Chapter 13 - Tessa
I’ve never had anyone overwhelm all of my senses so completely before, but Hunter is pressed against me, and I can’t ignore how every inch of me wants this.
His mouth is on mine, lips melding together so thoroughly like he can’t get enough of me, and it’s making my head spin. So much so that I don’t pull away, even if I should.
Instead, I’m kissing him back and silently begging for more.
Giving in to the longing that has been tugging at my chest for far too long is the last thing I should be doing, and yet, the opposite doesn’t feel like an option anymore.
Hunter adjusts himself on the rocks, angling closer to me while his hands settle against my hips, and my body reacts immediately.
Warmth floods my system as I instinctively bring a hand up to cup his jaw in return, and I deepen the contact because I can’t help myself. Already, I’m too far gone to look back now.
He exhales through his nose as he pushes even further into it, like he’s losing his mind just as quickly. Then he pulls back suddenly, blue eyes darkened by the surrounding night.
I blink back at him, dazed and quietly questioning why he stopped, but I watch as he pulls back enough to stand.
“What are you doing?”
Hunter’s gaze rakes over me, still just as heated as before, but a vaguely knowing look settles on his face, and he reaches for the hem of his shirt. “I’m taking advantage of the hot spring while we’re here.”
Before I can stop myself, I take in the sight of his physique, and it pulls the breath straight from my lungs.
He was always one of the bulkier males in the pack, but during his time away, it’s like he doubled his muscle mass. More tattoos litter his shoulders and down his arms, with some across his chest too. They stand out against his tan skin, making him look more rugged than ever.
That, paired with the way he looks at me, all fire and wanting, I can hardly take it.
Pulling myself together enough, I pull my gaze away when he strips out of his pants and boxers, dropping them aside carelessly before he gets in. The tips of my ears burn while I deliberately prevent myself from getting even more attached to this moment.
“Join me,” Hunter murmurs once he’s in the hot spring and surrounded by steam. He slowly approaches me while the warm water laps against his toned body, extending a hand.
Regardless of the desire fanning inside my chest, and how my body feels more pulled to him than ever before, I hesitate.
He wants me in the springs with him… naked and entirely vulnerable. The thought alone is enough to cool me down slightly.
But then he’s right in front of me, gently shifting my legs to fit closer to me. He looks down at me, studying me with the kind of reverence I’ve never seen from him.
“It would be a shame if we didn’t utilize our resources while we’re here, right?”
When he draws even closer, nose fitting next to mine, my traitorous body eases into that contact all over again, and my skin warms as I feel so magnetized to his proximity.
Hunter looks at me through his dark lashes, gradually cutting more of that space with his lips so close to touching mine again. Patiently, like he’s giving me every chance to pull away, his hands return to my hips.
“Trust me, Tessa… just this once.”
Hearing my name in that quiet, almost breathless tone of his undoes me completely.
Banishing the space left between us, I press my mouth to his again, savoring every second of it. A pleased sound reverberates in his chest, and that only makes me want more.
Hunter’s hands slide beneath my top, hot skin meeting mine while he guides the material up. He cups one of my breasts through my bralette, and he hums.
My breath catches, and the spark of pleasure it brings me intensifies from the deeply passionate way he claims my lips. With him so sure of what he wants and needs, I let myself relax, and I let go of those doubts.
The shirt comes off me in one easy movement, and the kiss is broken for a beat before he returns, tasting every inch of my mouth.
The bra is removed from me next, followed by my bottoms, while I can’t think about anything other than how badly I want this. His hands are everywhere at once, mapping me before his fingers find the waistband of my panties.
His lips trail down my neck, surrounding me with everything him before he pulls them down.
Hunter slowly peels the fabric away from my body, eyes taking in every inch of skin that’s exposed to him. Once I’m bare, he carefully pulls me into the water with him, barely restrained desire fraying at the edges of his control.
The warm water envelopes me at once, and it works the remaining tension from my body despite being wound up tight with anticipation.
Looking up at him, everything else seems to vanish from this moment. Right now, it’s just the two of us, the soothing water, and the connection thrumming like holding in a bated breath.
Before long, Hunter is pulling me towards him with an arm wrapped around my back. The moment we press together, causing the water to slosh around us, his mouth is on mine again, and he’s kissing me deeply with a stifled groan. He’s starving for this, and so am I.
A shiver immediately scurries up my spine in response, and I give in.
I feel the rocks press against my back slightly as Hunter guides me, holding and gripping my body like he’s been waiting far too long to have this chance. His palms slide down my hips, and along my thighs, and when I part them subtly, something in him unleashes.
Mouthing at my neck again, he slides a hand lower, sending excited little jolts through me the farther he goes. When he reaches the apex of my thighs, my breath hitches, and I freeze.
Slowly, his fingers brush against my clit while he feels me, getting to know every inch and each response his touch elicits from me.
My pulse quickens alongside my panting breaths under the overwhelming attention. One hand grips the closest rock while the other grounds me against his waist, and I feel every flash of pleasure that moves through me.
