Page 28 of His to Hunt

“Yes, a long time ago,” I say, glancing at his hard length. “But you’re a lot bigger. Like, A LOT bigger!”

“Your body will recognize your mate,” he reassures me, rubbing the huge head on my slick entrance. “And once it does, I’m going to rut you until you scream, just like I warned.”

The thought makes my pussy clench, my body already anticipating it. He rubs the head against my entrance until he can begin to push into me. I gasp as my walls stretch around his incredible girth.

“Damn, you’re tight,” he groans, pulling back and sinking more of his length into me. “So, fucking tight.”

Every throb makes my walls ache with a mixture of pleasure and pain. I hiss as he goes deeper, and I can see the need burning in his eyes. He’s being gentle. Way gentler than he wants to be. But I can see the savage need lingering just beneath the surface. The low growls. The guttural grunts. My mate may be more beast than man.

“If it’s too much, tell me,” Victor growls, his hand moving to my neck and holding me down as he begins to gently move.

“It’s not too much,” I groan, even as he goes deeper than I’m prepared for. “Oh fuck, FUCK!”

Every careful movement pushes his thick cock deeper into my slick passage and my body responds, welcoming every marvelous, beautiful inch. Pleasure radiates through my core, but there’s still pain. I groan through it until he’s fully seated inside me, pressed against my cervix, hard cock twitching within my fluttering walls.

He leaves his cock buried in me as deep as it will go. I can see the need in his eyes. I’m sure I look just as desperate. Despite that, he waits until my body has fully accepted his girth and is relaxed before he begins to move again. Now there’s no pain. All I feel is the glorious friction and every heavy throb inside me.

“Oh god, that feels so good,” I moan, my hips moving in unison with his thrusts.

“This is nothing compared to the frenzy,” he growls. “But you’ll scream my name tonight, I’m damn sure of that. My name is the only one you’ll ever want on your lips again.”

He claims my mouth and ravages it with his tongue while his hips drive his length into my pussy. I whimper into his mouth, loving the way it feels to be kissed by him. Loving the way he feels inside me, especially when his thick cock moves against my g-spot, then plunges so deep it feels like he’s in my womb.

That should definitely hurt, but it’s like my body has forgotten how to feel pain. All I feel is the euphoria of our joining and a burning need for more. My nails dig into his side, clinging to him as his thrusts get harder and faster. His eyes flicker with desire, the golden flame burning like I’m the one who ignited the fire.

He tears his lips away from mine, looking into my eyes. “Look at me, mate,” he demands.

“You’re the only one I ever want to look at,” I gasp, meeting his dark gaze.

“I’ve wanted you from the moment I caught your scent,” he whispers. “I ran for days once I caught it. Nothing could keep me from my mate.”

“I sensed it… sensed you,” I breathe out. “I just didn’t know what it was.”

“It was poisoned by bitterness because of that curse,” he rumbles and I feel it in my core. “But we’re both released from it now. You can feel that, can’t you?”

“Yes, yes!” I groan, pressure building inside me.

“I waited so fucking long. I thought Mother Fate forgot me,” he pants. “But now I know the truth and I’ve found you. That’s all that matters.”

“I didn’t know what I needed,” I groan, the pressure getting tighter. “But I do now. I need you. Just you.”

“Then tell me, mate. What do you need?” he asks, his cock moving inside me, teasing the tight pressure that is begging to be released.

“Right now… I just need to come,” I mewl.

“Then come for me, mate,” he commands. “Come on my cock and show me how much you need to be claimed by your mate.”

His words send me over the edge. The pressure erupts inside me, and I cry out as my walls clamp around his cock hard enough to stop his thrusts, but only for a moment. He lets out a primal growl and plows into my slickness, the ripples of my pleasure meeting his throbbing heat.

My world narrows to nothing but euphoria as the pleasure rushes through my body. The orgasm peaks and his thunderous thrusts make the peak last so long I’m struggling to breathe when I finally come down from the incredible high. But I barely get a full breath before I feel the pressure building again.

“That’s it, squeeze my cock like a good girl,” he rumbles, hand tightening on my throat. “Show me how desperate you are to be filled with my seed.”

The thought of it triggers another eruption of bliss. Then I can’t seem to stop orgasming. Every hard thrust sends me over the edge, keening and crying. Every perfect stroke against my g-spot heightens my pleasure. Every time he goes deep, it feels like I’m going to come undone at a cellular level.

Beneath the orgasms he tears out of me, I can feel a bigger one building. Possibly the biggest one I’ve ever had. I dig my nails into his skin and let the feeling consume me. I want to be unraveled. I need it more than I need to breathe.

“Oh god!” I yell, the orgasm so close I can practically taste it. “Victor! Victor, please!”