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My Girl
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To April for your constant love of Taboo.
To Kayla for your constant support.
To Jennifer for being an amazing friend.

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 Contents

Acknowledgement
Content Warning
PLAYLIST
1. DEVYN
2. TRAVIS
3. DEVYN
4. TRAVIS
5. DEVYN
6. TRAVIS
7. DEVYN
8. DEVYN
9. DEVYN
10. TRAVIS
11. Epilogue | Devyn
12. Stalk Me!
13. Pre-Order Feral

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 Acknowledgement

Seven books. Wow. Seven books later and here we are. I want to thank
myself first of all for getting here to the finish line and actually fucking
making it. If there’s anyone that’s hardest on me about my work, it is me. I
am constantly fighting demons, constantly pushing myself to do better and I
may not be perfect yet or anywhere close to perfection but I know that
writing is a process and this is my process. Camille, we don’t talk every
day, but when we do, I love and appreciate our conversations. I thank you
for being a good friend and for always supporting me. I know that I will do
the same when you go on your journey.
I want to thank three hype girls that have entered my little journey and
have made it so much more special. Jennifer DeSantis, thank you for
making Tiktoks for me even though you don’t have to. Thank you for
reading my work and being a good friend, you are amazing!
Thank you to April Alaine Campbell for devouring everything I’ve
written—I think almost everything? You promote me every day and are
always on the front line for authors. Thank you for your endless support and
friendship. Thank you to Kayla Hubbard for hyping up my books and
hyping me up about my own work. Thank you for being my friend and for
being my little gossip partner. My day isn’t complete without our daily
texts.
I would also like to thank all the other readers who have decided to pick
up my work and read it. Every rating, every review, every message and
every tag means so much to me. It brings me great pleasure that you enjoy
my work, my art. Not everyone will like it, but you do and that is all that
matters to me.

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 Content Warning

Age-gap
Incest (Uncle+Niece)
Somnophilia
Graphic Sex Scenes
Death On Page
Breeding With The Intent of Impregnating

Note:
There will be a HEA

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 PLAYLIST

“Leave My Body” | Florence+The Machine

“Gods & Monsters” | Lana Del Ray
“Strangelove” | Black Math
“Body Electric” | Lana Del Ray
“Fucked My Way To The Top” | Lana Del Ray
“No Light, No Light” | Florence+The Machine
“Addicted To Love” | Florence+The Machine
“Saviour Complex” | Phoebe Bridgers
“State Of Seduction” | Digital Daggers
“Arsonist’s Lullaby” | Hozier
“Razors Edge” | Digital Daggers
“Various Storms & Saints” | Florence+The Machine
“In Flames” | Digital Daggers
“Watercolour Eyes” | Lana Del Ray
“Dead In The Water” | Ellie Goulding

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 1

DEVYN

Death . It’s a numbing experience and I realise this as I stand over my dad’s
grave, a single white rose in my tight grip. Warm tears rush down my
cheeks as I let the rose fall onto the wooden casket and then I take in a deep
breath and move away from the grave.
Not a lot of people showed up to the funeral because it’s just always
been me and Dad these past eighteen years. My mother never wanted to be
a part of the picture, so she left when I was a few months old.
But it never bothered me. Not until now, when I realise that I have
nothing left. No one to come home to.
Two people that Dad worked with while he was a truck driver, came
forward to talk about how wonderful he was as a person and that the
accident was unfortunate.
It was unfortunate . Winter had suddenly rolled into Montana with a
snowstorm. Dad was on a delivery trip when he lost control of his truck and
couldn’t see anything as he went over the side of a mountain. It took them
five days to recover his mangled body from the fall. That was after they’d
spent three weeks searching for him.
I still remember his broken body in the morgue. Even after they had
cleaned him up and tried to put him altogether for the funeral, I still could
see the bruising, the broken bone structures, and his unnaturally pale skin. I
feel the tears sting again, but I try as hard as possible to hold them back.
Glancing up, I see a man step forward as if he too wants to give a little
speech. He appears oddly familiar, but I have no recollection of ever
meeting him before.
He’s tall, really tall, at least from where I stand he appears to be tall. His
dark hair is cut short in a buzz-cut style and it adds to his dangerous
demeanour. There’s something dark about him and I can’t tell what.
I know most people in my dad’s life because there was hardly ever
anyone, but I just can’t seem to place this man.
He lifts his head and his eyes immediately land on mine. A gasp is stuck
at the back of my throat as I stare into his eyes. I can’t make out their colour
from all the way here, but they’re a strange colour. Almost murky.
 He takes a step back and turns towards the pastor, before talking to him.
The pastor nods and says something back to him before tapping his
shoulder as if to give his condolences. And I know this because the pastor
did the very same thing with me half an hour ago.
Now I’m really curious.
As the funeral comes to an end, everyone comes around once more to
give me their condolences. I am not sure what my face looks like right now,
but I feel all stiff inside and all I really want to do is get the fuck away from
here and be somewhere else.
My nerves start to spike as I realise that the man I was watching a few
moments ago is also heading in my direction.
A lady that I don’t know takes my hands into hers and then smiles sadly.
“I’m so sorry for your loss, dear.”
I manage a small smile and a quick nod before pulling my hands away
from her. And then it’s his turn. I don’t even know why I’m so suddenly
intrigued by this man and his presence, but I am.
I expect him to shake my hand, pat my shoulder or say something about
my dad or how deeply sorry he is. But he doesn’t do any of that as he comes
closer, his tall frame blocking everything else out of my view.
I draw my eyes up to his and now that he’s a few inches away from me,
I can see his true eye colour. They’re greyish-blue, not quite blue, nor grey,
which gave them their unique murky colour. Almost like mine. I’ve had
weird eyes all my life and Dad always said it was part of the family. I’ve
never seen anyone else with eyes so unsettling as mine before.
There’s something similar about him even though I’m certain I’ve never
met him before.
 He has a beard, but it’s not thick and just adds to his rugged features. A
deep scar runs just under his left eyebrow. I wonder how he got it.
He wears a pair of dark jeans, steel-cap boots, a black t-shirt that hugs
his muscled chest well and a grey and black flannel shirt over those broad
shoulders.
“Devyn.” His voice is dark and rough, but also warm at the same time
and I’m drawn in by it.
But wait a second, he said my name. He knows my name. He didn’t ask
me, he already knew it.
Before I can respond, he comes forward, closing the space between us
and then wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his warm body. His
warm scent invades my senses and I’m hit all at once with fire, woods and
cinnamon and something else altogether uniquely his.
I can feel him trembling slightly against me, but I don’t pull back. It’s
almost comforting. It’s the most comforting thing I’ve felt since my dad’s
death. I press my hands against his chest and feel the unsteady rhythm of
his heartbeat. It’s racing.
He suddenly lets go of me and takes a few steps backwards, putting
some space between us.
“Who are you?” I ask, dropping my arms to my sides.
“Travis. I’m your dad’s brother.”
“What?” I’m pretty sure the expression on my face is one of confusion.
“I’ve…we’ve never—”
I shake my head, unable to grasp this piece of information. Travis slips
his hands into his jeans pockets and stares down at the ground.
“You know me?” My throat is dry and the cold stings my face as we
stand there.
 Travis is silent for a minute and then I almost think he won’t reply, but
he nods. “When you were a little girl. I used to take you camping all the
time.”
Something warm fills my chest, but then I’m overcome with the feeling
of irritation. We were on our own for years and only now that my dad, his
brother, is dead, does he show up?
“Why are you here?” My voice is icy.
Travis must sense this because he lifts his eyes to mine. “Your dad left
you in my care. I got some forms a week ago. I’m your primary caregiver.”
His words hang in the air between us. The weight of what he just said
takes a few moments to sink in.
The back of my eyes burn with tears. “My dad never said anything
about you all these years.”
Travis’ features darken. “Yeah, that’s your dad. Not the type to bring up
the past.”
“Thanks for showing up,” I say a little more icily than I intend to. “But I
think I can manage on my own.”
I move to walk past him, but Travis reaches out and grabs my hand. His
long calloused fingers curl around my wrist. I pull my hand away but his
grip is tight.
“You’re seventeen. I don’t think you have a choice here, Devyn.”
“I’m eighteen in a few weeks,” I spit out. “I don’t need a stranger,
especially you coming in now.”
“Well, until you’re eighteen you’re under my care.” Travis lets go of my
hand, causing me to stumble backwards suddenly.
I watch as he walks away from me and heads towards a grey Ford
Raptor. The weak winter sun settles in the mountains and I feel the cold
start to settle in my bones. Everyone has already left.
The truck roars to life. I glance down at my dad’s grave one last time
and bend down, pressing my fingers against the cold mud. It’ll probably
freeze overnight. Tears fall from my eyes and onto the dirt, a tiny gasp
escaping my lips.
And then I stand up and make my way towards the truck.

