Page 111 of Fated to the Hunters
She washisand knew that no matter how much he needed her, he would never misuse the trust of fully giving herself to him. Her body shook and her eyes rolled back. The faster and harder he took her, the more her brain fogged. There was nothing but his touch and the obscene sounds filling the room. Her whole world revolved aroundhimand their rapidly-building climaxes. Her body tensed and her breathing felt heavy as her heart almost exploded in her chest.
Vince groaned, increasing his speed, forcing her orgasm to last until he pulsed inside her, his cum spilling in a hot rush. His teeth sank into her neck, muffling his groan and leaving a dark red mark.
She panted, scrabbling at his arm to tug him away. “Too much. Please,” she begged, sighing with relief when he released her.
“You did so well,” he hummed and if she hadn’t felt so blissful, she would’ve told him she hadn’t done anything to deserve such praise. “Let’s get you cleaned up and fed.”
She tried to push herself to a sitting position, but her arms shook. Like the perfect gentlemen he was, Vince swooped her up and carried her to the bathroom bridal style. He didn’t knock, so she was surprised to see Ezra standing before the mirror washing shaving cream off his chin.
Ezra patted the counter next to the sink, a hungry gaze raking over her body, still naked from the waist down. “I was hoping you’d bring her to me.”
Placing a towel on the stone, Vince sat her down and kissed her cheek. His lips ran over her jaw and brushed a whisper against her ear that made her shudder. “Ezra will take good care of you.”
After another far-too-short kiss, Vince left. She looked after him, feeling as if she’d dismissed him. She didn’t want him to feel as if he was replaceable.
“Focus, little princess.” Ezra took her chin between his thumb and index, turning her attention to him. She pressed her thighs together so she didn’t make a mess, but Ezra shoved at her knees. “Let me see.”
Though she didn’t want to and was rather ashamed of it, she opened her legs. Ezra’s fingers teased over her inner thigh. She couldn’t watch nor could she look him in the eyes, so she let her gaze drop to his chest. It didn’t seem as if he’d just showered, with both his skin and his hair bone dry.
Ezra groaned, deep and long as he ran his fingers through the dense curls between her thighs. “So pretty,” he hummed, swiping his fingers through Vince’s cum and pushing it back into her. “One day you’ll be filled with mine until you bear me an heir.”
Ezra captured her lips in a devouring kiss, saving her from having to form an answer. He pulled back, then the sounds of a foil wrapper echoed off the walls. He situated himself between her knees, guiding her to the edge of the stone countertop by his hands on her hips. He pushed himself into her, and she felt Vince’s seed dripping out. She clenched her muscles, trying to stop the mess, but Ezra didn’t seem pleased with that.
“Look down,” he demanded, forcing her gaze when she didn’t do it herself. “Look at how pretty your pussy is filled with cum and my cock.”
Ezra’s shameless words sent shivers down her spine. She stared down at herself, both aroused and horrified as he embedded himself into her. Vince’s cum spilled and she stared down unable to look away.
“Only if it were mine,” he daydreamed out loud. “Fuck, I would come over and over until you couldn’t take it. I would make the other two watch. I’d be theonlyone allowed to touch you until you were pregnant.”
Ezra’s words scratched some itch deep inside Scarlett that she never knew existed. He sank into her, and she grabbed onto his shoulders for support. She arched into him, his hands on her waist as he held her in place for his first slow thrust. She watched as he slammed into her again and again, cum dripping to the floor beneath her. At first, she hadn’t wanted to look at all.
Now she never wanted to see anything else.
“You love it, don’t you?” Ezra slammed harder, his voice shaking. “Watching me fuck you with another man’s cum already dripping from your pretty little cunt.”
His words were so dirty and she loved every single one of them. Never had a man talked to her like he did—never used much profanity—but she couldn’t get enough of it.
“You came for him, didn’t you?” Thrust after thrust shook her body as his tight grip held her in place for him. “Moaned for another man and now you’re letting me fuck you again. Such a needy little princess.”
Scarlett only panted in response, letting Ezra use her to his heart’s every desire. She lost herself when his hand slipped over her hip bone and his thumb pressed onto her clit without obstructing much of her view. He wanted her to watch him take her with someone else’s cum. It was as if he used it to fulfil his fantasy, while claiming her once more for himself.
Scarlett fell into her second orgasm, thighs twitching and muscles burning. His thumb eased, but never fully left as he usedher to find his own climax. She hadn’t recovered fully when Ezra grunted, his cock pulsing out his cum inside her.
“One day,” he whispered into her ear. She couldn’t tell if it was a promise or a threat—but the thrill excited her either way.
He pulled out and tossed the condom into the trash, then reached over to turn the shower on. He wiped himself down with a wet cloth. It only showed how serious he was about waiting until she was ready. Ezra picked her up, carried her into the shower, and slowly lowered her feet to the tile floor. Her legs still didn’t feel right, so she leaned against Ezra’s chest for quite some time before she felt ready to function.
“Ezra?”
“Yes?”
“When you say you want an heir, does that mean you only want a boy?”
“No, but imagine a wolf with magic blood.”
“I’ve never heard of that.”
“Neither have I.” One hand secured her body around the waist while his other combed her hair away from her face. “I just want my bloodline to continue. It doesn’t matter how. The only thing I care is that we raise them right.”
