Property of the Mountain Man (Montana Mountain Men, #1)

by Gemma Weir

“Am I serious about you staying away from douchebags like that guy who was asking you to go back to his hotel and ride his dick? Hell fucking yes I’m serious,” Beau hisses angrily.

I’m the oldest at forty-three, Bay’s next at thirty-nine, Cody’s thirty-seven, Granger two years younger than him, Huck at thirty-four, Penn thirty-two, and Teddy the baby at thirty.

“She can do whatever the fuck she wants, she can kiss, fuck, suck whoever she wants. She’s legal, single, and beautiful, what’s to stop her?” Bay says. “No, she fucking can’t because she’s mine,” I roar.

For a year I’ve stalked her every morning, I’ve sat in that fucking coffee shop while she quietly worked, then gone back again to check if she was there every night, just to protect the woman that apparently I’ve decided is my property. Bonnie is mine. A sense of overwhelming rightness settles inside my chest, that’s immediately followed by a growing sense of anger. Today, my woman was flirting with another guy. He touched her and asked her for her number, he asked her out.

“I’m not gonna apologize for looking out for you, Bonnie, so you can get that idea out of your beautiful fucking head,” he growls, not stopping moving forward until my back is pressed against the counter and his chest is almost pressed against mine. “I didn’t know why I felt so compelled to make sure you were safe until yesterday, when I figured it out pretty damn quick. I’ve been waiting for you; I just didn’t realize it. You’re right, you’re an adult and you’re capable of looking after yourself, but I protect the things that belong to me,” he says, his voice a low, sexy murmur as he bends down and locks eyes with me. “What?” I ask breathily, his words not making any sense. “I want you, baby girl,” he rasps.

I part my lips to speak, just as a furious looking Beau barrels through the door of the store. His eyes quickly move from me to Dan and back to me. Without breaking stride, he marches straight behind the counter, lifts me off my feet, and carries me into the kitchen, slamming the door closed behind us. “Wha—” I start to say, but before I can form the word, Beau’s lips are on mine, his tongue forcing his way into my mouth as he kisses me.

“Obviously this morning I didn’t make myself clear. I want you, Bonnie, and from the way you’re grinding your little wet pussy against me, I know you want me too. I don’t share, baby girl. I’m a possessive, unreasonable, jealous mother fucker, and the moment you kissed me back you became mine.”

“You’re mine now,” he purrs, pressing a kiss to the side of my neck. “Mine to kiss.” his teeth find the sensitive hollow where my neck meets my shoulder and sink down into the flesh. “Mine to touch,” he coos, pressing a soft kiss to the spot he just bit. “Mine to own.” Lifting his face, he presses his lips to mine again, kissing me hard and fast, before pulling back and looking at me with a smoldering intensity that makes heat gush between my legs where his groin is pressed hard against mine.

“What the hell was that?” I demand. “Oh, you’re gonna get it,” Bay crows, shaking his head. “Beau is gonna lose his mind if you go on a date with that dude.”

I’m barreling towards happily ever after with this woman, and I can’t even call her to tell her.

“What are your intentions towards my daughter?” he asks. “I plan to marry her,” I tell him honestly. His mouth falls open and he stares at me, obviously shocked, then he starts to laugh. “Well good luck with that,” he chuckles, opening the door to the house and stepping back inside.

“Daddy, I can’t believe you’re just sitting there laughing while he manhandles me,”

that’s only after my daddy shoots your dick off and my brother makes you eat it.”

“I am not yours, Beau, I’m not your baby girl, or your honey or whatever. I’m the girl that serves your coffee, that’s all.”

“So that big guy at the coffee shop?” Dan asks. “What about him?” I ask dismissively. “You sure he’s not your boyfriend?” “No, he’s not, but what makes you ask that?” I ask carefully. “Well because he just barged into the restaurant, he’s coming this way and he looks seriously pissed.”

“I told you that I’m a possessive, unreasonable, jealous mother fucker. So I suggest you say goodbye to Dan, tell him you’re not even slightly fucking interested in him, and walk out of here with me.”

“The fact that I’ll bet your pussy is wet and dripping for me right now, that’s what gives me the right.” His fingers collar my neck, firmly enough that I can feel his possession, but not hard enough that he’s restricted my breathing. “The fact that you’ve been grinding up on my dick and that you didn’t even notice that your date left a few minutes ago. That’s what gives me the mother fucking right. You. Are. Mine.”

