Page 78 of Fated to the Hunters
“What a gentleman he is.” Resting his weight on one elbow, he let the other travel over her shoulders and down her arm. He took her wrist in his and guided it to lay on his waist. “You’re so tense, princess.”
Sealing his mouth around that sweet spot he sucked hard, until a deep purple bruise formed. She breathed out something close to a moan, and he took it as a challenge. One skilled hand slipped behind her back, expertly unhooking her bra. Without having to ask, she slowly fed the straps down her arms and tossed the garment to the floor.
Satisfied with the mark on her neck, he moved on. He mouthed over her collarbone, licking over the hollow of her throat. Her skin vibrated under his lips. One of her hands twisted into his hair to guide him, the other explored the ridges over his back. With each kiss he placed further south, she seemed to relax more. His dick was painfully hard, throbbing against his zipper—but he didn’t care. His pleasure would come soon enough. Denying himself would only make the release so much sweeter.
Torture didn’t have to be knives cutting through his flesh, or whips cracking against him until he bled. It could be wellachieved by denying himself relief. He wouldn’t dare tell her the pictures that formed. He would hide those sick needs from her as long as he could. That was what scared him about the bond the most: she would know his every secret.
Vince and Mateo could barely handle his emotions, and Scarlett was much more precious and delicate than they were.
Forcing himself to return to the matter at hand, he palmed one of her tits, tweaking her nipple with his fingers while his tongue slithered over the other. The combined actfinallydrew out a sweet moan from her. His hand covering her whole breast, a perfect fit so to speak—shewas perfect. Then again, of course she was. Her goddess had created them for each other—every piece of them. He didn’t linger long, his mouth already watering with the thought of what was to come. Maybe he would be the first to fuck her with his tongue. And if not, he at least was the first of her three mates to taste her orgasm.
Ezra pressed kisses over her soft stomach, risking a glance. Her eyes were closed, lips parted in a contented smile. Fuck, she was beautiful, and pride filled his heart to call her his. There was no way he would ever want anyone else. And it was then that he knew with certainty that he would protect her from all harm—even if it killed him.
Ezra pressed a kiss to each hip bone, then curled his fingers around her waistband. “Will you let me steal these too?”
Scarlett bobbed her head eagerly, lifting her hips to give him space. He slid the fabric down her thighs and off her legs, sitting back to admire the woman in front of him. His fingers danced up her inner thighs. There were a few stretch marks along his way, and he couldn’t wait for those curves to return to her once she was less stressed and her appetite came back.
“So beautiful,” he hummed, clasping her hips.
Scarlett panted, chest heaving, her body seemingly forced to stay still as he let his fingers travel over her lower stomach.Peering between her thighs, he couldseeher need and well, even he couldn’t torture an innocent woman.
Ezra dove in, kissing her left thigh and then her right before turning his attention to her awaiting pussy. He licked over her, earning himself a quivered moan, before he flattened his tongue against her clit. Her fingers twisted into his hair and if she was aware of how hard she tugged, she didn’t care.
Neither did Ezra.
He was the closest to heaven he would ever be, and he ate it up. He swirled around the sensitive bundle of nerves and applied more pressure, getting her thighs quivering. He tried to push a finger in, only to pull back when she tensed. Instead, he dove in with his tongue. He twirled and licked until liquid dripped down his chin. Spitting on his fingers, he tried again. This time, Scarlett relaxed and let him in, and he made a mental note to stash lubricant across the house.
“You’re doing so well,” he hummed, carefully adding a second finger. “Are you enjoying yourself?”
Scarlett nodded, gasping as he curled his fingers and found the spot that drove her wild.
“Me too, princess.” And he was back on her clit, sucking and licking her while his fingers fucked her oh so softly.
“Ezra,” she moaned, arching into his touch.
He was merciless, desperate to see her fall apart for him andonlyhim. Seeing it for Mateo had been a pleasure, but in his bed, she was all his. He sucked harder, his tongue flicking against her as he drove her to her climax. Moans turned into cries that created a sweet melody that made his cock throb.
Scarlett crashed over the edge, tensing and scrabbling to pull him off her oversensitive clit. He lingered for a moment, then rested against her thigh to take in the sight in front of him. Her chest was heaving, her pulse visibly throbbing beneath her skin.Her head was relaxed on the pillow, her body glistening with sweat as she came down from the high.
“You’re gorgeous,” he praised. When she peered down her body at him, he slowly withdrew his fingers and sucked them into his mouth, humming at the taste that spread over his tongue. She tastedincredible.Even more so, the sight clearly aroused her. He crawled back up her body, bracing himself with his hands on the pillow. As he spoke, his lips brushed her forehead. “Never have I seen anything more precious.”
He kissed his way down, meeting her already parted lips. She latched onto his hair like reins, and he dove in for another kiss.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Scarlett
“Breathe,” Ezra chuckled, pulling back from her lips and giving her afilthygrin.
Her body still quivered from her orgasm, and sparks zapped over every point where their skin touched. It was a warmth that seeped into her skin, through her veins and settled into her bones.
“I would like to hold you,” Ezra said, pulling her back to reality.
“I would like that very much,” she admitted, still breathless.
A moment later, they were under the covers. Ezra’s arms wrapped around her while she rested her head on his chest. His heart was beating just as fast as hers as he smoothed a hand down her thigh, hitching her leg behind the knee and laying it over his body. Her eyes closed and she let his heartbeat entrance her into a dreamy sleep. As much as she fought it, she loved how he felt wrapped around her. It soothed a deep wound in her heart that had opened over the past few months. Ever since she’ddenied herself her mates, she’d been trying to ignore the tear in her soul that she’d caused—for everyone involved.
Soft whispers drifted through, but Scarlett hovered on the edge of sleep.
