Hunter's Claim (The Alliance, #1)

“It is a military mission,” he admitted reluctantly. “There is always danger when we go onto a planet. We have been to this one several times and I am familiar with what we are facing.”


Jesse turned her face away from him and started walking again. She wrapped her arms around her stomach protectively as she didn’t want to think of him leaving. It was just like before, when her dad had gone into work and never came home. It was just like when her mom went to the grocery store and never walked through the door again.

“When?” She choked out before clearing her throat. “When are you leaving?”

“We will arrive in their orbit by tomorrow morning,” he said staring at her stiff back. “I leave with the first wave.”

Jesse turned to look back at him with cool, calm eyes. “How long will you be gone?”

“A week, maybe longer depending on what we find on the planet. It is a small uprising by a group of different tribes against the established governing tribe that the Alliance set up,” he explained.

Jesse was silent for several long seconds before she nodded and turned back to continue walking. Hunter felt, as well as smelled, the pain and fear that she was trying to hide. He reached out and swept her up into his arms.

“What?!” Jesse gasped in surprise.

“I need you, my Jesse,” Hunter growled. “I missed you while I worked. My mind was not on repairing the transport. It was on the beauty of your skin under my hands and the taste of your * on my lips.”

“Hunter!” Jesse whispered, shocked.

Hunter chuckled as Jesse’s face flared with color before she buried it in his neck. He wasn’t lying when he said he needed her or had been thinking about her nonstop. Dagger had grunted at him more than once while they were preparing the transport they would be using to get his head back on the job.

They had worked out their schedule so that one or the other of them could be with Jesse and her sisters. Saber had drawn the first watch. He didn’t want to think about the fact that all three of them were assigned to go down to the planet and would not be here to watch over the women.

Hunter turned the corner and stepped into a small, unused relaxation room. He had discovered it four years before and used the room whenever he traveled on the Star Raider. It was smaller than the other relaxation rooms on board and hidden away. He suspected it had been designed by the original warship’s craftsman as his own personal reflection spot during the building of the warship.

“Hunter,” Jesse breathed out as he lowered her feet to the floor. “It’s beautiful.”

“Yes, it is,” Hunter murmured staring at Jesse’s profile against the large window that looked out over space. “Jesse, I need you.”

..*

Jesse glanced back over her shoulder at the thick tone in Hunter’s voice. His eyes were blazing a dark yellow-gold. She straightened from where she had leaned over the couch that was against the wall.

A shiver went through her as she reached up to undo the buttons of her tunic. She shrugged her shoulders and let the material fall to the floor at her feet. Her breasts swelled as he stared at them, her nipples taut buds begging for his attention.

She was not wearing a bra and the cool air of the warship added to the feeling of vulnerability as she stood in front of him wearing nothing but her leggings and shoes. She slowly toed her shoes off and kicked them toward her shirt. Her fingers moved to the top of her leggings and she pushed them down and kicked those aside as well until she was standing in front of him wearing nothing at all.

“I want you too, Hunter,” she whispered huskily.

“Jesse,” he growled hoarsely, taking a step toward her. “I… you make me feel things I do not understand. I look at you and my chest hurts. When I think of you in danger, I feel fear. Never have I felt this before,” he said touching her cheek.

Jesse smiled and rubbed her cheek against his hand. “You are wearing far too many clothes,” she murmured, reaching for the front of his uniform.

Hunter let her undress him. It was such an erotic feeling to have her slowly pull his clothing from his body. When she started following her fingers with her lips, he broke out in a sweat. He had planned on seducing her but it was obvious that he was the one being seduced.

“Gods, Jesse!” He groaned as she pushed him down on the long couch.

“You are beautiful, Hunter,” Jesse admitted. “I love looking at you.”

Hunter nodded silently. His eyes drooped as she pulled his boots off and tossed them to the side before she straddled him so she could pull his pants off as well. His hands immediately swept forward, cupping her breasts as they hung down in his palms.

Her increased breathing and the scent of her arousal showed that she was just as affected by undressing him as he was her. He kicked his pants off and pulled her forward until she was straddling his throbbing cock.

“Are you ready for me?” He asked, holding her gaze with his own.

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