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TRAVIS

She’s sitting quietly beside me, running her fingers up and down her slender
wrists. Devyn . After Alec and I stopped talking all those years ago, I
stopped my little camping trips with Dev too and I missed her a lot. Seeing
her get mad at me now hurt me a little, but it also made me want to laugh
because it reminded me of when she was a little girl and she’d get mad
when I didn’t allow her to help me with making the s’mores. We used to go
camping almost every weekend.
 Spending time with her helped me a lot when I used to return home
after a few months. Her innocence in the horrible world around her used to
calm me down. Being on active duty took a toll on my mental health and I
lost a lot of myself during those years. Mandy couldn’t take it either so she
left. My brother left. Everyone eventually leaves. Story of my life. I’m just
a lonely guy.
I can see her shivering beside me through my peripheral vision, so I
reach out and turn the heater on.
She shifts beside me, before lifting her legs and bringing them up to
meet her chest. As I drive us up the black, winding icy roads, I catch
glimpses of her here and there.
She has our family’s strange grey-blue eyes, but that’s about it. I never
knew her mother, Marissa. She was a cokehead that used my brother and
left him with a baby who was only a few months old.
The thing that fucking annoyed me the most was how she left before she
even got to know Devyn.
I’m guessing Devyn’s got her mother’s dark, dirty blonde hair and small
frame. Her cute button nose is the same as it was all those years ago. All
that’s different now is the silver nose ring on her right nostril and the
various silver rings she wears on her pale fingers. And she doesn’t talk
much. Which is going to suit me just fine.
“I don’t have any of my stuff and I haven’t packed away much of my
dad’s things,” she says quietly beside me.
“We can do that tomorrow or the day after. I’m busy.”
I feel her eyes on me, but I don’t say anything else or even glance in her
direction again until we’re back at my cabin.
 It’s only a pain in the ass sometimes to live so isolatedly and that pain in
the ass being that I hate going into town every week or so. It was just me
before and now that I have Devyn, that means I might be going into town
more often than I like to.
I couldn’t abandon her when I’m all the family she has left. Alec
wouldn’t have wanted that. So even though I love my isolation and prefer to
be alone, I had to sign those damn forms.
She could have been right and could have meant what she said about
being able to manage on her own, but that wasn’t the kind of man I was
raised to be. If I had a responsibility, I’d take care of it. And I never
abandoned my family. So whether Devyn likes it or not, she’s going to be
stuck with me for a while.
The headlights light up the dark road ahead and I see my yellow porch
light come into view.
I kill the Raptor’s engine once I’m in the drive and then we’re both
sitting there in the darkness and awkward silence.
Reaching into the back seat, I pull out my rifle and from the faint light
casting in from the porch, I can see the horror wash over Devyn’s face when
I glance up at her.
I swear she almost recoils in her seat.
“Don’t worry,” I tell her softly and then I reach out to touch her cheek.
Her skin is soft and cold beneath my touch.
“I only keep this with me because of the bears and you can never be too
safe out here. But you’re safe with me, Devyn.”
Her features soften and she nods. “Okay.”
“Remember when we used to go hunting all the time? I’d always keep
my rifle close by. Some people hunt animals and others hunt people. This is
just a precaution. Stay close to me when we get out.”
Devyn nods again and we then both get out of the truck together. I feel
Devyn’s small body press into my side immediately as we move towards
the front wooden deck.
I’ve spent fifteen years in these Montana mountains and during those
years I’ve found my share of intruders. It never hurts to be safe.
I move my left hand down until I’m clutching Devyn’s cold fingers and
we move up the wooden stairs that are covered with fresh snow.
My eyes scan the deck and nothing seems to be out of place. I leave
Devyn’s hand and reach into my pocket for the front door keys.
Shoving the key into the hole, I unlock the door and get inside first,
flipping on the light switch near the door. I can hear Devyn behind me as I
move through the cabin and switch the rest of the lights on.
I check the kitchen and living room, before moving upstairs where
there’s only my room, the guest room and a bathroom.
When I check all of the rooms thoroughly and find them empty, I head
back downstairs to find Devyn standing near the door where I left her.
“It’s all clear,” I tell her.
She relaxes a little, her grey-blue eyes moving away from mine to study
her surroundings.
She moves past me and I watch her every move. She stops in front of
the back of the couch and runs her hand along the dark leather surface.
And then she heads up the stairs and I follow closely behind her.
“That’s your room.” I point to the one across from mine. I knew she was
coming over, so I spent the week transforming the room into something
liveable for her.
 Devyn pushes the dark oak door open and steps inside. I managed to get
a queen-sized bed for her from town and I even prepared it with clean white
sheets and a matching comforter. I found the thin, lacey lilac curtains while
bed hunting and put those up too.
It isn’t all that bad. I glance over at Devyn and watch as a small smile
tugs at her pink lips.
“It isn’t much,” I say as I lean against the doorframe. “But when we get
the rest of your things in here, I’m sure it’ll look better.”
“Thank you,” she whispers and then reaches up to rub the back of her
neck.
The first two buttons of her black dress pop open with the movement of
her arm and immediately my eyes fall to her chest.
I can see the black lacey detail of her bra and my cock twitches in my
jeans.
I take a step back and quickly drag my eyes back up to hers. What the
fuck is wrong with me?
“It’s been a long day,” Devyn says, completely oblivious to what just
happened.
I’m pretty sure she’d be horrified if she knew my cock just reacted to
her when I caught sight of her bra.
I swallow hard and turn away from Devyn. I need to clear my head. “I’ll
be downstairs.”
Before she can say anything else, I quickly get back down and turn the
TV on, watching an old rerun of an Investigation Discovery show.

