest and the second she noticed it, her pink little tongue darted out, hungry for a taste.

He smiled.

He pulled on the heel of one shoe followed by the second and tossed them both into the corner. His gaze traveled up the length of her bare legs until they fell on the cut-off shorts. She pushed back to the headboard, fluffy pillows falling every which way. "What do you plan doing to me, mountain man?"

"Claiming you thoroughly, city girl."

He watched as her breathing hitched.

She reached for the hem of her shirt and tugged, tossing on in the floor.

He crawled onto the bed and palmed her right leg, working kisses and nips in intervals up the long supple length until he reached the fringed edges of her shorts.

"How do you plan on claiming me?"

He nibbled his way up her other leg, caressing the rough pads of his fingers over the tender flesh of her inner thigh. He dipped beneath the material of her shorts until he found the soft folds of her pussy under the silky band of her panties.

She trembled under his touch.

He could have lost her today. He wasn't going to make that mistake again.

"I love you." He didn't expect her to answer and he didn't give her time to either.

Parting her, he slipped a finger along her wet slit and growled long and deep as she moaned. He reached up and flicked the button of her shorts open. The hiss of the zipper loud to his ears.

He slipped his hands under her buttocks and pulled. Her shorts and panties joined the growing pile of clothes.

"Now for the good part."

Her lips parted. "Really? What's that?"

Grabbing an ankle, he yanked her across the bed. "Sit up."

She did. With a couple of flicks, he had her breasts free and taking an extended nipple in his mouth. God, how could he be so fucking hard just by tasting her sweet skin? So aroused just having her close?

Her beautiful peach-sized tits tasted ripe and perfect to him. He bent for another taste. Her moans fed into him, a pure white heat that his soul craved, had hungered for far too long.

He moved to her other nipple, the dusky tip begging for equal attention. She arched beneath his touch and anchored her hands around the wooden slats that made up the headboard.

Perfect.

Cool air brushed the length of his back but did nothing to calm the heat boiling inside his veins.

He trailed a single finger over the blackened swirls of vines and flower tattoo spread over her thigh, but instead of pulling away, he lingered his touch longer, feeding the need to memorize every part of her body all over again.

He reached over her head and wound the scarf around her hands and this time to the headboard.

"Ethan..."

He brushed away the question in her voice.

With a delicious pop he released her nipple to look her in the eyes. Thick emotions swirled in the sapphire depths, and he could tell she was at a loss for what she needed.

He had to show her.

"Remember what I promised? That I would tie you up until I had my fill?"

She nodded.

"Do you trust me?"

"Always."

"Good answer. Now lay back and just feel."

Using his right hand, he stroked the length of his cock. "Spread your legs."

When she did, he couldn't look away. "You have no idea how much I want you." He pushed her knees open. "I own his." He took his cock and dragged the crown, dripping with his pre-cum through her slit. "I own you . You're mine and I'm yours."

He buried his face in her pussy. Licking, biting, sucking his fill of all her sweetness.

"Ethan, God, fuck. Yes!" She screamed, her legs trembling around his head. Her heels dug into his back when he tongue fucked her tight, little hole.

She moaned and clasped her legs around him as she tried to pull on her restraints. Wood creaked but held.

Using his thumbs, he lightly stroked the lips of her bare pussy, teasing her nub without touching it. Each time he did, her back arched a little higher. He inhaled, filling his lungs with the scent of her arousal. Her juices wet his face and dripped down his chin, making him hungrier.

He moved his hands under her ass and lifted a little, making her spread her legs more for him. In this position, he had access to all of her.

Flicking his tongue over her nub, he stroked a finger through her wetness and trailed it back to her ass.

"Ethan," she gasped, making him smile with his mouth full of her perfect cunt.

"Shh," he cooed around her clit, still teasing her back entrance. "I told you I own everything and will claim every part of you."

He pushed to his knees and maneuvered her to where she had her legs spread over his thighs, open and ready to receive his pulsing shaft.

On his knees, he gathered the heavy weight of his cock and stroked the length as she watched. Hunger shined back at him and he couldn't wait.

He wrapped her legs around him and slowly, inch by achingly slow inch, he sank into her tight channel. The need to claim her, heart and soul, drove him, but this one time he needed to take it slow. They'd had sex plenty of times but this time was the one that counted more than any other.

"Yes! Just like that," she moaned for him and he could feel her body accept his big size like a glove.

He thrust in the remainder of the way and watched as her head fell back and her lips opened with a sigh.

Her channel tightened around his cock.

With her eyes wide open and her gaze locked on his, she dug her heels into his ass as she rose, impaling herself on his shaft. He threw back his head and roared until his soul felt cleansed of all the pain. Breathing heavy, he gathered her waist in his hands and pulled out, only to drive home.

Once.

Twice.

"Harder, take me harder, Ethan. I want to feel your power."

He did as she commanded and her supple body rocked beneath his with the power of his thrusts.

He slowed when her breathing grew heavy.

"Relax, sweetheart. I've got you," he crooned in a low voice to soothe her.

