Page 82 of The Hunter
Sex had always been about him.Hisneeds.Hisdesires. Not mine. I was young, only nineteen. I’d never had sex before and assumed that was how it was supposed to be. After all, he was an older, cultured man.
I was too star struck to realize he’d simply preyed on my innocence.
“I just… I’ve never done this before,” I confessed, the words coming out in a rush.
He paused, his eyes floating to mine. He didn’t question me. Didn’t press for more information about how I could be twenty-eight and have never done this.
“All the more reason for me to make it unforgettable,” he said with a lazy smile. “Now relax and let me show you how incredible it can be.”
I exhaled, letting my head fall back against the pillow. My body trembled, but I tried to release the tension and get out of my memories.
Then I felt him slide a finger up my slick center, and a moan escaped my throat before I could stop it.
“So wet,” he murmured, his husky voice hitting me in places I’d forgotten still existed. “So delicious.” He dragged his tongue along my seam before closing his mouth around my clit and sucking just once. Just enough to steal my breath. “So fucking perfect.”
“Oh, god.” My hips jerked, a helpless reaction, and he growled against me like a man starved.
He devoured me, setting a rhythm that left no room for thought. Every sensation was overwhelming in the best way — his tongue licking, fingers teasing, breath feathering heat across soaked skin.
I gripped his hair in my hands, trying to ground myself to something. When he slid a finger inside me, then another, I cried out, the pressure building too fast, too sweet.
I was so close to unraveling, but I didn’t want this to end. Wanted to relish every swipe of Henry’s tongue against my clit. Every thrust of his fingers inside of me. Every delicious moan that fell from his throat, making me feel more cherished and wanted than I ever had.
“Don’t fight it, princess. Let yourself go. Let yourselffeel. Let yourself feelme.”
He returned his tongue to me and increased the pace, pushing me to the very edge. Then he nibbled on my clit, and I lost what little control I’d been able to maintain.
My orgasm ripped through me, wave after wave cresting and crashing until I was gasping, shaking, drenched in sensation. But Henry didn’t stop. He kept worshipping me, coaxing every last tremor until I was raw and uninhibited and free.
I blinked through the haze as he crawled back up my body. His hair was mussed from where I’d gripped it, and my desire glistened on his lips.
“Are you okay?” he asked, searching my face for any hint of shame or regret.
But he wouldn’t find it. Not right now. Maybe later the reality of what we did might hit me, but we were in a bubble. And I was more than happy to stay in this bubble if it meant more orgasms like that.
I looped my arm around his neck and urged him toward me.
“Never better.”
I pressed my lips against his, tasting myself on his mouth. I should have felt awkward, maybe. But it only turned me on more. Like I was reclaiming my autonomy and desire.
“I need more of you, Henry.” I wrapped my legs around his waist, relishing in the sensation of his erection as it rubbed against my clit. “Need you inside me.”
“If it gets to be too much, tell me and I’ll slow down. Or stop. You’re in control. You call the shots.”
“I’m in control.” It came out as a mix between a question and a statement.
“Exactly.”
“In that case, I don’t want you to treat me like I’m made of glass or like I might break. I don’t want you careful. I want you. All of you. I want to know what it’s like when you’re completely free. Be free with me, Henry. I’m yours.”
He studied me for what felt like an eternity, and I braced for him to tell me he wasn’t comfortable with this, considering everything he now knew about me.
Then he slammed his lips against mine, rougher than he ever had before.
“You’re a goddamn warrior, Ariana.”
His statement hit me harder than I expected. I’d never felt particularly strong. And I definitely never felt like a warrior. But that was what Victor wanted. He wanted me weak so he could control and manipulate me.