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DEVYN

The hot water feels so good as it cascades over my naked body. I tilt my
head backwards and relish the warmth. It numbs my thoughts from the day
and I take a deep breath, letting go of my sorrows.
Losing my dad is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to experience and I
hate the empty feeling it fills you with. My eyes sting and the insides of my
nostrils sting as I think of him lying all alone in the ground. I want to cry,
but I think I just don’t have any more tears left for today.
Either that or I’m just extremely exhausted from the day I just had.
Shutting off the jets, I step out of the shower and glance around for a towel
and then it hits me that I don’t have a fucking towel.
Or any of my clothes for that matter. I don’t want to wear my funeral
clothes again tonight. Grabbing my dress off a hook from the wall, I tiptoe
across the bathroom and pull it open a little, before pulling my dress against
my wet, naked body. I don’t want to make this any more awkward than it
already is, but I guess I have to now.
What the fuck do I even call him? Travis? Uncle? Or both?
I settle on the first option and clear my throat. It sounds less weird to
me.
“Travis!” I say out loud.
I can hear voices from downstairs and then music. That’s probably the
TV. I wait for a second or two before calling him again. Nothing .
Maybe he’s already sleeping? Hopefully.
I pray to God that he is sleeping as I step out of the bathroom and close
the door behind me.
Moving quickly, I half walk, half jog towards my new bedroom.
“Devyn, were you—”
My fingers rest on the cool knob and I wince at the sound of his voice.
Oh. My. Fuck.
This is not happening.
I turn my head to glance over my shoulder and see Travis standing right
behind me. His murky eyes move over my body and for some fucking
reason my pussy clenches as his gaze moves back up, settles on my chest
and then our eyes lock.
“This—I…I needed a towel.” I tug my dress further up my chest and
press my bare back against the cool wood. “But I don’t need one right now.
Do you have anything I could wear for tonight?”
Travis pulls himself together and tears his eyes from mine, before
shuffling past me and heading into his room. I try to catch a glimpse of the
inside of his room, but he closes the door shut.
A minute passes and then two. I hear movement on the other side before
the door finally opens and Travis comes back out.
“I have this.” He hands me a large black t-shirt and our fingers brush
against each other as I take the warm material. “Is it okay for tonight? I’ll
help you get all of your things tomorrow.”
I nod and look up into his eyes because I can barely think or speak with
him standing so fucking close.
I mean he’s like a freaking metre taller than me and just that fact alone
makes my lady parts clench again with excitement. What the fuck? Am I
seriously getting turned on right now?
“Do you need anything else, Devyn?” His voice is soft and dark and
sends tingles up my spine.
“No. Thank you for everything,” I manage to say, before opening my
door and stumbling inside.
I shut the door in Travis’ face and take a deep breath. Crap. I just shut
the door in his face.
Pressing my ear against the door, I listen as he walks away from my
room. My heart pounds against my chest and I close my eyes for a second.
What the actual fuck?
 I turn around and drop my damp dress to the floor, before pulling
Travis’ black t-shirt over my head. The material is warm and soft and
smells of him. I lift the edge of the t-shirt to my nose and inhale deeply,
taking in his scent. Fire, woods and cinnamon and the mildness of a
masculine body wash. My pussy is throbbing now and I have no idea why.
I run my hands over my tits and go all the way down until I’m touching
myself. The voice in my head tells me not to do it, but I can’t stop myself.
Kicking off my sneakers, I climb into the warm bed and lift my legs.
My fingers slide in between my pussy lips. I let my head sink into the
pillows as my lips fall open.
I slip a finger inside my pussy and then two. Not all the way in, but just
enough to finger myself. Soon my thighs are rocking back and forth, my
head is arched back into the pillow and I’m gasping for air as I come
undone. For a brief second, I remember the way Travis let his gaze move up
and down my body and then I feel myself orgasming. I involuntarily cry out
as I come. It’s fast and hard and I’m barely even aware it’s over until I hear
a creaking noise outside.
My eyes snap open immediately and I’m sitting up, chest heaving as I
stay completely still.
I don’t hear anything again for the next ten minutes so I mortifyingly
relax against the pillows and try to think about the day ahead as I slowly
drift off to sleep. But all I can think about is Travis…and maybe about
Travis’ cock too.

