My Mate Cut My Brand Off, So the Outcast Wolf Claimed Me novel · Chapter 5 of 24

Chapter 5: The Hayloft

The board truck turned around at the cattle guard without coming up the road, and Rod went out to the barn to throw hay.

I followed him up the loft ladder an hour later with my sleeves down and my hands shaking.

I didn't say a word about the truck.

The loft was warm and dim, with light coming in strips through the boards.

It smelled of timothy and dust.

He was standing in the middle of the floor with a hay hook in his hand.

He turned when he heard me on the ladder.

"Marit."

"Put that down."

He set the hook on a bale.

I crossed the boards, took his face in both hands and kissed him, hard, with the whole weight of my body.

He kissed me back hungrily, and his hands closed on my waist and lifted me against him.

I wrapped one leg around his hip.

Hay prickled the back of my neck.

"They'll be back," he said against my mouth.

"Then we've got until they are."

I pushed him down to sit on a stacked bale.

He went, wary, with his hands still on my hips, and I stood between his knees and pulled my shirt off over my head.

His eyes went to my breasts and stayed.

"I want to do something," I said.

"Tell me."

"I want to taste you."

He made a noise I'd never heard from a man.

I knelt on the boards in front of him and undid his belt with fingers that were not steady.

He lifted his hips so I could drag his jeans down, and his cock sprang free, thick and already wet at the tip.

I put my hand around it.

"You said it's been a while," I said, looking up at him.

"Marit-"

"So I'll go slow."

I licked the head, a long slow swipe with my tongue flat, and tasted salt.

His whole body jerked.

His hand came down into my hair and tightened and let go and tightened again.

"Sorry," he gasped. "Sorry."

"Don't be. Hold on."

He held on.

I took him into my mouth an inch at a time, sucking, and he swore in a low continuous voice that went right through me.

I had never done this for anyone I wanted to do it for.

It turned out to be a different thing entirely.

I wanted all of it, the heavy weight on my tongue and the way his thighs shook against my shoulders.

I wanted the sound he made every time I hollowed my cheeks.

I took him as far as I could, and my eyes watered, and I did not stop.

"God," he said. "God, your mouth. Marit, you have to stop, I'm going to-"

I pulled off with a wet sound and looked up at him.

"Not yet?"

"Not yet," he said.

"Then pick me up."

He did.

He stood and lifted me, and set me down on my feet.

He turned me around so my hands landed on the rungs of the loft ladder where it came up through the floor.

I gripped the wood.

He pushed my jeans down my hips and off, and I stepped out of them.

The air of the loft was cool on my skin.

He ran his hand down my spine and over my ass and between my legs.

"You're soaked," he said.

"From sucking you," I said.

"Jesus," he said.

"Rod. Get inside me."

He put his hand flat between my shoulder blades and pressed down until I bent forward over the ladder.

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