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Soon, she became lost in her movements and the sounds she drew from Hunter. Her rhythm didn’t break when Hunter’s breathing became erratic or when his hips tried to move up and he forced himself back down, pressing both fists on his hips. But she wanted to experience everything, so when she pulled off this time, she made a demand.

“Hunter, stop being so controlled.”

This time she took him whole and when the head was near the base of her throat. His gasp thrilled her, but it wasn’t until she swallowed, the muscles constricting against the glans, that he came down her throat.

“Holy ever living fuck.Neri!”

She didn’t bother to hold his hips, but his muscles locked down and other than the jerk of his cock in her mouth, his body was stiff.

He was earthy and salty, a little bitter, but all Hunter and she savored his unique flavor as his cock continued to throb, swelling and retracting, in her mouth. Not wanting to hurt him, she pulled back without too much stimulation. But when she reached the tip, she pressed a small kiss to the skin.

Hunter panted on the bed, trying to catch his breath as he came down from his high, and it was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. His skin had a bright sheen that made the dark olive color stand out. His chest heaved up and down and she noticed his nipples were still hard, straining up toward the ceiling.

Neri reached between her legs and found her clit with her fingers, moving her eyes over his flushed and slicked skin. Without moving her eyes away, her fingers slid down, and she gasped at the wetness coating her fingers. She needed to come. And she didn’t think she had time for Hunter to recover.

Again, her fingers moved over her clit, soaked in wetness and silky against her skin. After several strokes, she was close to coming, so close, when Hunter’s voice broke the sensual fog.

“What are you doing down there, angel?”

His deep voice, combined with the feel of her fingers, triggered her orgasm. She flopped onto her back on the bed, unaware of how she looked or the jumble of words spewing from her mouth and rode the wave of pleasure. At that moment, she understood how intense her orgasm became the more her fingers kept up the movements and she wanted this intense orgasm to continue for as long as possible.

That is fuckinghot!

Can’t… talk.

Not knowing if minutes passed or days, Neri’s body relaxed allowing her spine to come in contact with the bed as her chest heaved with the staccato rhythm of her heavy breaths. Her eyes stayed closed until Hunter’s hand moved up her stomach and chest before he laid a finger in her bottom lip and pulled it from in between her teeth. She hadn’t remembered biting it.

His lips pressed against her own and she hummed. Her lips tingled, but so did her entire body. But with Hunter near, there was a buzz of electricity that gave life to her spent body and she wanted Hunter inside her.

“Are you ready?” she asked.

Hunter groaned into her mouth. “You are trying to kill me.”

Neri shook her head and laughed at the banter back and forth. “Nah, why would I do that. If I couldn’t suck your cock again and have you shoot down my throat, I could never to live with myself.”

Her words had the exacting affect she wanted. She smiled as Hunter hovered over her, resting his weight on his forearms, with a fierce look on his face.

“Down a few more inches, love, and you’ll be inside me.”

Her smile turned into a gasp when dropped his weight onto her and reached for her hips, surging inside her in the next second. A loud moan escaped as her pussy gripped Hunter’s cock, still pulsing from her orgasm, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her thighs tightened and her arms circled his shoulders when he lifted her off the bed and leaned back on his haunches.

Their faces were mere inches apart. She’d never seen such a fierce look, but his bright green eyes flashed with love and need. She cupped his face, and she kissed him, trying to deepen their connection. But he moved and she could only hold on.

He drove his hips forward and because of her position straddling his thighs, his cock brushed the one area that tore a scream from her throat. She wanted to beg for more, for everything, but the words struck in her throat as he dropped his hips and pulled several inches out of her. A whimper was all she could manage. Before he was almost all the way out, he drove back inside.

Hunter!

He kept up his relentless thrusts, holding her tight against his body. The first time had been incredible, but this was something on another level. Her head dropped onto his shoulder and the muscles of his neck corded. On instinct, she leaned forward and scraped her teeth along the band of muscle most prominent and groaned along with Hunter when his hips stuttered and he changed the angle of his hips.

“Bite me, angel. I need you to claim me.”

Neri stiffened in Hunter’s arms and images of the shifter she’d killed the other night flashed in her mind. And if she claimed him, would her bite be deadly? If there were a probability, which there was, a gigantic one, she refused to put his life in danger.

“It’s okay,” Hunter murmured.

“No, it’s not. I was about to bite you, to inject you with venom, because I wanted to claim you as mine. But then the image of the dead shifter flashed, and I… can’t. I can’t do that to you. Even if you hate me and don’t want to have anything to do with me from now on, I—”

“Angel, no. Neri, listen.”