Page 25 of Hunted

She nods, her eyes closing. I start to thrust slowly at first but soon pick up the pace, my hips slamming into hers.

"Fuck, you feel so good," I grit out, leaning in and claiming her mouth in a bruising kiss. Her taste, the feel of her tongue against mine, drives me to thrust harder, faster, chasing the pleasure that's coiling tight in my gut.

"You like that, baby girl?" I pull back, my breath hot against her neck as I speak. "You like my cock pounding into you, marking you as mine?"

"Yes, fuck,” she gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders. "It feels so good. Don't stop."

I chuckle, driving into her. "Wouldn't dream of it, littlefugl. I'm just getting started."

Needing to be even deeper, I wrap an arm around her waist and tilt her pelvis up, hitting a new angle that makes her cry out. "Fuck, Aksel!"

My name on her lips is an aphrodisiac, spurring me harder and faster, driving us toward the edge. I can feel her trembling around me, her body tightening, and I know she's close.

Leaning in, my lips brushing her ear, I murmur, "Come for me, baby girl. Let me feel you fall apart on my cock.”

Her hands grip my biceps, her nails digging in as she cries out, her body shaking as she falls over the edge. “Aksel!"

Feeling her clench around me, tightening like a vise, sends me spiraling into my own release. "Fuck!"

Driving into her one last time, I bury myself as deep as I can go, spilling myself inside her as my name falls from her lips.

Collapsing against her, I feel her arms wrap around me, holding me close. We're both breathing heavily, our sweat-soaked skin slick against each other, and I know there's no going back. This little bird is mine, and I'm hers, whether we like it or not.

13

ZARA

The ache between my thighs is incessant when I wake the next morning, making me groan. A warmth cocoons me as I shift, and I notice the heavy, muscled arm around my waist.

I tense as the memories of last night flood my mind. Aksel's powerful hands roam my body, his intense gaze piercing me, the way he claimed me repeatedly. I can't believe how much I craved his touch, how I begged for more even as he pushed me to my limits.

Thank God I’m on the pill for my acne, or I’d be scared I might have got pregnant last night how many times Aksel came inside me.

My heart races as I feel his warm breath on my neck. His grip on me is firm and possessive as if he's afraid I'll try to flee. The thought of escaping doesn't cross my mind, though. Instead, I find myself melting into his embrace, savoring the heat of his skin against mine.

I shift slightly, and he stirs, his muscles rippling. "Good morning, littlefugl," he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep. He nuzzles my hair, and I shiver at the intimacy of the gesture.

"Morning," I manage, my voice barely above a whisper.

Aksel's hand slides down my side, sending tingles through my body. "How are you feeling?" he asks.

I swallow hard, unsure how to respond. I'm still reeling from the events of last night, the way Aksel had so thoroughly dominated me and taken my virginity. But I've awoken to his raw power and magnetism, craving more.

"I'm...I'm okay," I finally manage, wincing at how unconvincing I sound.

Aksel chuckles, the rumble of it vibrating against my back. "That's good to hear." His grip tightens, and I know I'm not going anywhere, even if I want to.

I take a shaky breath, my mind racing. “Aksel, I'm not sure what this means, what we mean."

"It means you're mine. My little bird." He kisses the nape of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. “And I plan to keep you that way."

I swallow hard. “But what about my research? I can't just?—"

"Shh." Aksel cuts me off, his thumb caressing my hip soothingly. "We'll figure that out. Right now, you're exactly where you're supposed to be."

I want to protest and insist I have a life and responsibilities outside this cabin. Outside of Noway. I live in Minnesota, for fuck's sake. I turn over to look at him, and the way Aksel looks at me, with a hunger that makes my breath catch, silences any objections.

"I'm not going to let you go," he murmurs. "You belong to me now."

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