Page 149 of Fated to the Hunters
“I would love to.” Mateo wouldn’t last long, but she had two other willing men to meet all her needs. Fucking her bare was like a dream come true. “Please,” Mateo begged, unable to help the whine in his tone.
Slowly, very slowly, Scarlett nodded.
Then Vince finally found his voice again. “Scarlett, you can go to the bathroom and freshen up, if that eases your mind.”
As if Vince’s words had broken some spell, she scrambled to her feet and left.
“What the fuck?” Ezra hissed quietly. “She doesn’t need to clean up.”
Vince pushed himself to stand and grimmed down at Ezra. “Clearly neither of you noticed the open box of tampons in the bathroom. You really think she’s going toenjoywhatever comes after you pull one of those out of her?”
Both men snapped their mouths shut. Vince disappeared, returning with washcloths and towels from the linen closet. Mateo followed his example and started lighting candles, if for no other reason than to have something to do—otherwise he might blow in his pants before Scarlett could lay a hand on him.
When Scarlett returned, she was wearing nothing but Vince’s shirt. She shuffled nervously on her heels with her thighs pressed together, so Mateo held out his hand. Visibly relieved, she took his invitation and let him lay her on the towel he’d spread over the couch.
“Don’t be nervous,” Mateo told her. “For me there is no difference other than not wearing a condom.”
“It’s just so messy.”
Mateo nudged her legs apart with his knees and leaned over to kiss the bridge of her nose. “Then close your eyes, my love.” Out of the corner of his eye he saw Vince sit back in an armchair and Ezra approach the two of them. “What would ease your mind?”
“I wish I could feel that it doesn’t bother you.”
“Some day soon you will. Can you trust my words and actions until then?”
Scarlett nodded and brushed his hair out of his face. “I trust you.”
Ezra settled back down next to her on the floor, his fingers twirling her hair. “We don’t mind a little blood. We’ve had plenty on our hands.”
Scarlett closed her eyes, releasing the tension from her body. “I know, I’m just overthinking.”
“We’d better turn that busy mind of yours off,” Ezra chuckled, capturing her face to drown her thoughts in a kiss.
Mateo shucked his pants and started trailing kisses over her stomach to her full, gorgeous breasts. Scarlett’s body was filling out more and more with a proper diet and exercise, and Mateo loved it. One hand braced his weight beside her, the other grabbed her thigh and lifted it up to adjust her hips. She was so immersed in Ezra’s kiss that she willingly let Mateo manipulate her body, his tip already pressing against her pussy. He knew she would think too much if he tried working her open with his fingers, and he hoped the extra lubrication would let him take her without much prep.
Ezra had Mateo’s back, pushing his hand between them and claiming her clit. She was still drowning in Ezra’s kiss, her body arching towards Mateo’s touch as he slowly sank his aching cock into her. He knew the moment he had her, he would hate going back to the condoms, longing for the few days a month he would be able to take her bare. He also knew he would have to fight Ezra to have her, but that was a problem to deal with in the future.
Ezra didn’t hide how impatient he was to have her too. The only reason he wasn’t holding a knife to his throat and taking her for himself was Scarlett. She clearly wanted Mateo, and her needs came before any of theirs.
Sucking her nipple into his mouth, Mateo ground into her, circling his hips to give her time to stretch—and to buy him time before he lost it. Scarlett moaned and whimpered, Ezra inhaling every sound as if they were the air he needed to live. Part of Mateo wanted him to fuck off. Ezra had spent the past week alone with her, he didn’t need her now. But Mateo immediately banished the thought. That was his friend and Scarlett clearly wanted him there too.
So, he sucked harder and started thrusting, letting his mind drift to the pleasure of her walls contracting around him as Ezra worked her clit faster. He fell into the bliss of finally having her, hearing her moans and feeling her body match him for every thrust. He moved faster, turning his mouth to her other breast, flicking his tongue against the hardened pearl there. Mateo drove into her harder and faster, his body working beyond his control and before he knew it, he was falling off the edge. His climax slammed into him like a freight train, and seemed to go on for hours. Weeks of pent up frustration boiled down to Mateo pulsing burst after burst of hot cum inside her.
Pain shot through his scalp, and then he was moving, Scarlett soothing the pain with her lips on his. She fed him her moans, her walls tightening around his cock and her body twitching as she found her own release.
When he freed her from the kiss to take in the view of her still shaking body, she was panting for air. Her eyes were closed and her head lolled back onto the pillow while Ezra spoiled her with kisses along her jawline.
Tracing her hip bones with his thumb, Mateo let his gaze drift to Vince who was still sitting in his armchair with a lazy smile on his lips. Fuck, Mateo hated himself for how he’d treated him the past days, but he had no time to dwell. Ezra was now demanding his share.
“Come here, little princess.”
And with that, he tugged at her body until she knelt beside the couch. Mateo quickly offered her a pillow for her knees and grabbed a cloth to clean himself. Mateo thought she would freak out if she saw all the blood but thankfully, she was too distracted by Ezra twisting her head for a kiss to notice.
Ezra didn’t waste any time and pumped into her, her hands clawing the couch cushions for support. Mateo situated himself in front of her, his cock already swelling again. Guiding herhand, he wrapped her fingers around his shaft. She followed his lead, letting him pump his dick into her fist. Cum-drunk, she surprised all of them by leaning forward, her tongue darting out to swipe along Mateo’s cockhead. He grunted and stilled completely, terrified that one wrong move would scare her away.
Scarlett peered up through her lashes, shy and so fucking innocent. “I-I’m not sure…” she whispered but before she could finish the sentence, she dropped her eyes. “I’ve only done it once…”
Vince stood and sat next to her, turning her to face him with a finger under her chin. “Do you want me to talk you through it?”