“Bonnie, just shut the hell up. I swear, woman, you were put on this earth to drive me fucking crazy. We’re leaving your car here and you’re coming with me. You can kick and hiss and scream like an angry kitten all you fucking want, but the end result won’t change. And don’t think kicking me in the balls will give you the chance to run away this time, you played your hand too early and I’ll be looking out for those tiny lethal feet of yours.”

“I want you, baby girl, in my bed, in my life. I want you and I know you want me too. I can see it when you look at me, I can taste it on your lips when you kiss me back like I’m your man, and I can smell it on your sweet, wet pussy when you’re turned on. We’re inevitable, Bonnie, we have been since the first time I drove past you, all alone and unprotected in the shop. I claimed you that day and you’ve been mine ever since.”

“Maybe if you didn’t want me just as much that would be true, but this thing that’s happening between us, neither of us get a choice in that. It’s fate or destiny or fucking kismet, I don’t know. But whatever it is, it’s real and raw and happening. We should have talked about this last night and I wish we had more time now, but I promised I’d get you to work,”

“Feel that? My dick is so hard, so fucking desperate to get into your cunt I’m losing my god damn mind, so just do as you’re told and grab your shit,”

I know she’s it for me, so what are we waiting for. I want her in my life, in my bed. I want to marry her and breed her, I want her belly swollen with my kid, and I want to take care of her for the rest of our lives.

“You have no idea how much I want your hands on me. But if you touch me right now, I’m not going to be able to stop myself from fucking you and I can’t, so next time, next time you can touch as much as you want, but for today I just can’t,”

“There is no fucking way I’m letting anyone but me see you in those shorts, you can almost see your pussy they’re so small,” I shout.

“Bonnie if anyone sees you like that, I’ll lose my fucking mind. I’ll kill someone when I cut down the wrong fucking tree because I’m so distracted thinking about assholes staring at your ass all day. Call in sick, I don’t normally work on a Sunday anyway, we can take the day off and spend it naked in bed,” I coax.

“Do you want to be the reason someone dies today?” I growl. “No,” she giggles. “Then you need to change.”

“Go change quickly and burn those fucking shorts, if I ever see you wearing them anywhere except our bedroom, I’ll spank your ass, and not the sexy fun kind of spanking, the kind that hurts,”

don’t give a fuck who hears you snagged moby dick, this is epic. Did you take a picture? Can you take a picture? I need to see it. Maybe you could get him to do one of those plaster molding things for his dick, then you can get a dildo made that’s exactly the same,”

“Because I’m your man. I drove you to work, I come get you from work. I can look after my fucking woman,”

“No. I’m mad because I didn’t know where you were, I’m mad because you haven’t replied to my texts or answered my calls all afternoon, and I’m crazy mad that you called your daddy instead of me.”

“Baby girl, you’re starting to piss me off. I don’t give a fuck if it’s been a day, a year or a fucking lifetime. You’re my business, everything you do, say, feel, that’s my fucking business, and by saying that it’s not; you’re fucking cheapening what’s happening between us.

“Well now you have me and I want to be the person you go to, the one you call when you need something. I won’t sit and watch from the outskirts of your life; I need to be your world.”

“Wrong again, baby girl, you’re mine and I can do whatever I want. If you’ll just let me, I’ll make sure every moment between us is filled with so much unadulterated pleasure, you won’t want even an inch of space or a moment of time. You belong to me, Bonnie, and I take care of my property, sometimes that’ll mean me making you come until you beg me to stop, other times that’ll mean protecting you, because you’re too fucking important to risk,”

“Stay home with me on your days off and I’ll fuck you however you want. Slow and deep or fast and carnal. I’ll use your mouth, your hand, your tits, your pussy and your ass, there won’t be an inch of you that I haven’t touched, kissed, or fucked. By the time the sun rises you’ll have come so many times you’ll be begging me to stop.”

You’re the first exception to that rule because you couldn’t be any further from a hook up. You’re forever, baby girl, you’re permanent.”

“I’m forty-three years old, I’d given up on finding something like they had, until I saw you all alone in that coffee shop. You were so beautiful, but so young. Too young. I’ve fucked other women, Bonnie, but you are the only woman I have ever seen myself falling in love with. You are the only woman I have ever wanted forever with. The others got sex, an hour of meaninglessness, but I want to give you everything,” I confess, my voice ragged.

“I didn’t buy a fucking car for the woman I’ve been dating for a week; I bought a car for the woman who my entire world revolves around. I bought a car to protect the person who is everything to me. I bought a car for the woman I’m planning forever with. Your car was old and dangerous, I did what I had to do so that you can get to work safely and so I haven’t got to spend all day worried that you’re stranded or hurt. Now stop being a pain in the ass and just say thank you,” I snap.