"You're my wife, and I'm planning on taking you every day. Understood?"
"I understand," I tell him, panting in pleasure. "You can order me to do whatever you like."
I own the premier hunting and fishing lodge in Alaska. And I need a woman to help run it.
I don't want an employee; I need a woman who knows how to take orders in and out of the bedroom.
Delta's not what I expected. She wants an adventure, and may not be up for the challenge of running the lodge. But she's gonna need to learn if she wants to keep riding my cock.
I thought it sounded fun. Like a vacation. Not like a real, actual marriage. But that is exactly what this is. I'm here as Boone's mail-order bride and he means business.
I'd have left already because heaven knows I am a fish out of water here, but he tricked me.
He took me to bed minutes after I arrived, and now I know what I'd be walking away from if I left.
And while the job is huge, so is his entire package. But can insta-lust turn into insta-love? I guess I'm going to find out.
WARNING: Don't one-click if you're offended by a strong mountain man with an off-the-chart sex drive and an irresistible urge to take what is his.