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TRAVIS

I feel bad about not being much of a support system, but I’m not exactly
sure how all of this works. She probably already hates me and the fact that
she has to stay here. I’m standing outside her room trying to decide if I
should knock on the door or not, when I hear moaning and then I hear her
cry out. Heat crawls up my neck as I realise what I just heard. That isn’t her
crying out from the pain. Even though it’s been years since I’ve been with a
woman, I still know what a woman sounds like when she’s experiencing
sexual pleasure.
I take a step back immediately and try to ignore the fact that my cock is
fucking hard and straining against the front of my jeans and all I can think
about is her on the other side of that door touching herself. I wonder for a
second if her pussy is nice and tight. Fuck. Jesus, why the fuck am I
thinking about that?
There’s no way I’m going in there now so I head back downstairs and
settle on the couch, trying as hard as possible to forget what I just heard. It’s
wrong to even think about it and the fact that I got hard right after hearing
her moan and cry out says a lot about how fucked up I am. And I’m still
hard as a fucking rock. That moan of hers. Shit. I wanted to hear it all over
again.
The rest of the cabin is silent except for some crime show on TV that’s
on low volume. My hands move further down and before I know it I’m
unzipping my jeans and letting my hard cock spring free. It’s hard and
throbbing as I grip it in my right hand. Wrong . I shouldn’t.
I begin pumping my cock from the base to the tip and let my head hit
the back of the couch as I think of her. Devyn’s tight pussy wrapped around
my cock. I bet it would feel so good to fuck her and I bet she’s never been
fucked properly before by a man. I watch as pre-cum beads at the tip of my
cock and then I close my eyes as I think of all the ways I’d screw Devyn. I
start jerking my hand faster. I’m on the edge of coming anytime now and
the image that enters my mind next is of Devyn on her knees begging me to
fuck that soft pink mouth of hers with my cock. Fuck. I come hard, the
feeling of desire washing over me intensely. If I didn’t have enough self-
control, I’d go up there and make her suck my cock right now. But what
kind of fucking man would do that to his niece? Only me .
It takes me a few seconds to realise that I just came while thinking of
my niece and then the nauseating feeling fills my gut.
What the fuck, Trav?
I’m her sole guardian now, the only thing she has left and here I am
jerking off to her already.
Maybe it’s the fact that Devyn’s the first female I’ve brought into my
life after years. It’s been so long that I didn’t even realise how lonely I
actually am.
But this…it can’t fucking happen again or things are going to become
awkward and I don’t want that for either of us. There’ll be boundaries. I’ll
stay away from Devyn until I get used to the idea that she’s my seventeen-
year-old niece who just lost her dad and needs my support.
Shutting the TV off, I get up and head upstairs. I’m about to push my
door open when I turn around and glance at Devyn’s room.
Don’t .
I ignore the voice in my head and walk over to her door. I’m just going
to check on her.
Slowly, I turn the knob and peek my head inside her room. The soft
sound of her snoring fills the room, so I push the door open wider and step
inside her room.
I see Devyn’s small frame in the middle of her bed, the pale moonlight
filtering in from the window.
My gaze moves over her, my black t-shirt is lying next to her and she’s
naked. I should turn the fuck around now, but my cock is hard again as I
catch sight of her nipples. They’re both pierced.
 She has small, perky breasts and as I move closer I can see that her buds
are hard and dusky pink, just waiting to be sucked. A silver arrow is
shooting out of each bud and the sight of them turns me on more than
anything.
I’m barely breathing now as I lean over her. She’s so fast asleep that she
doesn’t even sense me there. I don’t think I even need to touch my swollen
cock to come again. Just the sight of her body is enough to make me come
undone.
Before I can stop myself, I lean in and blow lightly across her left nipple
first. Devyn moves slightly but is still very much asleep, so I take my
chances and lower my mouth until I’m sucking her left nipple into my
mouth. They’re soft and hard and perfect as I slowly suckle. The cool metal
of her piercing touches my lips as I draw her nipple deeper into my mouth.
Devyn shifts, a moan escaping her lips and then there’s silence again.
So I continue to suck and bite softly while watching her eyelashes flutter.
My hand trails lightly down her midriff and then I’m touching the
smooth folds of her pussy. Sliding my middle finger in between her folds, I
feel her arousal instantly coat me. Fuck. She’s absolutely wet right now.
I wonder what her pussy tastes like. I remove my finger from her pussy
folds and then slide it into my mouth, before tasting her sweet arousal. She
tastes so good, like warm honey. This is wrong. Completely fucking wrong
and I should make myself leave, but I can’t. I want to watch her a little
longer and make her come. I want to be the reason she’s wet even in sleep.
I place my middle finger back in between her folds and then begin
moving it up and down slowly and carefully enough to not wake her up.
How she’s not awake yet is surprising but I’m not complaining.
 I work her clit, rubbing my finger in small, gentle circles. Devyn starts
moaning again and I don’t stop, even as her body starts moving, slowly
rocking back and forth, with her subconsciously unaware that I am the
reason she’s about to orgasm.
She’s warm and wet as I continue to slide my finger up and down. I
keep my eyes on her the entire time as I tease my middle finger at her
opening. I’m tempted to slip my finger inside of her, but I don’t.
Her neck arches a little and her soft pink lips part. Before I know it,
she’s trembling underneath my hand, a soft cry escaping her throat and I
can feel more of her arousal coating me this time.
Removing my hand, I stand up and move away, back into the shadows
and watch as Devyn runs her hands over her body, over those glistening
nipples I just sucked. And the fact that she’s completely unaware that I just
made her come makes me harder than I’ve ever been in my life.
I leave her room when she turns her body away from me and then I head
straight into my bedroom and try to forget what I just did.

