Quadruplets for the Mountain Man

An Amazon US Top 8 Bestseller!

"Hold up!! Did you say FOUR heartbeats?!?"

My babies' father is a war hero.
Beautifully broken mountain man.
Childhood friend. And my brother's best friend.
Basically the one I've wanted since adolescence.
I can't even process the fact I'm having his babies.
Four babies!!!!

Ground Rules of our Arrangement:
#1. Absolutely NO emotions.
#2. ZERO attachment whatsoever.
#3. If you have questions, repeat rules 1 and 2.

It's safe to say I've TOTALLY screwed this up!


Reader note: This is a FULLY standalone novel from my Mountain Men of Liberty Series, and a mountain man's babies, brother's best friend, friends to lovers romantic suspense. This is Sam's story. Each book can be read on it's own. Transport yourself into the charming and magical town of Liberty, Utah as we follow several rugged mountain men in their quests to find lasting love on the mountains. Enjoy. I know I did!

He opened the door and we stumbled backward into the room.

There was no time for talking.

I didn’t need to wonder, as it was abundantly clear by the way he groped at my clothes that he needed this as much as I did.

And I couldn’t bear to wait any longer.

I shut off my brain and let myself enjoy the feeling of him ripping off my clothes.

My shirt fell to the floor, followed by my jeans. I stepped out of them and fell backward onto the bed after he unhooked my bra. My own hands fumbled with his belt, but I managed to whip it off and tossed it across the room.

“You’re all mine tonight,” he said as he kissed me and held me against the bed, his hands moving down to my panties. “I’m going to make you scream with ecstasy. And then you’ll do it again and again for me, Princess. All that matters is you.”

His lips sucked along my neck before moving lower to my chest. He stared at me with a mischievously sexy sneer, and I swear my heart jumped in my throat.

Just by one look, he made me feel so… alive.

He moved even lower on my body, taking one of my hard nipples between his lips. I sucked in a deep breath and bit my lower lip as my body shuddered underneath his and I felt pleasure wash down from my nipple to my more sensitive area.

“Ohhh. Yes.”

His hands kneaded at my breasts, which were more than a handful, even in his big, rough, and strong hands.

Butterflies filled my belly as he continued to move lower.

His lips brushed softly against my stomach, his tongue swirling around my belly button.

The scruffiness of his beard almost tickled—it was almost too much for me, but he was moving lower until he dropped to his knees at the edge of the bed.

He parted my thighs and slipped my panties aside. His fingers found my clit, and though he didn’t touch it straight away, he teased it in a way that sent shivers down my spine.

“Oh God,” I whimpered.

I almost couldn’t take much more.

How was this even possible? He had barely touched me, yet I was already close to the edge.

And then he pressed his mouth against my flesh.

Like a master at his craft, his tongue hit just the right spot over and over again.

Feeling the warmth of his moist lips and tongue against me sent me to a place I never ever wanted to leave.

I felt like I was catapulted into a blissful paradise.

And I was under an enchanted trance.

At this point, my legs were full-on wrapped around his shoulders, my hands over his head, pulling him into me.

“Don’t stop…” I pleaded.

He continued for what felt like a blissful everlasting state.

He clearly wanted to prolong my ecstasy – and it was working.

Then I finally came.

It flowed through me, an uncontrollable pleasure.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

I screamed.

I cried.

I barely recognized the sounds coming from me.

If anyone were to ask me my very name at that moment — I would have no answer.

When he was finally satisfied with his labor of love, he stared up between my thighs, his mouth wet and his eyes filled with a heat that made my heart skip a beat.