My body was on fire, Hunter’s scent filling me along with his branding touch. The pulsing throb in my core was enough to undo me, and I had to squeeze my thighs together to try to ease the ache. It barely scratched the surface.
Apparently, there was only one touch that would make a difference today:Hunter’s.
My head filled with a pleasant haze as he dragged me from the shower and, soaking wet, headed in the direction of his bed.
We didn’t make it.
He took me down to the carpet, his massive body covering mine as he licked up the side of my neck. The feel of his weight pressing me into the floor, along with the scrape of his five o’clock shadow over my throat, had me hovering on the edge of an orgasm.
Hunter was savage, devouring every inch of skin he got his mouth on. He marked both sides of my throat, and he was the one rumbling when his hand wrapped around my neck, collaring me with his claim. “Mine.”
That snarl vibrated all the way to my center, and I was sobbing as I clenched around emptiness. “More. Hunter. Please… I need more.”
He slid his mouth slowly down my chest and onto my stomach as his gaze remained locked on me. “Eyes on me, baby,”he commanded, and I was helpless not to obey. “Tell me what you want.”
“Hunter.” A whine escaped as I clawed at his arms.
“Say it, Emme. You’re going to have touse your words.” His kisses slowed, even as my nails bit into his shoulders.
“Please touch me. Please, for the love of everything holy, make me come.”
A low rasping laugh was my response. “You want my mouth on your cunt, baby? You want me to devour that sweet slick dripping down your thighs? You want me to eat you like you’re the last shifter on Earth?”
This alpha and his dirtydirtymouth. I fucking loved it.
“Yes,” I gasped. “Yes. Please eat me like you’re desperate for me.”
“I am desperate, my sweet omega.” His entire body rumbled so hard it vibrated me into the soft carpet, and then his mouth was on my core. As he flattened his tongue and licked me from my ass to my clit, I cried out and held on for fucking life.
He slid his tongue inside me and lapped at my arousal, devouring me like he’d die if he had to stop. He was frenzied, a purring rumble of satisfaction seeping from his chest as I screamed through my first orgasm. The pleasure slammed into me with such force that I lost my breath, and dots danced across the edge of my vision.
“Fuck, baby,” Hunter growled. “This perfect, pretty pussy belongs to me.” My core clenched violently at those words, extending the orgasm, but Hunter didn’t give me a chance to recover.
He slid two thick fingers inside me and curled them up, fucking me hard and fast, while his tongue circled my clit. It was a maddening stroke round and round, and I wanted to thrust in time with his fingers, but his weight kept me pinned until my bruised ribs ached from the force. Not that I cared, I wouldn’thave asked Hunter to stop even if one of my ribs popped out of my skin.
Using the hand not fucking me into my next orgasm, Hunter played with my nipples, rough calluses biting into the sensitive tips. I choked out guttural screams as deep spurts of pleasure built with each circle of his tongue.
His free hand moved higher, and when he wrapped that big palm around my throat again, a heavy, heady feeling pushed low in my body. I wasn’t sure I’d survive the next orgasm, the building pressure more than I’d ever felt before.
Hunter was playing my body to the edge of sanity, and the fall might destroy me.
His pace eased up, keeping me hovering on the edge as his grip around my throat tightened until darkness streaked my vision.
I hovered and hovered, gasping and crying, until Hunter was once again thrusting hard and fast, curling his fingers, while his teeth pressed against my clit.
I exploded screaming his name. My release drenched my lower half, and for a second I wondered if I’d peed myself, but was too far gone to panic about it. When Hunter groaned and lifted his head, I noticed how shiny his lips, chin and chest were.
“What… what happened?”
He ran his tongue over his lips, closing his eyes with a look of absolute bliss. “You squirted, little omega. You fucking covered me in your sweet cum. Now I’ll accept nothing less when I’m eating you.”
He dropped his head again to lap at my core, and he was so thorough on my sensitive pussy that I was actually starting to build to an orgasm again.
When I was cleaned to his satisfaction, he kissed across my thighs, marking me with each touch, and at this point I no longer cared if these alphas killed me, I wanted his claiming mark. Iwanted to be owned by them if it meant I got to feel this pleasure again, and drown in the complete consumption of my soul.
Hunter slowly slipped his fingers free, and my core clenched in an attempt to keep him inside. “Open,” he commanded, and I mindlessly obeyed as he pushed his fingers inside my mouth. “See how fucking good you taste, sweet omega. Now you’ve got me hooked.”
I did taste sweet, a hint of musk and sugar on my tongue, and now I needed to know Hunter’s taste.