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DEVYN

I’m on my bed in my room. But not exactly. I’m in my new room in my

new home. Basically in a stranger’s home. His home . Yesterday seems so
far away even though it’s only been a matter of hours. I feel like shit. My
body hurts like I have slept all night even though I was exhausted last night
and I’m pretty certain I slept like a corpse.
 I pull the black t-shirt over my head and find my underwear from the
day before with my dress, lying on top of a chest of drawers across from
me.
I don’t have any jeans or pants and I’m going to have to go downstairs
at some point. Thankfully the t-shirt comes to my knees and makes this less
awkward.
I have a quick wash in the bathroom and then head downstairs, moving
quietly through the house. Damn, it’s cold.
Travis isn’t anywhere downstairs. I even check the kitchen, but it’s
empty.
Just as I’m heading into the lounge, the front door bursts open and I
scream out in shock. But it’s just Travis. He’s in a dark green t-shirt and
dark jeans today and he’s hauling five thick logs of wood.
“Jesus!” I place a hand over my chest and stand back as he grunts and
kicks the door shut behind me. “You scared me.”
“There’s nothing to be scared off up here, Devyn,” he says and moves
past me, before dropping the logs in the hearth of the fireplace. I wince at
the way the wood hits the stone hearth.
“You didn’t exactly make me feel that way last night. Safe .” The words
leave my mouth and I can’t take them back. They’re already out there
hanging in the air between us.
I watch as Travis stills in front of the hearth, but he doesn’t say
anything. He just stays quiet.
“What do you mean?” he asks after a moment. “If you’re talking about
me taking out the rifle last night, it was just a precaution. I won’t let
anything happen to you.”
“Okay.”
 I tuck my hair behind my right ear and watch as he works on getting a
fire started. He’s definitely not the talkative type and I’m not sure what
exactly I should talk to him about. I mean I barely know him.
Turning around, I head back into the kitchen and begin making
breakfast. I boil the water for coffee and make toast for both of us. For a
man that lives alone, Travis is neat and there’s not a single thing out of a
place. He’s the complete opposite of my dad.
Dad was a complete mess and would constantly need my help locating
an old shirt or even something as simple as coffee.
The only thing Travis’ cabin lacks is a woman’s touch. There’s nothing
to suggest a woman has been in here for a long time. For one, there are no
curtains in the kitchen, the cabin has a cold feel to it and the atmosphere
smells of pine.
I’m looking through a drawer when I find a small frame that is lying flat
inside. I pick it up and turn it over to find a picture of a woman. There’s a
pang in my chest as I study the woman. She’s got dark red hair and bright
blue eyes and she’s smiling in the picture. I wonder who she is.
“What are you doing?”
Travis’ voice startles me and I drop the frame back into the drawer and
close it shut, before turning around to face him.
“Making breakfast,” I say calmly even though my heart is beating fast
against my chest.
He raises an eyebrow. “Does making breakfast mean you get to look
through people’s things?”
My cheeks burn with embarrassment.
“I’m sorry. I was just finding my way around,” I say and then quickly
start moving around to finish the coffee.
 I feel his eyes on me the entire time as I place the two plates of toast on
the small wooden table in the middle of the kitchen.
And then I place the coffee next to each plate before taking a seat on
one of the chairs.
He’s still just watching me, so I take a shaky deep breath and glance up
at him. His murky blue eyes are just as weird as my own. Dad never had
them because his eyes were just plain grey, but he always told me I was a
true Bishop because the rest of our family had those odd-looking eyes.
Travis’ eyes had a storm brewing in them now as he finally took a seat
across from me.
The kitchen suddenly seems small with him in. He’s so big, with his
broad shoulders and large hands. He’s like a beast hidden under the exterior
of a man.
“We can go and get your stuff today,” he says, lifting his mug to his lips
and taking a sip of coffee.
I tear a piece of toast and pop it into my mouth, feeling uncomfortable
as hell sitting here and eating like it’s a new normal.
“There is one thing I should tell you about,” I say and immediately
Travis glances up at me, a look of irritation crosses his features. “I have a
cat. My dad let me keep him after I rescued him.”
“We’re not keeping a cat.” The authority in his tone meant that this isn’t
even up for discussion.
“I’m not leaving him behind.” I can feel the tears catch in my throat and
I don’t even know why.
“We don’t have to leave him behind. We can find a shelter for him,”
Travis says and drains the rest of his coffee.
 “So why didn’t you do that to me? Just find me a shelter or better yet an
orphanage? Clearly, we both don’t want this.” A tear slipped down my
cheek and I swipe it away quickly.
Travis stares at me, his jaw ticking with annoyance. “That’s different,
Devyn and you know it. You’re not a stray cat. Please stop acting like a
child.”
“He’s all I have left.” I push my plate away and get up from my seat.
“Maybe if you actually knew the value of love and family you wouldn’t
fucking be up here all alone.”
Travis is up from his seat in seconds and the next thing I know he’s
backing me into the countertop, his large hands settling on either side of
me, locking me in and breathing heavily against me.
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.” His voice is low and
dark and dangerous. It sends shivers curling up my spine. “You won’t speak
to me like that again. Not under my roof. Do you understand?”
It is then that I become aware of him pressing into me. His hard cock is
against my stomach . Travis is hard. Is he hard for me?
He’s annoyed at me, surely I can’t be making his cock this hard. Or
maybe he’s enjoying this whole situation, with me against the counter and
him blocking me in.
I lift my hands and press them against his firm chest. “You’re not my
daddy, Travis. You don’t get to tell me how to act and what to do.”
I lift my eyes to him and I can see everything in them. The anger, the
heat, the need. Everything . And maybe I’m sick in the head because I feel
the same way.
My panties are drenched. I can feel how wet I am each time I move my
thighs.
 He’s making me feel like this and I shouldn’t be feeling like this.
I continue to tease him with my words.
“Unless you want to become my daddy now.”
I expect Travis to take the bait. To handle me, kiss me or even just touch
me, but all he does is pushes himself away from me and stalks off.
The bedroom door slams upstairs and I flinch as the house goes back to
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We’re in my truck, the heat on full blast and nothing but uncomfortable
silence between us.
Maybe I was way in over my head when I signed those forms and
agreed to take Devyn in. She’s rude and loves taunting, but most of all, I
can’t get her out of my head. Perhaps it’s because she’s invaded my space in
a matter of twenty-four hours and there’s nothing I can do about it.
 It’s almost like she knows I want her and there’s something that tells me
she wants me too. But I’m not crossing that line even though I might have
crossed it last night and touched her in her sleep.
She’s still wearing my t-shirt and she stole my black and grey flannel
that she’s wearing on top. I love the way her body looks in my clothing. She
looks all small and delicate.
As I glance at her every now and then, all I can think of are those pretty,
pink, pierced nipples of hers and the delicate arrows shooting right through
each one. My cock stiffens against the front of my jeans and I tighten my
knuckles around the steering wheel. Fuck, not again.
As we get closer to her house, all I keep on thinking is that I made a
mistake. This is not good. Maybe I should get someone else to take her in.
It would just be for a while.
I can’t deal with having her around me and having to worry about work
while she’s all alone up in the cabin and I certainly can’t have her around
me when there’s nothing more that I’d like than to fuck that pretty cunt of
hers.
When we arrive at the house, I’m barely even parked on the drive when
Devyn bolts out of the truck and runs towards the house like she’s been
dying to get away from me. I guess we both feel mutual about that then.
Killing the engine, I get out and take a deep breath as I take in my
surroundings. They live closer to town in the Valley neighbourhood, which
is not the best part of town, but I suppose it’s all my brother could afford.
We both grew up in the Valley which roughened us up at a very young age.
I wonder about Devyn living here. Did she like it or hate it? Did she
have any boyfriends? The thought makes me irritated even though I
shouldn’t feel that way.
 I kick a twig in the snow and then head into the house. I can hear a
voice, Devyn’s voice so I follow it into a bedroom.
The room is small, but I immediately know it’s hers when I spot the red
lacy bra on the bed.
I ignore the throbbing in my cock and spot Devyn sitting cross-legged
on the floor in the corner of the room and curled up in her lap is a massive
ball of ginger fur. That must be the cat.
Devyn is talking to him softly and stroking his fur as he stretches his fat
paws across her chest and I can hear his gentle purr.
As if she senses me watching her, Devyn glances up at me, her eyes
glassy and red and fuck it if I don’t feel my heart twist at the sadness in her
features.
“I’m not going back if I can’t keep him,” she mutters like a five-year-
old and it makes me grin at her.
She really loves this cat .
For the first time in years, I want to laugh harder than I ever had, but I
don’t. I just smile at her. This little attitude thing Devyn has going on lets
me understand her better and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it.
“You can keep him.”
She regards me for a moment and then sniffles, before standing up with
her bundle of fur. “Why?”
“Just,” I say, turning around and studying the empty hallway. “What are
we packing up?”
“Not a lot of things,” she says, coming up behind me.
I glance down at the cat in her arms and he looks up at me, before
hissing. Those dark green eyes narrow as he watches me and then he
releases a low, throaty growl. A territorial one, probably for Devyn. Clearly,
he doesn’t want me around and too bad for him, because he’s now going to
be my roommate for who knows how long.
“I just need a few of my things,” Devyn says, as she puts her ginger fur
ball back on the floor.
“Okay, we should get started because I have to get to work.”
She nods and we both get working, moving around each other in
silence. She has a box of books and two bags full of clothes along with her
white fairy lights. Maybe this won’t be too bad after all. She will barely
take up any space with her stuff.
I get all of her things into the back of the Raptor and then I get the truck
started while she runs back inside. She emerges a few seconds later with her
ginger ball in her arms.
When she jumps in beside me, her cat immediately leaps out of her
arms and into the back seat.
“You’re going to have to be careful with fuzzball up in the mountains,”
I tell her as I pull out of the drive. “It’ll be dangerous.”
Devyn glances over at me and shoots me a quick smile. “His name is
Bean and, yes, I know I’ll be super careful. I promise, Uncle Travis.”
The way she says. So fucking sweetly . My ears get hot, but I keep my
eyes on the road.
“You don’t have to call me that.” My voice sounds hoarse and weird.
“Why not?” There’s humour in her tone now. “Does it make you feel
weird?”
“Yes. How would you like it if I started calling you niece?” I ask and
look at Devyn just in time to see the horror cross her features.
But then she just sits back and smiles. “I wouldn’t. But it would turn me
on.”
 What the fuck?
“Devyn,” I say, my voice is a warning now for her not to push it.
“What?” She shifts in her seat and suddenly she’s right up against me,
her warm breath fanning against my neck and her cherry scent filling my
senses. She smells so good. So fucking divine.
Before I can anticipate what she’s about to do, Devyn has my jeans
unbuttoned and my zipper is down and the next thing I know is that she has
my hard cock in her hands.
“Devyn. Fuck, please stop. I’m driving. You can’t…” my words trail off
as she starts pumping my cock and it feels so much better than when I do it
all on my own.
“I can.” She drops her head into my lap and starts sucking my cock. Her
tongue runs up my length and then I watch as she lets a dribble of her spit
roll along my cock.
And she does all this while I’m trying to focus on the goddamn road.
That mouth of hers feels so good. She’s bobbing her head up and down
and making sloppy sounds with her mouth that turn me on even more.
I grab her hair with my left hand and let out a deep groan as the
throbbing in my cock grows. I’m about to come and I don’t want to come in
her mouth, but she’s not stopping.
“I’m gonna come, Devyn,” I tell her and she glances up at me as she
moves her tongue along my tip. Oh, fuck.
I go over the edge. I hit the brakes on the Raptor and thankfully we’re
on the narrow roads going up into the mountains, so there’s no one behind
us.
My come fills Devyn’s mouth and she doesn’t stop sucking my cock
until she’s had every last drop. Fuck, it might just be the hottest thing I’ve
ever experienced in my life.
She sits up then and licks her lips and grins at me, before sitting back in
her seat.
“Why did you do that?” I ask, zipping up my jeans again.
“Did you not like it?” She moves her right hand in between her legs and
her pink lips fall open. “I’m so wet right now, Travis.”
“This is wrong,” I say thinly.
Devyn isn’t listening. I watch as she spreads her thighs apart and starts
to finger herself.
“Won’t you make me come too, Uncle Travis?” She tilts her head back
and moves her fingers in and out.
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“You want this Devyn?”

