Page 42 of Hunted to the Altar
“Who am I to you?” I asked hoping she would understand.
“Sir,” she cried.
I nodded. “That’s right, little bunny. Eyes focused on me. It’s just you and me right now, no one else.”
I pumped my fingers into her cunt a few times, ensuring she was still wet. She wasn’t as soaked as before, but she was still decent.
“Please, please, please fuck me, sir,” she begged.
Her begging hit me hard in the dick. I was standing straight up and ready to give her everything she wanted. I firmly gripped her hips and slowly fed myself into her tight slit.
“Fuck, your tighter than I imagined,” I groaned, glad I went through her medical history so I knew she was clean. She, not asking me, told me the type of men she had been with in the past. Ones who gave no fucks. I wasn’t that kind of man. I would always protect her.
Nina cried out as I bottomed out inside of her. I rocked my hips back and forth, savoring the feel of her wet heat.
“Harder,” she cried. Her heels pressed into my back as she tried to press me deeper inside of her.
I ran my fingers down her throat. “Who’s in charge here?”
“You are,” she whimpered. Her feet stopped pressing into my back.
“That’s right. I’ll give it to you as hard as I think you need.”
I kept slowly rocking. Her pupils dilated, but I could see the frustration in her eyes. She wanted more, but did she really want me to release the beast I had such tenuous control over? Icontinued to give her short, deep strokes until I couldn’t take it anymore. I shoved myself inside of her harder than before.
My little bunny screamed out, but no one was going to help her. No one was going to save her. Not from me. I felt the flutters building inside of her. Her walls clenched me. I had to pull out. She cried at the loss, but I just flipped her over and pulled her ass closer to my chest. We could fuck like animals in this position.
It was then I let the beast have control. We rutted our little bunny into the carpet. I thrusted so hard into her, she was clawing at the floor trying to get away from me. I tsked and pulled her ass closer to me so I could slam deeper.
“Hold this position,” I snarled. My voice was almost inhuman. The tingling sparks went down my spine. I knew I was going to release soon. I licked my fingers again and rubbed her clit. I gave her circular movements and, in what felt like only seconds but was probably minutes, she clamped down on my cock.
“Oh, my God,” she screamed to the heavens.
“There is no God. Just Samuel,” I grunted. Then I roared my release as deep inside of her as I could. I didn’t stop thrusting. I kept pushing myself into her repeatedly until my vision cleared. I let my cock throb in her until my erection subsided. Neither of us tried to move. The view I had was a good one.
As I pulled out, I bent my head so I could see my cum leaking down her thighs. It soothed something deep inside of me that I didn’t want to put into words.
I grabbed my little bunny bridal style and walked up the stairs to my room. I could feel the aches and pains that came from chasing my little bunny through the safehouse halls.
When I got to the first landing, I glimpsed Marcello walking from the direction of my office, but he averted his eyes and went in the other direction. That was good. I didn’t want to have to slit his throat because he saw my bunny naked.
I laid Nina on my bed. I needed to take care of her. She hadn’t opened her eyes since they fluttered closed after her intense orgasm. I couldn’t understand it, but I felt an intense connection to her. I didn’t want to lose that feeling. I knew this was more than sex. I wasn’t ready to put a name to it, but I was drawn to her more than any other. It’s different with men. We don’t have a ticking inner clock that says we need to mate and have babies. No, it hits us out of the blue. At least, that’s how it feels.
I grabbed a warm, wet cloth, painkillers, a glass of water, and cream. I had been a dick. It was time she saw there was more to me than that. I wanted–no, needed–her trust. I didn’t know how I would gain it, but I would. I took my time trying not to wake her from her deep slumber. At least, I hoped it was slumber. What if I broke her? A genuine sense of panic swept over me. I almost called Dr. Mya to check on her, but I didn’t want her judgment. It would take me out of the headspace I was in right now.
No, I could take care of Nina. If she needed more care, well, I’d cross that bridge when I got to it.
I wiped between her legs making sure there was no cum stuck to her skin. If she were awake, I would run her a warm and soothing bath, but this would work in a pinch. I could see the scratches and bruises that had formed from her fighting against me. She will be in some pain tomorrow for sure.
“Little bunny, open those eyes,” I muttered. I didn’t want to startle her. She probably was in a headspace that differed from her normal. That was my hope, anyway. There was a long pause, and then her long lashes rose, and I could see those haunting eyes.
“Open,” I commanded.
She opened her mouth, and I dropped the painkillers in her mouth.
I held the cup to her mouth. “Drink,” I demanded.
She gulped down the pills and water.
