Chapter 6 #2
“Good. Saves me hunting them down for touching you.” He says the threat so casually, even when I can tell he isn’t joking.
I step away from him when I look around. “Everyone is staring at you — at us — Hunter.”
He takes my hand, drags me right into the middle of the dancers, and spins me around, pulling me to him.
I gasp as he gently places his hand on my back, careful not to touch my ribs or my arm, as he pulls our bodies flush.
He takes my other hand in his, linking our fingers and swirling me around with the music. “Now there is just us.”
And there is. With Hunter, the world fades and I don’t care about anyone else.
Just him. I know we’re in a group of a lot of people, but I only see him.
I realise I’ve only seen him since he took me, since he kidnapped me.
“Why did you ask me that question about mate bonds, Hunter? I can’t stop thinking. ..”
He cups my cheek, and I lean into his touch. “You’re my mate, Wrenley. I knew for certain when we stood in front of the dragons and you were in danger. I have waited a long time to find you and whatever fate wishes, I am yours.”
The world pauses as he says those words, as they click perfectly into my chest like it’s obvious. How did I not know before? Of course he is. How could I not have known?
We stare at each other for long moments as we dance.
“When I came to your world, I was searching for the dragon egg when I felt this pull. I can’t explain it — the feeling — just that something in my chest yanked my heart, and I followed it.
I found your castle with so many celebrations happening that it made it so easy to slip inside with my shadows.
I picked up your scent. The vanilla and the hazelnut with a taste of salt.
Things that just are you, Wren. I followed it to your room, and I was surprised to see the egg there.
That was not what I was looking for at that point.
I was annoyed because I’d got what the dragons wanted and if I left it there to search for the scent, the person I was following, they would search my memories and punish me by killing someone here. ”
I feel my eyes watering and my heart is slamming a beat in my chest. He was looking for me. His mate.
“I stood in that room and decided what to do. Then I felt you coming closer. When you opened that door and stepped in, I thought — finally, I found my queen. I’ve looked for you for such a long time.
Begged, pleaded, done everything to survive just on the off chance I would find you.
You were the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life.
It was like getting hit by a storm when I first saw you, and I didn’t want the storm to end.
When you started talking, I had to play a part so that when the dragons looked in my mind, they saw nothing of any concern.
They didn’t know what you were to me, so I avoided even thinking or accepting what you were.
I bit you, not for power, but just to taste you for myself.
I brought you here, and I risked you, and I shouldn’t have, but it was worth it because I just wanted you close.
I will take you back to your family no matter what happens in the final game because that’s what you deserve, but part of me wishes you’d stay here. I just want to know you.”
I lean up and press my lips against his.
It’s the first time I’ve kissed someone like this, and he hesitates for a second, I think, just in pure shock, before the two of us collide.
His lips devour mine. His hands dig into my hair, and he pulls me tight against him.
I loop my hands around the back of his neck, pulling myself as close as I possibly can to him because he tastes like home.
Like something I’ve been searching for a very long time, and I do not want to be apart from him ever again.
I barely register Hunter walking us back to my room, not until he shuts the door and we both stare at each other.
His eyes slowly run down my body. “If you want to wait, I’ll leave. It is up to you.”
“I don’t want to wait, but I haven’t done this before.
” I admit. His eyes darken and he closes the space between us in a heartbeat.
I gasp as he steals my lips and walks us back to the bed, tugging at my top and pulling it up.
We break apart long enough for him to tug my top over my head, and his eyes drift to my bare chest. I’m not big-chested, but his groan at the sight of my breasts tells me he doesn’t care.
Hunter cups my breasts, rolling his thumb over my nipples, and I moan, clutching his arms. He pushes me back on the bed, and I laugh as he smiles down at me.
I watch as he strips for me, his shirt and cloak going first, then he kicks his boots off before pushing down his trousers.
I’ve seen drawings in educational books of men’s cocks, but his is strong, proud and thick as it juts up against his stomach. “Can I touch you, Hunter?”
He nods once. “Touch me any way you wish, my queen.” So I do.
Hunter groans as I run a hand up the silky length of him, his hips thrusting into my grip.
I run the tip of my thumb over his tip and he snaps.
Hunter leans over me, pulling off my boots and leggings in one go, leaving me bare for him.
I don’t know what he is doing as he kneels at the end of my bed and pushes my thighs apart. “My turn.”
He kisses me between my legs. Oh, my deities.
My back arches off the bed as his hot tongue sweeps over my pussy, teasing and licking.
I moan and wiggle on the bed, feeling an orgasm building fast. Hunter knows, and he purposefully flicks his tongue faster, just as he slides two fingers inside me.
I cry out in pure bliss, pleasure spreading across every part of my body until I can’t think straight.
Hunter climbs up me, pushing the head of his thick cock against my soaking wet entrance.
His lips devour mine as he pushes into me, inch by inch, until he finally bottoms out inside me and I cry out as I feel a sharp sting of pain.
Hunter goes still, kissing me softly, waiting for me to be ready.
“Fuck, you’re tight. You make me want to come in this sweet pussy when I’ve barely fucked you. ”
“Move. Please. I need—” I moan, needing to feel more.
When he moves... oh... I never want him not to be inside me.
I dig my nails into his enormous arms as he pounds into me, the room filling with the sounds of my moaning and his groans.
He feels so, so good. Hunter reaches between us to play with my clit, and soon I’m right on the edge, unable to handle it.
Hunter’s teeth sink into my neck as I come, and the pleasure triples.
I scream his name as I clench around him and his hips jerk as he comes inside me with a groan of pleasure.
Softly he removes his teeth, rolling us over and pulling me to his chest. “You’re so fucking incredible, Wren. You’re made for me.”
I kiss his cheek. “You’re made for me too, Hunter. When can we do that again?”
Hunter laughs, rolling us back and kissing me before thrusting his already hard cock back into me. Turns out — we can do this all night.