His calloused fingers slide up my thigh and in between my legs.
“Because I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll forget your name and the only
thing you’ll know is me pounding your pussy until you’re raw inside.” His
voice is low with a deadly warning, but I don’t care because I need it. I
want it.
 Every inch of me is turned on right now. From his wild scent to the feel
of his hand and the dark timber of his voice. I’m just a ball of nerves
waiting to explode. My pussy is soaking wet right now and all he’d have to
do is stroke me a few times and I’d be a mess.
Without warning, Travis shoves two of his fingers into my aching pussy
and I gasp as he goes all the way in.
“Does that feel good?” Travis asks, his warm breath on my neck.
I nod as he begins finger-fucking me. In and out, he expertly moves his
fingers inside of me, while using his thumb to gently rub my clit.
“That’s right, Devyn. I’m gonna make you come so hard,” he whispers
into my ear.
And then he’s sucking my neck. Running his warm tongue and nibbling
lightly on my skin.
He spreads my pussy lips open with his thick digits and continues to
torture me. An overwhelming sensation fills my pussy. Almost like a
desperate need to pee and before I know it, I’m coming hard, so fucking
hard. I squeeze my eyes shut and raise my hips. And I’m fucking squirting
too all over Travis’ hand, with his fingers still plunging inside of me. Oh, it
feels so good.
“Fuck!” I scream out, but Travis covers my mouth with his and drowns
out my scream with his warm tongue as he kisses me.
His teeth graze against my bottom lip and I’m moaning into his hot
mouth. There’s an urgency as he moves his lips against mine while keeping
his free hand around my throat. An urgency and a rush of hunger that I
never knew I needed. And then suddenly he pulls his hand from in between
my thighs and breaks our kiss abruptly before sitting back in his seat.
 Without any other word, Travis starts the truck again and heads up the
winding narrow road. I’m no longer feeling cold because he just fingered
the warmth back into me.
We reach the cabin soon and just like last night I move closely behind
Travis and let him check everything out. Things are quiet and when he is
done checking all the rooms, I take Bean into the cabin and leave him down
on the floor of the living room.
Immediately he starts checking everything out, sniffing the floor and the
couch and even the wood pile left next to the fireplace.
“This is your new home, buddy.” I lean down and scratch the back of
his head.
For a big cat, Bean’s head is small and his body is big.
Travis comes in through the front door and is holding my box of books.
His eyes meet mine, but then he quickly looks away from me.
“I’m leaving this upstairs. I brought your clothes up too,” he says.
“Thanks.”
He goes up the stairs and then I hear him closing the bedroom door.
When he comes back down, Bean walks over to Travis and looks up at him
before crying. And then he bumps his head against Travis’ leg. I want to
laugh, but I manage to stifle it.
An awkward silence fills the air because none of us talked about the fact
that I just gave him a blow job and he just fingered the fuck out of me.
“About earlier,” I start but Travis is already shaking his head.
“No, we won’t talk about that ever again.” His tone is stern and he
means it. “Because it won’t happen again.”
“You liked it,” I whisper and I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes.
“You can’t deny that you didn’t feel that too.”
 “What exactly do you want to talk about, Devyn? The way you and I
can’t ever be together because it’s wrong or the fact that you’re still
seventeen? You don’t even know what love is yet,” he snaps. “I just gave
into your stupid little girl fantasies.”
A wave of anger surges through me. “Stupid little girl fantasies? Is that
why you enjoyed me sucking your cock so much, Travis? Was it just my
fantasy?”
I angrily swipe the tears that are rolling down my cheeks now.
Travis stares me dead in the eyes, his voice is flat when he speaks. “I’m
fucked up for doing that. But boundaries need to be set.”
“Boundaries that have already been severed?” I smirk and fold my arms
across my chest. “But fine, if you want boundaries, you’ll fucking get it.”
Travis exhales loudly. “I don’t have time for this. I have to get to work.
I don’t only have myself to look after anymore. So if you’re done…”
“Thanks for reminding me about that again,” I spit out. My voice
sounds weird and maybe it’s because of all the tears stuck in my throat. “I
can handle myself, thanks.”
Without another word, Travis turns away from me and leaves the cabin.
I stand by the window in the living room and watch as he gets into his
truck, starts it up and pulls out, with no hesitation.
Bean bumps his soft head against my ankle and I can hear him purring. I
let the tears fall down my cheeks as I bend down to pick him up.
He meows and stares into my eyes as if he can tell that my heart is
hurting right now. So I kiss him on his cool nose and hold him close
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DEVYN

