Page 48 of The Devil's Hunt

Right then.

I shouted for my men to leave a four-wheeler for us to get home, and I lifted her into my arms, walking into the woods, far enough away to be out of sight of my men. I finally stopped at a secluded spot surrounded by towering trees and thick underbrush. A soft bed of moss cushioned our footsteps as we approached a large tree with gnarled roots protruding from its base. Without hesitation, I pushed her against it, my gold devil's mask falling to the ground with a clatter. We were enveloped in the earthy scent of moss and the gentle rustling of leaves above, creating a sense of safety and intimacy amidst the chaos surrounding us.

Her warm, delicate hands were on me, unzipping my pants with a sense of urgency and desire. As the material slid down past my hips and over my backside, a shiver of anticipation ran through me. The air was thick with the scent of her perfume and blood, and mingled with the musky aroma of arousal. My heart raced as I waited for what would come next, my body aching for her touch. She ripped my shirt open, ran her hands across my chest, and kissed me. Our lips collided in a frenzy of hunger and need, our tongues dancing together. The taste of her, the warmth of her mouth against mine, and the metallic tang of blood mixed with her sweetness sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my veins. There was an untamed fierceness to her kiss, as if she channeled all her pent-up emotions into this moment.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around my waist. Our bodies molded together as if they were made to fit perfectly in that moment of raw intensity. Her lips were like fire against mine, igniting a flame that burned through every fiber of my being. My hands roamed over her body, rough and calloused against the softness of her skin.

She moaned into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer, urging me to take her. The urgency in her touch matched the wild hunger coursing through my veins, and I pressedher harder against the tree, my body molding to hers as if we were two halves of a whole.

Our embrace had no gentleness, only a raw power fueled by a shared need for release.

"What do you need?" I asked her, my words whispered across her lips.

"Everything." She kissed me again, pressing her entrance against my tip.

Then, with a primal growl, I claimed her. I buried myself deep within her, feeling her walls squeeze me tightly in response. The sensation was beyond anything I had ever experienced. It was as if the walls of the forest were echoing the intensity of our union. Her eyes, now shining with a fierce determination, locked with mine as we moved in sync. It was like time had ceased to exist, and all that mattered was our connection.

As I pumped into her, I couldn't help but feel a deep emotional connection forming. It wasn't just sex, it was something more. It was us, becoming one in the most intimate way possible. I gripped her hips, pulling her closer, my lips finding her neck, tasting the sweat and blood that mingled there. I wanted to consume her, to take her completely and fully, to make her mine.

As we continued, her body trembled beneath me, matching the rhythm of our movements. She moaned softly, her voice a siren's call that echoed through the trees, urging me on. I felt her release begin to take hold, and it was all I could do to hold back my own as I thrust into her, wanting to be as close to her as possible.

Our bodies collided, sweat mingling as we continued to move in a frenzied dance. Her fingers clawed at my back, her nails digging into my skin, ripping into my flesh. With a cry, she arched her back, meeting me deeper with every thrust as her orgasm overtook her. The sensation of her spasming around me pushed me over the edge as well, and I let out a primal roar, my release joining hers as I filled her with my seed.

We collapsed onto the moss, our breaths coming in ragged gasps as we lay there, caught in the aftermath of our passion.

For a moment, we remained still, our bodies entwined, our hearts beating in sync like two parts of a single entity. As I pulled away and looked into her eyes, I saw the same raw emotion reflected back at me.

"I thought I knew every twisted corner of your mind, Mila. I believed that nothing could surprise me, but I was wrong. You're capable of things I never imagined. You're not just a wild rabbit—you're a vicious predator that craves the darkness as much as I do. That makes us perfect for each other."

She smiled up at me, her eyes soft and vulnerable. "But now that I've shown you the depths of my darkness, will you still want me?"

"More than ever," I whispered, brushing a lock of hair from her sweat-dampened forehead. "Do you know what I want, Mila?" I whispered into her ear, my breath warm against her skin.

She shook her head, her eyes locked on mine as I continued, "I want you to take me deeper. I want you to understand the darkness within me and embrace it. I want you to be everything to me and nothing to anyone else."

Her lips parted as she made a silent vow. "I am yours in this life and the next," she swore, her words echoing through the darkness around us. "There is no one but you."

And I believed her.

20

TWENTY

MILA

My body was on the verge of collapse as Archer carried me through the dense woods, my bones aching with exhaustion. A loud engine growled in the distance, and I could see a four-wheeler waiting for us up ahead. Kai stood by it, his smirk evident, even from a distance. As we approached, I noticed another man standing nearby, his dark hair slicked to the side with striking green eyes that mirrored Archer's. He sat atop a sleek dirt bike, radiating confidence and control.

"Did you get attacked by a bear? We heard loud animal sounds, kind of like a weird grunting," Kai teased Archer, winking at me.

"You didn't have to wait for us," Archer said as he set me down on the four-wheeler and got atop it, straddling the seat and pulling me to him. "Wrap your legs around me, baby," he instructed.

I did as I was told, using his body to keep me upright.

"We wanted to," Kai responded. "Plus, Theo wanted to see the celestial being that tamed the devil."

Archer's chest rumbled against my body as he laughed. "Theo, this is Mila. Mila, this is Theo," he introduced us. I lifted my head to meet his gaze.

Theo's eyes held a mischievous glint as he extended his hand toward me.

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