38. Hunter

38

HUNTER

T he soft glow of the lights cast a warm glow over the cream-colored sofa in my office. My fingers reached out and gently threaded through Pandora’s hair as I inhaled her intoxicating scent.

Her beautiful red eyes met mine, and for a moment, the world outside ceased to exist.

“I’ve missed this,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. “Just being with you.”

She leaned into me, her frame fitting perfectly against mine. “Me too, Hunter. You've been so busy lately.”

I nodded, my mind already drifting to the case that had been consuming me.

Melody Stormsong. That woman’s name alone sent a shiver down my spine. She had endured horrors no one should ever face, and the vengeance she sought was more than justified.

I stroked Pandora's hair again before letting out a shaky breath. I needed to break the news to her. “I have to leave for a week,” I said, my voice cracking. “I need to help my dad with a vengeance case. It's for a siren named Melody Stormsong. Her situation is…well, it’s awful, Pandora. She's been forced to mate with a siren by her father and sister. Siren matings are horrific in general, but the mark won't take. They keep forcing her to attempt taking his mark.”

“Forcing her?” Pandora's eyes widened with understanding. “Siren mating’s are primal, aren’t they?”

“They are.” I swallowed hard. I didn’t want to go into the details with her because the details haunted me enough for the both of us.

“That woman sounds like she desperately needs vengeance, then.” She frowned. “Make sure you get it for her.”

“Thank you.” I fluttered my eyes shut, remembering how mad Death was this morning when I’d originally told him I’d be leaving for a week. He’d been pissed that I was leaving his daughter alone for so long.

“When do you leave?”

“Tomorrow morning,” I told her, my chest tight.

I’d just found out today that we were leaving tomorrow. We were supposed to leave a day before the ceremony, but Dad wanted to be there early so we could foresee any possible kinks in our plans.

After what she’d been through, the least we could do was be thorough.

“I’ll miss you so much,” Pandora murmured.

Our bond tugged at my heart, pulling me closer to her. I gently cupped her face, my thumb brushing over her cheek. “I’ll miss you more, starlight. You have no idea how much.”

Her lips quirked into a playful smirk, a heated glint sparking in the depths of her red irises. “Prove it.”

A slow grin spread across my face as I leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

Fates, I would never get enough of her…

I kissed across her jawline and down her neck, trailing kisses across her collarbone to the hollow of her throat, loving the feel of her pulse fluttering against my lips.

She squirmed, a lust-filled moan escaping her.

“I love your reactions,” I mused, tugging her dress down her shoulder, and inhaled her intoxicating scent. “Fates, I want to watch you make yourself come on my cock.”

Her breath hitched before she shrugged the dress down her shoulders, slipping it down over her breasts to expose them. “Can you guide me?” she whispered, her big eyes searching my gaze.

Fuck.

My cock hardened almost painfully.

“Oh, starlight, of course I can.” I stood up and unbuckled my pants, shoving them to the ground with my boxers. My cock bobbed with the motion, and I sat down before grabbing her by the wrists and gently leading her to stand in front of me.

I hitched the dress up and slid her panties down her thighs until they hit the floor, and she stepped out of them. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

“Hunter…” Her eyes fluttered shut.

“Starlight,” I whispered, my gaze drinking her in.

I never wanted to forget this sight. Her dress was cinched at her waist, exposing her breasts but also her pussy. It had to be the most erotic sight I’d ever seen in my entire fucking life.

My fingers traced my mark on her thigh; the raised scars were nothing compared to the symbol of our bond and the love we shared. “Come here,” I rasped. Her eyes flew open as I gently guided her onto my lap. “Are you wet for me?”

“Yes,” she whimpered as her legs parted.

My throbbing cock nudged her soaked entrance, and I bit back a moan. “Fuck, yes you are.”

She let out a strangled moan. “Hunt…Hunter?—”

I helped her lower herself onto it. She took me in small increments until she finally filled herself up.

Feeling myself fully inside of her was the best feeling in the world.

“That’s right, starlight. Take my cock,” I moaned, tilting my head back as pleasure gripped me.

“Oh, Fates, Hunter …” Her hands gripped my shoulders as she panted her breaths.

“Take what you need,” I directed her, my fingers biting into her hips as her gaze drew me in. “I want you to be in control and figure out exactly how you like it.”

“Oh—kay,” she breathed and rotated her hips in a stuttering circle. “F-Fates?—”

“You can also try this…” I lifted her up, feeling the friction of how tight she was, and slowly lowered her back down.

Pleasure exploded from my very fucking soul at that motion.

Moans fell from her lips as her head fell back. “That,” she rasped before taking over. Ever so meticulously, she rose up off my cock and took me again and again. “I like that.”

A blissful smile spread over my lips as my fated mate pleasured herself on my cock like the good fucking mate that she was.

She rocked herself and circled her hips, but she came back to lifting herself up and down until her muscles gripped me tighter.

I liked watching the way her hair slid over her skin as she moved. She was a piece of art—and right now, she was my art.

In this moment, she was only mine.

The moans and mewls that left her made my balls draw up, and I couldn’t help but stare at the way her breasts bounced and swayed.

I leaned in and nuzzled them, sucking a nipple into my mouth and letting one hand trail up her side and grasp the other one. I flicked my finger over the tight peak as I sucked on the other.

“Hunter, please don’t stop,” she cried out, slamming herself down on me. Her pussy rippled around my cock, urging me to my climax.

How was she so fucking sexy?

I spilled into her with a pleasure-filled cry that had me popping off her nipple.

That wasn’t the plan. She was supposed to come first.

She moaned louder, and I gripped each side of her waist and thrust up into her as my cum dripped out, making a mess out of both of us. She writhed on top of me, her fingers dipping into my shoulders painfully as her orgasm claimed her, flooding our bond with her ecstasy.

Slumping down over me, she tucked her face in the nape of my neck to catch her breath.

“You’re everything to me.” I wrapped my arms around her and turned to kiss her cheek. “I love you, Pandora.”

“I love you.” She turned and met my lips with hers—a soft and loving kiss that made our bond swell with satisfaction. “I’m going to miss you when you’re gone.”

“I’ll come back to you as soon as I can,” I promised. “No matter what, I'll always come back to you.”

She nestled closer, her head resting on my chest. “I know you will, Hunter. But it sounds like this woman really needs help. I’m proud of you, and I believe in you.”

I held her tight, savoring the moment, knowing it would have to last until I returned. Working this case was going to be hard. I knew that we had never had a case that called for so much vengeance magic.

Knowing that Pandora was waiting for me back here gave me the confidence that I could grant Melody Stormsong her vengeance and then come home to my mate.