Page 117 of The Hunt of Night

“It would be earth shattering,” I breathe, and she sighs with wonder.

“You think?”

“Fuck, Dagger. Skin on skin? It sounds like a gift from above,” I admit, the tip of my cock teasing at her entrance before I slip through her folds, teasing the both of us. I repeat the motion again and again, basking in her heat, inching a little deeper every time, and even though it may only be millimeters, it’s still pure ecstasy.

“Brody,” she whispers, my name a warning or a plea, I’m not sure.

“Imagine,” I repeat, “Fuck, Addi. Just once, one little go, please, before you tell me to stop?” I all out beg, with the head of my cock lined up with the home it so desperately wants, and Addi scoffs, making me freeze.

“You better not stop,” she bites, peering over her shoulder at me with a feral glare in her eyes.

“What?” I hear her words. I just need her to confirm them. She doesn’t use her voice. Instead, she lifts her left arm, pointing to the little star marked against her skin in the crook of her underarm. “The imprint of Ceres.” My heart ricochets in my chest, my need for her only growing at the revelation. “Are you sure?” I croak, my skin heating with the impending pleasure dancing across my body.

This girl has been walking around with birth control all this time and I’ve been using condoms? We’re going to have to rectify that.

She keeps her words to herself as she plants her palms flat against the sheets, coiling her fingers into the fabric as she pushes back against my cock in one swift move.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Our groans intertwine when her slick core doesn’t stop until I’m nestled deep in her pussy. My hands clamp down tighter on her hips, pausing her as I try to find my breath.

“Don’t fucking move, Dagger. Not unless you want me to fucking blow right now,” I grind out through clenched teeth, and she hums.

“I like the sound of that,” she mutters, the humor tingeing each word before she rolls her hips, not waiting a single second for me to bask in the sweet heat of her pussy.

My grip on her tightens in warning, but it does nothing to stop her. “Fuck, Dagger,” I snap, slipping my hand from her waist to her neck, flexing my fingers tighter as I push her back down into the mattress.

She falls with the movement, her hips tilting even more to keep me buried in her core. Taking a deep breath, using it to my advantage as I retract my cock until only the tip remains before I slam back into her at full force.

Her cries of pleasure are muffled by the sheets as I repeat the action desperately, urgently, and hungrily.

“You wanted to tip me over the edge, Addi? Well congrats, you did it,” I rasp breathlessly as I piston into her core at the perfect angle that has me hitting her g-spot with every thrust.

“Brody…fuck, Brody,” she cries into the sheets, her hands balling tighter as she holds on for dear life. I feel the moment she reaches the apex of her climax, her pussy clenching around my cock so tight, it steals my breath before she shatters.

I see stars, feeling her release coat my cock, and my movements become longer as I absorb every ounce of it until I can’t hold off anymore, and I quickly follow her off the cliff and into the heated pools of ecstasy.

Every pulse from my dick earns another ripple of pleasure from her body, leaving us to ride out every last drop until I fall flat against her.

Perspiration holds us together, mingling between us as we try to catch our breaths.

“Fuck, Brody,” she mutters, the first to break the silence, and I press a kiss to the curve of her neck.

“You’re welcome,” I reply with a grin, earning a rich laugh from her lips.

“I didn’t say thank you,” she retorts, and I run my nose over her sensitive flesh.

“You didn’t have to.”

“You’re insane.” She shakes her head, but when our eyes meet, it’s like I’ve found a beacon in the darkness. I know where home is, I know where I’m meant to be, and it’s with her.

Everything links back to her.

“You love it,” I state, pushing up off her back as I reluctantly slip my cock from her center.

“Maybe,” she breathes, a soft smile on her lips as she continues to shake her head at my antics.

Before I can tease her more on the subject, her stomach grumbles, effectively cutting me off.

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