16. Hunter
Chapter 16
Hunter
I lay with Greedy for a while after we came down from the high of fucking each other senseless on the bathroom floor, cuddling close and whispering sweet affirmations.
He tried to apologize countless times, but I wasn’t interested in hearing it. He had absolutely nothing to apologize for.
I reveled in the intensity. The pent-up anger. The primal, reckless dirty talk as he pounded into me. It was excruciatingly intimate and surprisingly healing for him to fuck me with the intent of knocking me up, even if it was only words spewing from him in the heat of the moment.
I never would have guessed Greedy would have a breeding kink. I’m already dreaming about when I can experience it again.
Once his breathing evened out and I was sure he was asleep, I snuck out of bed, intent on taking a quick shower and finishing my nighttime routine.
I’m blotting toner along my forehead when the bathroom door creaks open and Levi’s bright blue eyes meet mine in the mirror.
“Shh,” I tell him, waving him into the room.
He enters and silently pulls the door closed. “Is G asleep?” he whispers, coming to stand beside me with his back against the vanity.
I take him in from head to toe. It’s been a long day for all of us, most especially him, but he doesn’t look tired. In fact, he’s practically glowing.
“You checkin’ me out, Daisy?”
I grin. “Always. Yes, Greedy’s asleep. Did you have a good day?” I toss the cotton pad I was using and quickly dab on my nighttime moisturizer.
Without responding, he watches me.
“What?” I don’t ever feel self-conscious in front of my guys, but with the way he’s looking at me right now…
“I had the best day.” If possible, his smile widens. “But you and I have unfinished business, pretty girl.” He captures me by the hips, hauls me toward him, and tips my chin up so he has better access to my mouth.
I squeal, though the sound cuts off quickly.
Oh . He’s right. We do have unfinished business.
“We have to be quiet.” I return his kiss and wrap my arms around his neck. When the brim of his ball cap hits me, I turn it backward.
He grins into my mouth, teasing me with playful strokes of his tongue. “You’re so sweet, Daisy. I could kiss you for hours and it still wouldn’t be enough.”
And kiss me, he does.
Every caress of his tongue and nip at my lips sends glimmers of want through my stomach. Levi may be a pussy-eating prodigy, but he’s also a grand master when it comes to making out.
By the time he breaks away, I’m breathless and worked up all over again.
A-plus, Levi Moore.
Ten out of ten. No notes.
When he pulls back, his cheeks flushed and his chest rising and falling fast, he smirks.
I place my hand over his heart and revel in the way it feels beating against my palm. He grasps my wrist and places the gentlest kiss on my fingertips.
It’s magical, knowing that this man wants me just as keenly as I want him.
Mind, body, and soul, I want to give myself to him completely and make him pinky promise to never let me go.
Head bowed now, he peppers my neck with kisses, each one lingering a little longer than the last. I’m panting by the time he makes it to the hollow of my throat.
“You a little worked up, pretty girl?” He kisses my collarbone and trails his tongue along my shoulder as he makes quick work of undoing the belt of my robe.
He nudges the fabric off one shoulder and grabs me behind the thighs, then lifts and places me on the edge of the bathroom counter.
Straightening, he tosses his hat. “Don’t need this for what I plan to do to you.” Then, without preamble, he takes a knee.
“Wait.” I snap my legs closed.
He swiftly pries them apart, focus narrowed on my face.
“You’re going to taste Greedy if you go down on me.” God, I can only imagine how swollen I am, too. Greedy fucked me so hard. I’m throbbing now, and I know I’ll still ache tomorrow.
He groans and tosses his head back. “Fucking perfect.” When he returns his attention to me, his eyes are burning like the hottest blue flames. He kisses and nips at my flesh, blazing a trail up my thigh. “I’m gonna eat him right out of you. Spread your legs wider and put them over my shoulders, pretty girl. I want to see for myself how pink and puffy our boy has made you.”
Oh .
Fuck.
Pushing down my insecurities, I spread my legs wide for him to see.
He stares at my center, licking his lips, then dives in to make a feast of my cunt.
With both hands, he holds me open, giving himself even better access. He laps at my clit, alternating flicks and long licks in a delicious rhythm. Already, I’m dripping on the counter and a combination of my juices and Greedy’s cum coats Levi’s lips and chin.
“Fucking delicious.” Head tilted to one side, he thrusts his tongue up into me.
It’s a heady, subtle sensation. He’s barely breaching me with the tip of it, but as he establishes a rhythm, my thighs tremble and warmth gathers in my core. Within seconds, little zaps of electricity start up, sizzling through my nerves.
He’s so much gentler than Greedy was earlier, but he’s no less effective.
My pussy spasms involuntarily. My thighs try to clench around his head, but he uses his hands to hold me open as he devours me.
With both hands in his hair, I tip my head back. Giving in to this moment. Offering him all of me, unabashed and unashamed.
The telltale tightness in my hips and thighs keys us both in to how close I am.
“Come for me, Daisy. Push out everything Greedy gave you and fill my mouth.”
Fuck .
That does it.
His dirty command. His insatiable desire not only for me, but for the man we both love.
My orgasm crests, and as slow waves of pleasure undulate through my core, creating a ripple effect against the walls of my pussy, I throw my head back farther, lost in absolute ecstasy.
Swell after swell crashes over me, each one stronger than the last.
Just when I think I’ve peaked, another wave crashes over me.
Levi doesn’t let up, lapping at every drop I give him.
Then, as he presses his thumb to my clit, I shatter.
A second orgasm stacks on top of the first, this one hot and fiery and wet .
So. Fucking. Wet.
“ Fuck yes . Soak me, Daisy. Give me every fucking drop.”
My mind short-circuits and my body turns to goo.
I lose sense of time and place. My breathing halts. I’m nothing but sensation. Surging, never-ending, sopping-wet sensation.
When I finally stop coming, I steady myself on my elbows and peer down.
My heart lurches when I take him in. Shit.
He wasn’t joking.
His face is practically dripping, his white T-shirt so soaked I can see the distinct lines of his shoulders and upper chest through the fabric.
He’s also grinning, a proud, deeply satisfied expression painted on his face. Clearly, I don’t have anything to worry about. He fucking loved it.
“That was incredible.” Angling forward, he places a gentle kiss between my thighs.
I scrape my nails against his head, my mind still a scattered mess after the intensity and deliciousness of my orgasms. We should clean up. I should offer to return the favor. At the very least—
“Fucking seriously?”
Levi and I both startle and plummet back to reality.