Heart of the Hunter

I LAY BACK ON THE kitchen floor and braced myself for him. The tile felt cold on my lower back and bare bottom half, but I was on fire otherwise. I was so wet between my legs that any time I rubbed my thighs together they slid back open as if they refused to close for him. I moved my hand down to touch myself and in a flash he was on top of me, placing a hand behind my head and wrapping the other one around my throat to hold my jaw steady as he pressed his lips to mine. I felt him rub himself against me and I began to breathe harder and deeper. His wet tongue in my mouth sent me back moments ago to when it was opening me up and running his mouth over my clitoris, sending me into spasms of pleasure. He moved his hand from my head to my * and hooked his fingers inside of me again, pressing down and causing my insides to clench. I let out a loud moan into his mouth. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. When he took the pressure off, I gasped in relief and tried to catch my breath. Hunter moved his mouth from mine to my collarbone and put his teeth on me. He was devouring me. I felt like I was slipping in and out of consciousness, blacking out by his touch and then brought crashing back to the light at his will.

Hunter pushed himself off of me again and was kneeling in front of me, spreading my legs as open as they could be. He ran his hand down the inside of my leg and placed his finger back inside me. His finger was driving me wild. With his weight off me, I arched my back and when he used his thumb to spread my wetness and tease my clitoris, I let out a scream. I couldn’t remember the last time I raised my voice for any reason, but I was not under my own control anymore. I was under his.

I closed my eyes, trying to focus on every nerve firing at once when suddenly, I felt a sharp pain between my thighs and heard a primal roar from above me. Hunter had pushed himself inside me and it was unlike anything I had felt before. He sunk down on top of me and buried his entire cock between my legs. I was opened up wider than I had ever been and both pain and pleasure shot through my whole body. I could feel a heaviness in my core and when he pulled himself out, I felt the air rush back to my lungs.

When he plunged himself in again I felt my eyes go wide and I dug my nails into his back, holding on to the moment and bracing for all the feeling it brought. My mouth was open, but there was no sound. I had never experienced this before. The sheer weight of him pushing himself into me and the release when he pulled away caused my body to convulse with his every move. Every thrust in sent a shockwave of feeling through me, starting between my legs and shooting out to every inch of my body.

Every thrust got harder.

Every thrust got faster.

He was going deeper inside me each time, hitting a new spot, sending me to a new height of pleasure, driving me to sensations I had never known existed. I closed my eyes harder, trying to feel everything even more intensely, and I started to feel the top of my head hitting the wall that had been feet away moments ago. I opened my eyes to see Hunter’s hard, muscular body being thrown into me with its full force. He had one hand wrapped in my hair, pinning my head down, and the other was now propped against the wall to keep him from driving me through it.

His hair hung down in sweaty strands over his face and he groaned with every pump of his cock. I could feel myself tightening even more around him and as I did, he only thrust harder into me. He flipped his head back, taking the hair out of his face, and our eyes met. As he drove faster and harder, he looked into me ever more deeply. There was a tension building inside of me and I could feel myself getting wetter and tighter around him. He took his arm from the wall and lowered his body into me. I could barely handle the pressure and bit down on his shoulder as he made his movement slower. With every stroke, he rubbed his hard body against mine and went deeper inside me, sending my body and mind to places it had never imagined. I could feel myself going over the edge. I was closer and closer every second.

I couldn’t take it anymore. The pain, the pleasure, I needed it all to be released. As I stared up into his raging blue eyes I managed to squeeze out one word between gasping for breath.

“Please,” I begged. “Please.”

Hunter stared down at me and made his thrusts harder and deeper. He wasn’t ready to let me go yet.

“Please, Hunter” I begged.

He was gritting his teeth and roared louder every time he pushed himself into me.

“Please, Hunter, please, now.” I was at his complete mercy.

He stared deep into me and finally spoke.

“Come. Fucking come for me, Kelly.”

With one final push of his heavy cock, he roared, filling the entire kitchen with his terrible sound. I could feel him fill me with everything he had been holding inside. It was as if he’d been dying to pour himself into me since the moment we’d met. At last, we were both free.

I felt my whole inside flip and somersault, like I was being emptied of every sensation he had built up with every touch of his hand, flick of his tongue, and stroke of his cock. The pain, the pleasure, it all poured out of me and I felt weightless.

I came.

I came again and again, and with each pulse inside me a new wave of ecstasy rushed over my entire body. I struggled to hold Hunter close and wrapped my legs tight around his back as he pushed his body deep inside me. I felt him throbbing as he emptied all of himself into me. All his power was shooting through him and into me. I could feel myself screaming, but all I heard was him granting me permission to do so. He had let me go. He had allowed me to be released from this moment, but at the same time, I knew now more than ever that I was his.





Chapter 11


Hunter

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