I glance at my phone for the fifth time. Well, I can tell myself it’s the fifth
time, but I know I’ve checked it many more times than that. It’s already
10:17 p.m. and he hasn’t gotten back yet. What kind of job is he doing
anyway? I mean, I know absolutely nothing about Travis and yet here I am
in his house.
 Bean is fed and cuddled up next to me on the couch, lost in his own
dream world. I’ve already watched a movie, but I’m still on edge. Maybe
it’s because I’m all alone up here in the mountains. When my dad used to
leave for days on end for work, I never felt like this because I was closer to
town. I knew the neighbours. Up here, I doubt there are any neighbours for
miles and I don’t want to know what lurks in the shadows. And the fact that
there’s a potential snowstorm brewing outside makes me even more
nervous. The wind is howling wildly and sometimes it causes the wooden
front door to rattle and the entire house to creak.
I switch the TV off with the remote and take Bean upstairs with me. It’s
late and I don’t want to be down there any longer than I have to. Once I
leave Bean on my bed, I check everything once more. The door is locked,
the windows are closed shut and from what I can see outside it’s going to be
a cold fucking night. The snow is falling heavily right now and I doubt
Travis will be back for hours. All I can do is shut myself up in my room and
hope he returns soon enough.
I read one of my paperbacks to try and settle my mind and ignore the
howling wind outside.
Eventually, I do fall asleep. But it’s short-lived, but just as I let the
tendrils of sleep pull me under the cover of darkness, I’m immediately
shoved back into the real world when I hear a thumping sound.
It’s loud and has me jolting out of bed with my heart pounding against
my chest. That’s not a thump created by the howling wind outside. That
sounds like someone.
Maybe it’s Travis.
I grab my phone from beside the pillow and check the time. It’s past
eleven. He should have been back by now. Hopefully, that’s him.
 Swallowing hard, I open my bedroom door and slip out into the
hallway, before shutting the door behind me again. Whatever is making that
sound, I want to check it out first and I can’t have Bean following me
around.
My heart is pounding in my ears now as I head down the stairs, my
phone is clutched tightly in my fist.
“Travis?” I call out into the dim lighting.
The thumping grows louder and it’s coming from outside. “Travis, is
that you?”
I unlock the front door. Wrong move. I already know I fucked up when
the door swings open and pushes me back.
He steps inside and he is definitely not Travis. He’s holding something
out towards me and my heart drops into my stomach when I realise what it
is. I see the flash of a silver blade and immediately I want to turn back and
run up to my room, but I know that I can’t.
This man has a three-inch beard and he’s wearing thick clothing,
consisting of jackets and old scarves. His eyes are wild and murderous.
“Who the hell are you?” My voice is shaky as I take a step back.
“Shut the fuck up,” he says in a gruff tone.
But that’s my issue, I don’t know when the fuck to shut up.
“What do you want?” My throat is thick now and each swallow feels
painful. “There’s nothing that you could want here.”
He gives me a once over and grins at me after that. “Oh, I think there is
something that I want now.”
I quickly glance around for anything to get my hands on so that I can
whack the shit out of him if he dares to come any closer towards me.
 My eyes land on a baseball bat leaning against the back of the couch. I
quickly grab it and take another step back. But this doesn’t seem to deter
the man. His grin grows wider and sends shivers down my spine. Fucking
creep.
“You’re his pretty little thing aren’t you?” he asks. “I’ve been waiting
for an opportunity to get in here and tonight was the perfect night. I know
he’s not here, but hell, I won’t mind if I do play a little with a sweet thing
like you.”
“Touch me!” I shout. “You dare touch me and I won’t hesitate to crack
your skull with this.”
I hold up my bat but this man just starts laughing as if I’m being
hilarious. Suddenly he stops and that’s when he rushes towards me. I swing
the bat and hit him on the side of his head but that doesn’t stop him.
He grabs me by my arms and squeezes them so tightly that I’m forced
to drop the bat.
“Let go of me!” I scream and kick, but he’s overpowering me with his
body weight as he shoves me into a wooden panel in the wall.
“You bitch!” He grabs me by my neck and brings his face up close to
mine, before licking the side of my cheek.
I start screaming even louder. This can’t be happening. No,no,no . Fear
curls in the pit of my stomach.
But there’s a loud bang in the air and then something warm sprays
against my skin. It takes me a second to realise what just happened as the
man staggers backward, holding his chest and then he falls back.
Travis is standing in the doorway with his rifle, the look in his eyes is
murderous as he watches the man on the floor gasp for air.
 He drops the rifle onto the couch, before moving towards the man. I
watch as Travis gets on top of him, pressing his entire weight on the man as
he crushes his chest with his knee.
And then he starts punching him. Over and over again. Tears roll down
my cheeks and I don’t even know why I’m crying as I watch him beat that
piece of shit.
His knuckles are bloody and he’s breathing raggedly as he raises his fist
again, but before he can punch him again, I grab his fist and stop him.
Travis stops and looks up at me. His eyes are wild, but they soften as he
realises that I am there.
He turns around and wraps his huge arms around my back. “Are you
okay, Devyn? Did he hurt you?”
I lean down and kiss his head and then Travis releases me so that he can
stand up.
“I’m okay. I’m fine. You came in time.” My breath is shaky and my
body is tense, but Travis is here. Everything will be okay.
“He used to beat his wife up. He lived not too far from here, but he was
never a good man and one day I beat him up because he was so drunk that
he killed his wife. He disappeared for a while after that and I never thought
I’d see him again,” Travis explains.
“He was a bad man. You did the right thing.” I reach out and touch his
arm.
“I would never hurt anyone, but he was going to hurt you.” Travis
comes closer and pulls me against him. “And I couldn’t let him get away
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DEVYN

