Page 51 of Hunt Me (The Skulls #1)

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Ruaridh

L iam is a dead man walking.

I can ’ t believe it. I don ’ t want to believe it, but it ’ s blatantly obvious for everyone to see.

I was trying to give him the time to explain, but as soon as someone made the mask comment, the time for level-headedness was gone.

No one treats my little sister like that.

And no one gets to knock her up and leave her.

‘ What do you mean pregnant? ’ Liam rubs at his face as it begins to swell. ‘ And sister? I thought she was…’

‘ I mean, you got my little sister pregnant, ’ I pull him upright by the collar of his shirt. ‘ And I ’ m going to kill you for it. ’

‘ You ’ re in trouble, big guy. ’ Someone hoots behind me along with a chorus of ooo ’ s, but I don ’ t bother with who it is; I can ’ t care less about them.

Ready to drag him down to the Clyde, I turn but stop short. Fauna is stood there, hands crossed across her chest as she purses her lips. Good, she ’ s not impressed with this asshole either.

‘ I ’ ll deal with him, baby. ’ My voice softens as I speak to my little deer, and my grip tightens on the asshole.

‘ Let him go, Ruaridh. ’ She sighs.

What on earth is she on about?

‘ What? ’

‘ I said let him go. This isn ’ t your fight. It ’ s Isla ’ s, and she is more than capable of kicking his ass if that is what she wants. ’ Her head motions back to my sister ’ s very pissed-off expression.

I hope that look is for Liam and not me.

‘ Why am I getting the shit for this asshole ’ s actions? ’ My voice is defensive because, well, it fucking should be. Why am I getting ganged up on when he did wrong?

‘ Put him down, idiot. ’ Isla scowls. She ’ s somehow developed the motherly tone already, and I obey. ‘ Stop interfering. This has nothing to do with you. ’

I kick Liam, rather pettily, in the chest as I walk past where I have dropped him on the floor. Unable to resist myself, I crouch down to give him a final word.

‘ I am not finished with you.’

Fauna tugs at my arm, pulling me away from the two wide-eyed soon-to-be parents. She herds the rest of us down the corridor and away from the two of them, allowing for them to have some privacy.

‘ He ’ s a dead man, ’ I begin to pace as Fauna shoves me through a doorway. I recognise the room as the one I ’ d found her in.

Fauna hums as she closes the door.

‘ I can ’ t believe it, ’ I shake my head.

She steps into me, placing a hand flat on my chest, and pushes me backward. I let her take charge, watching her expression turn mischievous.

‘ What—’ I begin to ask, but her finger presses against my lips, silencing me.

The backs of my knees hit what feels like a desk, and she continues to push me back until I ’ m sat on the wooden surface, my top half coming down to rest flat against it.

Fauna doesn ’ t even wait until I ’ m entirely lying down before climbing on top of me, her thighs cradling my hips.

She grinds down.

Fuck I love seeing her like this, on top of me with full control. Her eyes blazing with need and her plump lip pulled between her teeth, the way she does when she is pretending to be shy.

My thumb comes up tracing her lower lip, tugging at it. She obliges my silent request allowing me to slip between her lips into her warm mouth. The end of her tongue swirls around my thumb, teasing me as she sucks.

I buck my hips as my other hand comes to the middle of her parted thighs. I find that the small piece of fabric separating us is wet with her need and my lips curl up in satisfaction.

She moans around my thumb pushing her hips forwards into my hand.

‘ My needy little deer, ’ I praise loving the way her arousal soaks my hand.

A few more teasing strokes up and down her damp underwear has her silently urging me for more and who am I to deny my girl what she wants. I fist the fabric and pull.

Fauna gasps.

It takes strength but tugging hard enough I hear the sweet tearing sound accompanied by the resistance of her underwear giving way. Two fingers fill her instantly and Fauna cries out around my thumb, rocking her hips desperately.

My groan is loud as I watch her pussy make a mess of my fingers.

Fauna doesn ’ t allow me the control though as she raises off of me, leaving me mesmerised at how she has left my fingers glistening. I pull them up to my mouth, sucking her sweetness from them all whilst watching her pull out my hard cock from my waistband.

Not bothering to undress me further she sinks herself down on me, her head tipped back in pleasure.

My hand grips her chin, ‘ you don ’ t get to look away from me when you fuck me, little deer. Look your monster straight in the eyes as you fuck him. ’

She whimpers but doesn ’ t look away as she raises her hips in a challenge. Fauna holds my eye contact as she slams herself down, taking more of me than I thought possible.

‘ Fuckk, ’ I groan, shifting my grip to circle her neck.

I don ’ t hold her tight but squeeze enough for her walls to clench around me in pleasure.

My little deer matches my every move, circling her hands around my throat. The only difference is that she applies more pressure than I do on her.

‘ Fuck, baby. ’

She moans in agreement as our movements grow sloppy as we chase our releases.

Fauna finds hers, screaming in pleasure as her grip tightens around my neck. The sensation has me tipping over the edge, and I cum with a roar with her.

‘ Never leave me again, ’ I whisper as she collapses onto my chest.

‘ I won ’ t. ’

‘ Come with me, back to the stadium. ’

‘ But what about…’

‘ They can come too. ’

‘ Promise? ’

Stroking the back of her head, ‘ I promise, baby. You ’ re safe with me now. I will never let anything hurt you ever again. ’