Chapter 19

19

EMMA

Tension sits in the air like a balloon. It’s been building since the other night when Hunter destroyed me in the best ways. After he set me down in the living room, he took two large steps back while gripping the back of his neck. His body is rigid as he says, “We’re doing this?”

I nod.

He takes a hasty step forward, only to pull back again as if he’s still wary. “I will mark you right here in this living room unless you tell me to stop. I want to claim every inch of you, mark you so deep and so thoroughly that you will carry me with you forever. I want to see your belly swollen with my babies. You have no idea how perfect you are right now. Tell me to stop or we’re doing this. If you’re really saying yes, we’re going to start trying to make that baby right now.”

I don’t make a sound. I am searching for that voice to tell me not to do this, but I can’t find it.

He rushes forward, his fingers sliding to the back of my neck, tilting my head and demanding my entire focus. “Tell me you want this, Emma. Tell me this is real. Because I want this so fucking badly I can hardly breathe. You understand after I mark you, and I claim you, you will be mine…”

Not breaking eye contact, I say, “Mark me. Claim me. And let's see how you do with knocking me up.”

“Oh, sweet girl.” In a blink, I’m thrown over his shoulder as he carries me like a caveman to my room.

The fall to the bed is soft as his body lands above me. Immediately, my hands slide to his neck, squeezing as I pull his mouth to mine.

“Emma, you don’t know the dirty things I want to do with you, how I want to mark you, or the restraint I have had over the last few weeks.”

I pull back and gaze into his blue eyes, which are so dark and riled with lust and determination.

My breathing grows erratic and I slam my lips against his. “I want all of you, all your rough, all your unhinged. Claim me like you need to claim me, Hunter. I can take it. I can handle anything you unleash and more. Hell, I’ll beg for it.”

He groans. “You are too fucking perfect.”

My core tightens as his mouth slides down along my jaw, kissing and nipping his way to my ear.

“Are you wet for me , mate ?”

My core clenches at his words. His hands slide under my scrubs and quickly pull them over my head. He then slides his hand to the corner of his shirt, pulling it off in one swift movement.

“Answer me, Emma. Are you soaked for me?”

“Yes,” I say, as his hands find my waist and slide my pants off.

“Fuck, Emma, you smell even better than I remember.” He falls to the floor in front, lifting my feet so they sit on the edge of the bed. I’m spread wide for him. He presses his nose to my core and breathes me in deeply. His large hands knead along the inside of my thigh. The sensation is a mix of tickle and torture.

“Hunter, I need you. I need you to fuck me like you promised.”

He releases my leg to drag one hand over my core, pressing firmly on my bundle of nerves over my underwear, adding friction. “I have been patient Emma. I’m not about to rush this moment. The moment I make you fall apart for me, the moment I make you mine.”

The tear of my underwear is followed by his tongue plunging into my center.

“Fuck, Hunter.”

He swirls his tongue around my center and groans. “Emma. You taste so fucking good.”

Then, without warning, he plunges two thick fingers inside of me. “You are so fucking tight, barely handle two.” His tongue comes back down to thrash against my clit.

Heat blazes through my body. Finally, he bites down on my clit, and I cry out. As my orgasm washes through me. I abandon holding his head and grip the bed sheets as he continues. Two fingers slide back inside me, pumping. My eyes roll to the back of my head. He’s going so hard and fast, sucking my clit as he fucks me into such a frenzy I can hardly get my bearings.

“Oh God, don’t stop. Please.” I whimper as he starts dragging his tongue up and down my pussy, rolling my clit in between passes. He nudges my thighs wider, demanding I open myself up fully to him so he can kiss and bite every inch of me. His fingers slide out so wet, and the second I think he’s about to stop, he bites my clit and plunges three fingers deep inside of me until I scream.

My pussy pulses, my clit throbs, and I can’t think about anything else other than the way Hunter devours me.

His mouth pulls back from my center. My breaths are inconsistent as he pushes up over me. His mouth glistens with my juices as he takes my lips in a sealing kiss. I taste myself on him, sweet and salty. His woodsy scent has me taking in air in big gulps.

“I’m going to fuck you now Emma.” I feel the large head of his cock slide through my center. “You are going to take me so well mate.” He pushes in slowly, our eyes connected as the mate bond seems to take shape between us.

My soul reaches out to his as he presses in deeper, and my brows furrow slightly as he stretches me.

His words are careful, “Too much?”

I shake my head as our bond grows into a pulsing light.

“Relax for me, sweet girl,” Hunter says while sweeping some hair behind my ear. “Good girl.” That small praise has his cock slamming into me so deep my core vibrates.

“Hunter!” My nails find purchase in his shoulders as he slowly pulls back out. His eyes are glued to where we are connected as he pushes back in until there is an uncomfortable stretch at my entrance.

“Hunter?”

“Don’t worry, mate, we will work up to my knot.” He thrusts into me again, a little faster this time, and my head falls to the side, his cock hitting every spot as he works my body. “You’re fucking take me so well.” His words are an anthem as his hands knead at my breasts, and his mouth comes down to suck a nipple in. He bites softly as he presses in. His knot pushes in deeper each time.

“These tits are fucking perfect.” He says while sucking the other nipple into his mouth.

“Oh god.” My body is finally used to his intrusion. My hips meet his thrust.

“Good, little mate.” He works harder into me, and as his thumb tenderly sweeps across my bottom lip, he kisses me. The act was so simple and profound the mate bond that filled the room with bluish light pulses with his thrusts.

“Emma, I need you to come on my cock,” his fingers sweep down my stomach to my clit while the other pinches my nipple. He works both in tandem. My body pulls from the bed as my orgasm splits through me.

My pussy pulsing and pulls him in deeper. Then his knot lodges in my entrance, the feeling of being so full I scream from my soul as his canines descend into my neck. My fingernails scratch down his back as my body demands he be closer, deeper.

Through panted breaths, I say the words that feel so right, “I want you, all of you, Hunter. For now, forever.” The blue light bursts into a thousand stars that glitter and fall through the room as I feel Hunter's final rut into my core, filling me with his seed. His baby. And nothing ever felt so perfect.