Travis took the body out half an hour ago and just as I step out from the
steaming bathroom in a clean set of clothes, I hear the door downstairs.
I hear heavy footsteps and then I see Travis. He’s jogging up the stairs
and before I can even say anything he’s moving towards me and pulling me
into his arms.
 “Devyn,” he whispers my name into my hair as he tips my head back
and kisses me first.
“Baby, are you okay?” he asks again when he pulls his warm lips away.
I nod and Travis pulls me into his chest again. I can feel his heart racing
and I can hear it too.
“I’m so sorry that I took so long, but I didn’t know it was going to take
forever,” he whispers, as he takes my face into his palms.
“You couldn’t have known,” I whisper back. “It was a freak thing.”
Even though I’m still shaken up about it, I feel more at peace now that
Travis is here again. He makes everything seem safer.
“I’ll never do that again,” he says, fixing his murky blue eyes on mine.
“I’ll always keep you safe, Devyn.”
We both stop talking because the next thing I know is Travis is bringing
his lips down to mine once again. He bites my bottom lip, pulling it into his
mouth and I moan as he slides his tongue into my mouth.
“Yes,” I whisper against his lips and Travis starts pulling off my t-shirt.
When he drops it to the floor, my cheeks start to feel hot as he let’s his eyes
wander over my chest. I’ve never been naked in front of any man before.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers and then he grabs me by my waist
and lifts me up against the wall, with his knee wedged in between my legs.
He lowers his head and starts licking my left nipple first, before sucking
the small bud into his mouth. I tilt my head back as he bites my nipples,
moving from one to the other, torturously sucking and biting both slowly.
Heat pools in between my legs and I start grinding myself against him.
“Wait.” Travis’ voice stops me.
He puts me back down on the floor and then pushes his bedroom door
open.
 “I want to fuck you in my bed, Devyn,” he says and pulls me into his
room.
I pull my shorts off along with my underwear and then I help Travis pull
his t-shirt over his head. His broad shoulders look sexier when they’re not
hidden by all of that material. Even though he stays up here in the
mountains, his skin has a naturally tanned tone to it.
My gaze whispers over his broad chest with dark curls of hair covering
it. Travis undoes his jeans and pulls them down, allowing his big cock to
spring free.
“Can you see how hard you make me, Devyn?” he asks and I watch as
he takes his cock into his hand and strokes it a few times. “Get that pretty
ass of yours on my bed right now,” he orders.
I obey like a good girl and sit at the edge of his bed. Travis moves
towards me and without any warning, he grabs my arm and turns me over,
before pushing me up on the bed, so that I’m laying flat on my stomach
against his comforters. He climbs up behind me with his legs on either side
of mine.
“Who’s girl are you, Devyn?” he asks.
When I don’t answer immediately, Travis brings his hand down and
slaps my ass.
“Yours,” I say quickly.
“That’s right,” he says. “You’re my fucking girl, Devyn.”
He presses his cock in between my ass cheeks and I moan because I
need him inside of me right now.
“Fuck me,” I whisper.
“What do you say when you want something?” he asks.
 “Please, fuck me,” I correct myself and Travis seems to be pleased with
this answer because he shoves his cock straight into my pussy.
I cry out from the shock of both pleasure and pain. “Fuck.”
“That’s right. Take my cock baby. You know you want it.” Travis pulls
out of me and slams into my pussy again. I gasp out loud as his cock
stretches my pussy to fit around him.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, Devyn. You feel so good.” He starts moving
inside of me with a steady rhythm.
In and out. I clamp my teeth against the comforter as Travis slaps my
ass again, before grabbing both of my arms and placing them behind me.
Then he starts pistoning inside of me, moving his hips fast so that I can feel
the burn each time he fills me deeply with his cock.
“Jesus, fucking, Christ.” He growls and I can feel myself quickly going
over the edge.
Our thighs connect with each deep thrust, our breaths are heavy and I
want nothing more than to have Travis fill me with his cock forever.
“I’m gonna come inside of you.” He’s not asking me, he’s telling me
that he’s going to intentionally come inside of me.
Suddenly I feel his muscled chest against my back. He only slightly
presses his weight into me as he takes my hips with his calloused hands and
starts thrusting harder.
His lips are against my right ear. “I want you to have my children,
Devyn. I’m gonna fill you with my come every single fucking day until
your belly is swollen with my child.”
My heart swells at his words and that is when I come. My pussy
clenches around him and I know nothing else as ecstasy fills my brain. My
body shudders violently against him, but Travis continues fucking me from
behind.
“That’s right, babygirl,” he says. “Come for me.”
My pussy is aching for more and Travis comes a second later, filling my
pussy with his warm come just like he promised.
“Fuck,” he swears and thrusts hard into my pussy. Once. Twice. Again
and again.

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She’s on top of me this time, slowly moving up and down on my cock, but
it’s not rough like the first time. This is slow and sweet. I grab her hips and
move her underneath me so fast, she doesn’t even expect it.
Devyn laughs as she slips her hands around my neck. “You’re like a
caveman.”
“Your caveman,” I tell her as I move inside her slowly.
 She laughs again and my chest swells with warmth for her. Her eyes
meet mine in the weak light and I caress her cheek, her nose and then her
lips.
“This is not going to be easy,” I tell her. “I’m older than you.”
“Travis?” She smiles at me before she slips her arms around my back.
“Yes?”
“Shut up and make love to me. Nothing else matters,” she whispers.
And so I do exactly that. I shut up and make love to her. I take her into
my arms and slowly fuck her until she comes again.
And when she’s done, she falls asleep.
My cock is deep inside her and I don’t plan on moving now. I roll her
onto her side and watch as the room lights up with dawn. My cock is warm
inside her wet pussy.
She feels good around me even if we’re not fucking.
I stroke her neck and slide my arms around her so that I’m holding her
close to me.
And then I go to sleep.

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 Epilogue | Devyn

Five years later…

It’s summer and we’re out by the lake. Summer is always my favourite
season when we’re at the cabin.
The birds are out early and the air is buzzing with insect activity. I never
liked Winter all that much anyway.
The twins are playing in the grass with Bean. They’re a beautiful
combination of Travis and me. The girl has Travis’ dark hair, the boy has
my blonde hair and they both have our eyes.
 When we had them, we were afraid about how they’d turn out, but they
were as healthy as any other child and beautiful too. I don’t regret anything.
“Baby.” Travis slips his arm around me and places his hand on my
swollen belly.
It was his idea to have another kid because he loves them and when I
learned about his ex-wife never wanting to give him kids because she was
afraid that he was too messed up from war, my heart filled with even more
love for Travis. How could I tell him to wait or possibly tell him no?
I want him to have everything in this world. He loves me every day and
gives me everything I need and want.
We’re sitting on the soft grass and I turn over to look up into his eyes.
Out here in the sun, they’re even more beautiful. They’re cloudy grey with
undertones of blue.
Travis leans down and kisses the tip of my nose.
“I’m so glad I took my little stray cat in all those years ago,” he says
and smiles down at me.
“Stray cat?” I smack his shoulder. “You’re lucky I came into your life
grandpa Travis.”
“Grandpa, huh?” He starts tickling me on the side of my ribs because he
knows those are my weak spots.
“No!” I push him away, but he grabs my thighs with one hand and
lightly traces my skin with his fingertips.
I’m flat in the grass now and he’s staring down at me. That playful look
of his is replaced with something else. Something warmer.
“Can a Grandpa make you come so hard, you feel like you’re losing
your mind?” he asks and before I can stop him, Travis has his hand in
between my legs.
 “The kids,” I say with horror but Travis is now slipping his middle and
index finger inside of me.
“The kids are busy. Now shut up and let me make you come.”
And he does exactly that. He makes me come again and again under the
warm afternoon sun and when he’s done, he presses his soft lips against
mine.
“I love you, Devyn.” He brings my head against his chest and I can hear
the steady beat of his heart. “I love the woman you are. I love you for
giving me kids. I love your body even though you sometimes hate it, but I
think you’re fucking beautiful. I love you even when you steal all my
flannels and hoodie. I love your horrible coffee. I love the way you make
me feel, but most importantly, I love you for being my wife.”
The tears are rolling down my cheeks now and Travis wipes them away
with his thumb. He never likes to see me cry.
“I never tell you that to make you cry,” he says gently. “I said it because
I want you to know how much I love and appreciate you.”
“I love you so much, Travis.” I kiss him then and that’s when we hear
giggling.
“Eww. Mommy is giving Daddy smoochie-time.”
We quickly break apart to see Lily and Henry watching Travis and me,
both of them making their faces funny.
Travis kisses me quickly and then gets up.
“Well, you two better run or I’m going to catch you both and give you
smoochie time,” Travis says.
They both start screaming and running away, absolutely horrified by
Travis’ threat. I laugh and watch as he chases them into the field.
 Life might not always be perfect, but at least we got our happy ever
after.

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