“I can smell you, Tesoro.”
Glancing to the left, I spot Carter sitting high up in a tree, his eyes scanning the ground for her. He will be the one to catch her because this is a natural skill for him. We all have a hunters mentality but none of us to the degree of Carter.
As I predicted, she runs past him, and he drops down, his feet echoing against the earth. Heather spins around with a “What the fuck!” before she squeals loudly.
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
CARTER
Heather places her hand over her heart, her breaths coming out heavy as she nearly gasps.
“You scared the hell out of me. Where did you come from?”
I point to the top of the tree.
“You were in the damn tree?”
I nod as I reach forward to grab her, as Knox and Killian keep their distance while watching us.
Jumping back she grins at me.
“Try again, Hunter.”
My brothers laugh as she spins on her heel to take off again, but doesn’t get the chance. I wrap her hair around my fist and yank her to me while she screams.
Holding her back against my chest, my mouth is just over her ear, the thrill of the chase running down my spine like an electrical current.
“That’s it, Little Heathen. Scream for us, one by one, while we fuck you.”
I slide my left hand up her stomach to her throat wanting to feel her pulse beat against my palm, and when I do, it does not disappoint.
“They have cameras and security guards, Carter. We need to go inside.”
Leaning my head in the crook of her neck I sink my teeth into her flesh as she moans.
“Then they can watch. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Killian asks.
“No,” she argues quickly, but we all know the truth.
“Killian is right. You are a dirty little slut for us. Aren’t you?”
A whimper passes her lips as I grind my hard cock against her ass while she admits the truth.
“Only with you. Yes, I like it when you watch me.”
Letting her go, I grab her shoulders and turn her around so she’s facing me.
“On your knees.”
Dropping to the ground quickly, she tilts her head back, her eyes focused on mine and filled with hunger.
“Take my cock out.”
She unbuttons my pants, pulls the zipper down and lowers them over my hips, staring at my cock jutting in front of her face.
“Please say I can touch you, Carter. Please.”
Fuck. This woman on her knees for me, begging to touch my cock has me ready to abandon this blow job and fuck her until she doesn’t know her own name.
