Page 68 of Hunted
“He’s not a weapon.He’s a temporary tool.And you’re not listening to me.”Funny how, half an hour ago, she had argued for killing the guy.She was just being contrary on purpose.
I charged her.Our bodies crashed together again.Somewhere in the scuffle, my knife clattered to the mat.Fists replaced blades.It didn’t matter.This wasn’t about winning.This was about not exploding, about giving the fury in my alpha heart a better outlet than pure destruction.
Martina slammed me into the rough stone wall.I shoved the shorter woman back.I was physically stronger, but even with my enhanced speed, Martina was still faster, her smaller form and low center of gravity giving her a different set of advantages.We grappled, breathing hard, sweat and heat rising between us.And then—
She slammed into me again, and her lips met mine.Finally.
It wasn’t tender.The kiss was fierce, and raw, filled with all the years of tension between us.It wasn’t soft.It was teeth and desperation, the sharp bite of needingsomethingthat wasn’t failure, or fear, or helplessness.Of needing to know that at least one person hadn’t lost all faith in me.
I tore at the hem of Martina’s shirt.She clawed at my waistband.We stumbled back toward the mats, leaving weapons and stupid pretense behind.Magic crackled in the air—my aura trying to burn through her skin, held barely in check by the grounding weight of Martina’s mouth on my throat, her elongated chupacabra claws down my spine.
There were no words.We probablyshouldtalk about why she was finally giving in and admitting what she wantednow, of all times.She had stubbornly denied the spark between us for years.I’d given her space, knowing she was traumatized by the vampires, not wanting to push her, wanting her to come to me on her own.But now, none of that mattered.I had trouble remembering any of the reasons why I’d been careful with her.
All that mattered was the raw need between us—two alphas done beingcarefulandpolite.
I nipped at her throat, and she buried her hands in my hair, gripping so tight it hurt.The pain spurred me on, and I moved lower, nipping and suckling at her small, pert breasts, dragging my nose across her taught belly as I scented her.Gripping her muscular thighs, I spread her for me, then dove between her legs, swiping my tongue through her delicious folds.
She growled, her own beast pushing to the surface to join mine in urging us both to madness.I flicked the forked tip of my tongue over her clit, glorying in the way she swore and writhed but couldn’t escape my grip on her.I used my shifter strength to push her hips down, pinning her as I worked her over, feasting aggressively, forcing her to submit to the wild pleasure.
I growled, low and hungry, when she broke against me, shuddering and calling my name, drenching my fingers and my lips as she came.Oh, that was lovely.
I lifted myself to hover over her, to drink in the sight of the strong, fierce,alphaso thoroughly wrecked by my prowess.The dragon inside me preened.
Then Martina’s lips twisted into a smirk, and she lifted a knee, simultaneously shoving at one of my shoulders, unbalancing me with the surprise lunge.I let myself be thrown, as she executed a grappling move, reversing our positions, pinning me beneath her with an arm across my throat.
My magic flared around us, my alpha aura automatically dominating hers, flooding the room with my will.But I held it back.Icouldforce her to submit.But where was the fun in that, when she already agreed to follow me and acknowledge me as alpha of the rebel court?
I forced my natural dominance back down, letting my body go loose and unresisting.“Something you want, chupacabra?”I purred in invitation.
Her eyes flashed, glowing bright with shifter magic.When she spoke, elongated fangs flashed.“Always so smug,” she said, her voice husky with hunger.“Maybe I should show you what it’s like to be prey, dragon.”
I grinned.“Go ahead.”Bucking my hips beneath her, I urged her to fall forward, bringing our faces closer together, pressing her perfect breasts against my chest.“I dare you.”
I tilted my head to the side slightly, exposing my neck.In most other situations, any alpha worth their power would have trouble showing vulnerability like that to another alpha.But I was stronger than that.I knew that even now, I was the one in charge.I was the one manipulating her, urging her to do what we both wanted.
“Bite me,” I whispered, lifting a hand to trace my fingers over the side of my neck.“Feed.Show the big, bad dragon how scary you are.”
She snorted.“Ass.”
Then she bent, pressing heated kisses along the side of my neck, tracing the vein with her tongue.She hesitated and sucked in a breath, and I knew what she needed, cut her off before she spoke.“You don’t need to ask for my consent, Martina,” I said easily.“You’ve always had it.”I bucked my hips again.“Now hurry up and feed.”
Her fangs sliced through my sensitive skin with a delicious shiver of pain and power that went right to my core.My hands curved around her hips, holding her close as she drank in my life essence.My strong, magic-laced dragon blood.
When she lifted her head to lick blood off her lips, her eyes were glowing even brighter, and her aura hummed with power.“Fuck,”she breathed, pupils blown wide.“I feel like I’m going to burn alive from the inside out with thestrengthof it.”
I smirked.“Mmm...and you’re surprised?Iamamazing, you know.”
She huffed a laugh, shaking off some of the drugging effect of such a powerful meal.“It’s just been a while since I tasted dragon blood.I’m not stoking your over-inflated ego any further.Now shut up and let me show you a thing or two,princess.”
She slid down my body and settled between my legs.I arched my back and gasped when her tongue slid along my slit and inside the edges of my pouch.All deflecting aside, I was overjoyed.I had wanted her for so long.Feared this day might never actually come.That she might never trust me in this way.
And she was right.Despite my unique dragon anatomy and my gender differences, she was undeterred.She explored my body with confidence, owning me.Pushing me to the edge in record time.
“Can I take it out?”she said, lifting her head, pausing as I lingered right at the edge of release.
I growled.“Martina...”
She just gave me a feral grin.“I want to drink you.I want to swallow every drop, alpha.Please?”