When I moan quietly, Hunter huffs out a stained breath and continues. He kisses my shoulder and up my neck, almost tenderly in the way he does it.
His fingers move slowly yet steadily between my thighs, stirring more bliss in me with every second. The friction is incredible, yet it somehow isn’t enough either. Whether it’s greedy or not, I don’t care… I need more of him.
Almost like he reads my mind, Hunter captures my lips again just as he slides a finger inside me, using his thumb to rub against my at the same time.
My breath hitches before a more surprised sound slips from me, and he swallows it without hesitation.
Every subtle movement he makes consumes me, leaving me chasing after the incredible sensations. Before I know it, I’m moving my hips in search of more.
Of course, this only makes him double his efforts, gaining immense satisfaction from the way I’m keening for him. He hums, sounding more like wordless praises as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge.
My thighs clamp together as the tension mounts higher in me, and when my breath catches, sparks move behind my eyelids when it all gives way. Static runs through me at once, making me tremble through the rush of my release, and I grip Hunter tighter than I mean to.
He grins with satisfaction as he slowly coaxes me through my orgasm and leaves light kisses along my neck and across my jaw. Keeping me close still, he withdraws his hand before smoothing both along my thighs beneath the water.
“That… was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmurs into the crook of my neck, leaving another kiss there before returning to my lips.
I catch my breath gradually, feeling flushed from the steam, the life-altering orgasm I just had, and from his words. It’s not something I’m used to hearing from him, and it hits me harder than it has any right to.
Swallowing hard, I look up at him, body still open despite the fuzzy feeling that still lingers in my head.
“More.”
He lifts a brow at me, looking down with that same interest, if not with more intensity now. “More?”
Nodding, I pull him closer by the waist and watch as his eyes darken. “Yes, more… please.”
Without needing to be told twice, Hunter lifts me easily and places me on the rock ledge before slotting himself between my thighs. He kisses me, letting our bodies meld together while he muffles another needy noise against my mouth.
The moment my legs wrap around him, Hunter rocks against me slowly, letting me feel the length of him against me, and we both stiffen with mutual need.
“You’re sure about this?” Hunter asks, voice already wrecked while he idly grinds against me, breath exchanging with mine.
Maybe I should be less sure, or thinking this over more thoroughly, but with his body hot and hard against mine, no other thoughts cross my mind.
“I’m sure, please, Hunter.”
With a curse under his breath, he lines himself up and slides inside me, gripping my hips while he suppresses a strained grunt like he’s using everything he has to hold out despite the pressure.
My breath catches, and my fingers dig into his back while I brace myself. After the initial stretch, my lashes flutter closed from the ripple of sensations that immediately accompany it. Once he fills me, I can’t even attempt to form any coherent words.
“Tessa…” he mumbles, breath gentle against my jaw before he returns his face to my neck, pulling in a deep inhale. Groaning, he starts to slowly move, mindful of the rocks beneath me.
Hunter picks up the pace, maintaining a speed that coaxes endless sounds from both of us, caught between breathless panting and barely restrained moans.
All of it hits me at once, and I feel the full force of what’s happening… how he’s deep inside me now and rutting like this is the one thing he has always wanted and needed. He grips me more like a man finally reaching salvation, and one who can’t get enough.
With my legs wrapped around him, my fingers press against his shoulders, and I hold on through the force behind his movements. Every thrust sends another tidal wave of ecstasy crashing over me, and without any need to stay quiet out here, I don’t.
Instead, I soak in how powerful this makes me feel, knowing that Hunter, the alpha and the golden boy who could do no wrong growing up, is falling apart inside me. He’s so far gone in this moment that all he can do is trust his base instincts.
I’ve never been in this position before, and it’s… liberating.
My fingers brush through his dark hair while I clench around him just to hear the hitch in his breath and to see the way he falters before correcting himself and driving even deeper.
But despite trying to ride that high, I’m stopped in my tracks the moment Hunter drops his hand between us, and he rubs against my clit in time with his thrusts.
The stimulation hits me so hard that I can’t even hold it in. Instead, my sounds pitch higher while I tense up from the onslaught of sensations.
“Hunter—”
White-hot pleasure rocks through me as I arch into him, head tilted back while I squeeze him one last time. My hips twitch from the pressure of my orgasm, and I cling to him as I fall apart.
In the middle of the intensity, something shifts in me, like an invisible thing locking into place. It only doubles the bliss as it surges in my chest, making me cry out for him.
Hunter grunts, holding me tight while he continues to thrust through it. Face pressed against my neck, he groans, and with a stutter of his hips in return, he pulls out at the last minute and hits his own peak.
His fingers tighten against my hip while the shockwave courses through him, panting heavily against my neck.
The rocks behind and below me feel cooler than my burning skin now, as steam continues to roll around us, contributing to the pleasant fog in my head.
Boneless now, I stay in place, somewhat needing his support to hold me up.
Freed from the frustration that had built up in me over time, it’s like I can breathe again with it out of my system.
But the reality of it is so much bigger than that, even if I don’t have it in me to look too closely at it here and now.
I just crossed the line I never meant to approach, and now, I can’t take it back.