The planes of his stomach and the muscles of his back tensed in unison. Lust for his woman drove him forward. He didn't dare stop. Couldn't stop.

He rose above her and peered down to where their bodies connected. The fire returned to every cell in his body and he embraced it.

Ethan's hands sunk beneath Remy's ass, angling her just right so she can take more of him.

His fingers dug into her skin as he watched her reach for her clit and swirl a finger around her nub.

"Pet yourself, baby," he rasped, slamming into her hard and slow before picking up speed.

The walls of her exquisite pussy tightened around his cock the faster he pumped into her. He could feel her getting close to her orgasm.

"You're going to make me come."

"I know, but you're not coming yet." Her channel rippled around him taking him dangerously close to the end right along with her. With a quick tug, he slipped the knot free from her wrists.

With a hand to her back, he pulled her up until he had her in his arms. Leaned back onto his heels, she locked her legs around him.

She buried her hands in his hair.

"I want to feel the perfect little pussy tighten around me and milk every last drop from my cock," he growled into her shoulder.

He looked on as she squeezed her eyes shut and let her head fall back as she let out a long moan. "That's so fucking hot. Fuck me harder, Ethan."

The fiery heat of his own orgasm gripped him hard, and he rocked into her once more. Her channel clenched around him like a tight fist and milked him.

"Come with me, baby." His orgasm triggered hers. She cried out in ecstasy, her nails biting into his back as he slammed into her hard enough to make her cry out.

He fucked his cock into her, stroking them both into a longer, drawn-out orgasm. Hot ropes of his come splashed deep inside her pussy and everything in his world clicked into place.

"Do you feel all my come deep inside you, baby?"

She nodded, slowly opening her eyes to look at him.

"Will you be my wife? Marry me so I can fuck you for a lifetime. I know I'll never get enough of that tender pussy around my dick or on my tongue as long as I live. Let me love every part of you and give you everything you could ever want in this life."

For a minute she said nothing, just stared back looking at him like he was the key to all the answers she ever searched for. At least that's what he hoped her wide-eyed expression meant.

"Only if you marry me so I can do that same for you. Fuck you the second you walk in from work, love you when you need me close and always be your partner."

"That sounds like a deal."

He eased back, laying her out beneath him on the bed. The second he pulled free from her he took her hand and pressed it to her center. "I meant it. Don't let a drop of my come out." Leaning over her, he licked one hard, greedy nipple and then the other. Her tiny whimper made his cock twitch.

"Mmm, yes, so fucking hot," she moaned and started petting her clit, coating it with his hot come.

He claimed her mouth in a tender kiss as she played with herself.

"You're beautiful covered in my milk."

"Can we go home now? I want to make love in our own bed."

"We'll have to wait for the guys to get back. Remember, no plane or car. But I think I can keep you entertained until then."

"Yes, husband. I think you can too." She took his hand and guided it between her legs. "I want to feel you inside me again." She rose above him as she rolled him onto his back. Straddling him, she leaned over, her beautiful breasts within reach of his hungry mouth.

"I can't stop falling in love with you every minute you look at me like I'm your angel."

"That's because you were sent from heaven just for me."

"I want you to fill me with all of you again, Ethan." She reached between them and took his already hard cock in her hand. With her thighs already sticky from their shared releases, his hungry bride-to-be wanted more. He could do that all day long.

"I want you to make me yours, mountain man," she teased raking her nails over the flat disks of his nipples.

He flexed causing the head of his shaft to nudge against her hot little clit before she sank down on his shaft and took every inch of him inside her.

"Oh, fuck ," he groaned and right then he knew he was lost.

"We're not stopping at one. You want that?" he asked. "Full with my baby all the time?"

"God yes. I want a big family. I want you and that means having a little one inside me. I can't think of anything that would make me happier, Ethan. Nothing in this world."

She rode him hard until he felt the clench of her pussy tighten around him, drawing his balls up tight. His fingers buried into the tender flesh of her hips and he rose up thrusting into her deeper. "You want my come, baby?"

"Yes! Fill me with all of you!" she screamed, and her words were all he needed for his climax to explode through him. His whole body tensed as he drove in, releasing his hot come into her for a second time. She cried out just as his orgasm hit and they both rode the same wave.

Panting, she fell to his chest. He rolled her over and pulled her to him, wrapping her leg over his hip. His orgasm had been so intense he'd nearly seen stars. "God, I don't know how I got so lucky to have you," he purred against her lips.

"That makes two of us. Let me catch my breath and we can make sure we leave this place as expecting parents."

He loved the wicked grin on her lips. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. "I like that plan."

Three months had led to the most intense three days of his life. He could barely believe his luck. He needed to touch her. Hold her close to make his eyes and heart believe what his brain tried to tell him and his dick already knew. She was real. And all his. Nothing would ever take them away from each other. He'd almost lost her but now she was his. He'd finally claimed his mountain bride.

T hank you for reading Claimed by Her Mountain Man! Read on for Sharing Their Mountain Bride, book three of the Her Savage Mountain Men. You know this is going to be a dirty read dripping with sweetness and enough naughty to make you blush… hard!