Page 11 of Savage Hunter

My hips move. I can’t help it.

“Damn it, Harmonia. No, my beautiful. Don’t move. Don’t make me come yet.”

His fingers flex and tighten on my hips as if he’s fighting to regain control. If he’s wanting to push me away now, it’s too late. He’s taking the forbidden. My virgin blood is his.

He pulls from my warmth and falls to his knees between my thighs. His large hands hold me open for his hungry mouth.

“Wolfe…what…oh!” I gasp at the feel so his tongue dragging through my juices mixed with my virgin blood. Lips and tongue turn savage against my freshly claimed pussy, and he doesn't stop licking until he has tasted every inch of me.

The hunter, finally stated, comes over me, our bodies melding together.

“Tell me you want my cock, Harmonia. Tell me. Give me the words so I can sink into your warmth and feel whole again.”

“Yes! Wolfe, I need you to give me your cock. I need you. All of you.” My lips part and I’m panting heavily.

“You break me, woman. I’ve been nothing but jagged pieces of glass for the last year. I’m a mess of denial and savagery. I want what I can’t have and I no longer care.”

His steel length enters me and I arch into him, craving everything he gives to me.

And this time my lover isn’t gentle. His heat fuses with mine, his weight a delicious pressure I never realized I needed in my life.

Lips fall over my shoulder and my neck all the while he holds himself inside me. I shudder and moan in his arms. My hair falls loosely over the side of my face to cocoon around us when he takes my lips in a possessive kiss. I taste my innocence. At first I want to pull away but I want to burn this moment into my memory for decades to come. I swipe my tongue over his and moan into his mouth.

“Wolfe, I’m yours. Now and forever.” I can’t believe I just uttered those words. Forever with him is only a dream. “This was meant to be.”

Teeth scrape over flesh. He withdraws only to thrust so deep and fast my body ignites in protest.

“Again!”

And he does.

Darkness shines in his eyes and I know a force of raw anger when I see it.

Deep inside a part of my soul breaks off and forges with his. He thinks I’m all light and angelic, but that is only what I show to others. In time he will realize my true desires. He’s already sensing I like it rough.

A hand flattens over the dip of my back when he rises above me, his other wrapping around my hair.

“Ahh,” I cry out in surprise and drip a fresh wave of juices over us both.

“This will end with me dead.” He pulls out, leaving me with an emptiness. But not for long. He tunnels back in, driving into me with so much force the enormous lounge scrapes across the stone flooring. “But worth it. So, worth the pain and blood I’ll shed for taking what doesn’t belong to me.”

But I do belong to him. I’m unable to voice my thoughts when he strokes deep inside me again, stealing my focus away. Words and thoughts give over to all swirling emotions bombarding my senses. The only thing keeping me where I am, is his hold on my hair and the hand he moves to tighten into my hip.

Pounding surf against sand matches the powerful thrusts of my forbidden lover.

He pulls out, teases my entrance until I beg for him to fill me again. Only then does he drive back in with unforgiving strength. And then all the teasing stops. Wolfe uses his hold on my hair to turn my head. Hungry teeth meet flesh and my whole night shifts from possibly thinking I loved his gentle brutality to most definitely wanting every erotic sensation this beast can give me.

He reaches around us and clamps his fingers around my clit. I cry out in alarm. Not only from the way my pussy floods with warm liquid, but the feel of his cock growing thicker. I shift my hips forward, dragging him from deep within me. With a small movement of my hips, I take him back inside. Loving the deep growl, I do it again. And again.

“Stop,” he roars, easily pulling me up to kneel in front of him. Spread wide, he holds my back to his front and enters me over and over again, controlling the pace.

“Don’t make me come yet. I’ve taken you. Now I’m going to enjoy every minute I get to have you.” Splaying a hand over my abdomen he holds me to him. He thrusts into me from behind, fucking me wild and raw.

With each drive forward the hold on my hair grows more intense until I can’t tell the difference between pain and pleasure.

He consumes me. Gives and takes. My climax builds.

“Give yourself to me. I won’t accept anything less than all of you.”

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