Page 8 of Claimed By the Hunter

He gripped her face in one hand. “Jesus fucking Christ, woman. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

She bit the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing, but she knew he saw everything when it had to do with her.

“Damn, I have a sassy mate. You know what happens to them, right?”

She shook her head.

“They get thoroughly fucked.”

Within a minute, he had her pants off and his cock in his hand. He lifted her against the wall, spread her legs, and drove his cock into her, making them both moan.

The back of her head pumped against the wall, and her eyes closed. “Damn, you feel so good.”

He grunted. “I fucking love you so much.”

“I love you, too,” she said.

The orgasm slammed into her so quickly that it stunned her momentarily. She felt him thrust into her a few more times and groaned. He pressed her against the wall as they both tried to gain some semblance of control. He finally lifted her off his cock and tucked it into his jeans before he helped her with her clothing.

He grabbed her hand and walked out, stopping at the apartment door and turning toward her. He hugged her gently against him and whispered. “I love you, Mate.”

“I love you, too.”

He grinned. “You know you haven’t called me a name in like an hour. You’re getting better.”

She rolled her eyes. “Don’t expect that to last, bud.”

“I kind of figured.” He laughed, walked her to the bakery door, and kissed her lips. “I’ll see you later.”

“Let’s see if we can go three or four hours this time so I can get some work done.”

He chuckled. “We’ll try our very best.”

Later that day, he walked out the bakery door after thoroughly fucking her. She called him an asshole as the door closed, making him laugh.

She rolled her eyes when the girls smirked. “Like that doesn’t happen to you.”

“It does,” Brenna said. “But we don’t end it with an insult.”

Nicole shrugged and pulled on an apron. “Hey, it’s our thing. Leave us alone.”

Brenna and Simone laughed.

The next day, Nicole saw the woman sitting alone in the corner. She just walked in after mating with Hunter, so she was mellow. “Hey, Brenna, have you served her yet?”

Brenna shook her head. “Yes, we tried, but she just wanted to sit.”

“I’ll see if she wants anything now.” Nicole walked to the young woman. She was young and very pretty, but she seemed so sad. “Hey, can I get you anything?” The woman sniffed a few times, telling Nicole she was probably a shifter. She acted as if Nicole stunk. Hell, she had just had a sexual tussle with her mate, so she probably did.

“Could I have the frosted sugar cookies?” the woman asked.

“Sure. How many, and are they to go?”

“I’ll take one for here and another to go.”

“Perfect. Anything to drink?” Nicole asked.

“Just water.”

---