Page 19 of Fated to the Hunter (Xarc’n Warriors #13)

I watched in fascination as each section of my cock disappeared inside Kiera’s hot, pulsing channel.

She was so small and I was so big, it almost seemed impossible.

She stretched around me, her muscles squeezing me so tight I had to fight to move.

But move I did, reveling in every sob and scream I drew from her quaking body.

I’d worry if I was hurting her, if it wasn’t for the way she shoved back against me, begging for more. Did it feel as good for her as it did for me?

Because it felt so fucking good. Her heat. Her wetness. But more than that, I latched onto the sense of connection between us. A connection I’d never felt before. And I wondered if I could ever go back to a life without it again.

I grabbed a handful of her hair, loving the feel of the curls between my fingers. She arched her back and her slick channel tightened even more. The fingers of my other hand tightened on her ass.

Fuck. This was too much.

I gritted my teeth, moving in a slow, restrained rhythm, not wanting this to end too soon.

I rubbed my palm over her ass, delighting in the soft, bouncing flesh.

No part of my body bounced like this. I concentrated on it in a bid to draw out the pleasure.

Giving her round bottom a soft tap with my palm, I watched it jiggle.

But it backfired because now Kiera was shoving back against me.

“Krux!”

I growled, and releasing her hair, grasped both sides of her hips. Then I was fucking her hard, hammering into her until she was clawing the bed with her dull little nails. I closed my eyes, trying to last, but it was no use, especially when her tight channel started to pulse, milking me.

With several more jerky thrusts, I came. Body tight and no longer mine, I poured myself into her until there was nothing left.

Curled around her, I panted, my body feeling more spent than after any battle. Then I rolled so that I lay on my side, with my female tucked into my arms. I didn’t want to let her go. We stayed in the aftermath, listening to each other’s heartbeats.

“What was this about my shuttle not liking you?” I asked some time later, after I’d cleaned us up with the wipes.

“Oh, right, I was supposed to be telling you that. Oops. And lunch! We forgot about lunch too.”

“I was eating something better.”

Pink colored her cheeks. “I’m not complaining. Not one bit.”

We stared at each other, heat rising again, until I finally cleared my throat and forced myself back to the topic at hand. If my shuttle was acting strange, I had to know. It was important to our survival.

“She spoke to me when you were out securing the premises. It surprised me because she’d been ignoring me the entire trip.

I didn’t catch the first part of the conversation, but managed to record it with the Eye-Spy.

” She pushed herself up and crawled to the end of the bed to search in her pack.

The position gave me a perfect view of her ass.

There were red marks on her hips from my fingertips, and her pussy was redder than before, tender from my use. Her cunt opening was still wet and glistening with my cum. My cock surged to life again, demanding I claim her in this position this very instant.

Soon. I urged it to be patient. We still had plenty of time.

“Found it!” She held up her phone and returned to my side, cuddling back into the warmth of the blanket. “Let me bring up the recording.”

I watched the video, letting it play from the beginning to the end without interruptions, and with every word my shuttle said, an uneasiness settled in.

The beginning of the conversation might have been cut off, but the message was loud and clear: my shuttle considered Kiera a nuisance.

The enemy. A distraction from my purpose.

The worst part of it was that I’d sometimes found myself thinking similar thoughts about Earth.

Hadn’t I thought that staying on Earth after defeating the scourge was akin to abandoning our mission?

Had that really been my own thoughts? Or something put there by my shuttle?

Or perhaps it was the other way around, and my beliefs affected my shuttle's view? I didn’t know the answer.

“You might want to get that looked at after the mission is done, especially since you are working with the Great Plains group now. Those people used to be New Franklin-ers. They are my friends, and I don’t want any of them to get hurt if your shuttle decides that humans are expendable.”

She was worried about her friends? I was upset it had purposefully defied her!

But of course she was. Kiera was always thinking of the greater good. Even this mission. She couldn’t use the information in those hard drives herself; she was finding it so others could benefit. She kept the website running so others could access the information.

When we got out of here, I planned on getting it to a mothership to rectify this behavior. My communicator, by default, was linked to my shuttle, and it would be instantly alerted to any inquiry I made into the matter.

PIP models were known to do anything in their power to avoid going back to the mothership if they were at risk of being decommissioned.

My shuttle was not a PIP model but I did not know how much autonomy it had.

And did not want to risk being abandoned in a Dead Zone.

Trapped in this mansion with more flyers than I could ever hope to take on at once on my own, there was nothing I could do about it now.

I took Kiera’s phone from her and put it on the side table.

“Hey! I was usi—” She let out a squeal that was quickly muffled by a pillow.

I arranged her on her hands and knees the way she had been earlier, pulling her ass up into the air. I liked this position. I wanted to see everything as it happened.

“Perfect.” I gave her round bottom a possessive squeeze. “I will solve my shuttle problem later. For now, I have something else I prefer to do.”

“You do?” Her tone was teasing as she glanced back with that delightful twinkle in her eye.

“Yes, I do, Wildfire.” I slid my already hard cock against the seam on her ass, loving how the dark purple contrasted against her skin.

“Wildfire?”

“Your hair is the color of flames, and you burn me up alive.”

“Is that so?” She arched her back, shoving her ass against my front. “In this case, more hot, sexy wild stuff and less talking!”