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Authors: Chance Carter

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BOOK: Heart of the Hunter
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“Is this what you want, Hunter? You want me to warm myself up for you? Am I doing it right, baby?”

I stepped into the room and threw my bag in the corner. I didn’t say a fucking word. I let my eyes burn into her. I just walked over and tore her dress to the floor. She gasped, and then put her fingers back between her legs, never taking her eyes off me.

I reached down and pulled off my shirt so I could feel her hot breath on my skin. She stared at me and her eyes went wide in anticipation of what I would do next. I didn’t touch her. I just let her toy with herself and stand there, waiting for me.

As I undid my belt and slid off my jeans, she started to rub herself faster, slipping her fingers in and out of her pussy, breathing harder and harder.

I taught you a thing or two about getting yourself off, didn’t I, darling? Does that pussy feel good?

She nodded her head as if she could read my thoughts.

I stepped out of my jeans and moved close to her, so the tip of my cock on her stomach was the only contact we had. Her green eyes were glazed over and begging me to take her, but I stood there so she could feel my breath on her face as she waited for me to devour her. I slowly moved forward, edging her back toward the bed and then stopped and looked down on her. She was trembling, furiously sliding her fingers between her folds. I could smell how wet she was and feel the heat coming from between her legs.

In one quick motion, I reached down to her thighs, lifting her up and slid my cock inside her.

She wrapped her hands around the back of my neck and her legs around my waist as she let out a sharp and deep cry. Her pussy started to tighten on my cock as I slowly moved her up and down on it. She brought her eyes back to mine and moved her hand to my face as she put her lips on to mine. I could feel her hot, wet tongue in my mouth and every time I brought her down on me she let out another moan. She felt amazing. As her body moved up and down on mine, I gripped her thighs harder and pulled myself deeper inside her. I could feel my cock growing in her and she breathed harder with every inch I gave her.

I pulled our lips apart so we were nose to nose and looked deep into her eyes as I moved her up and down my shaft. I could feel the sweat building between us and with every movement of her body I felt like I was about to come.

I let her drop onto the bed and her body bounced as she landed on the mattress. Her flushed face was right in front of my cock and without skipping a beat, she grabbed it and ran her tongue from the bottom to the top and took my tip in her mouth. Her tongue moved over me and I put my hand on her head as she took as much of me in as she could.

“Fuck me, Kelly. Your mouth feels amazing.”

As the words flew out of my mouth, she only sucked harder, bobbing her head and caressing every inch of me with her tongue. As she slid her lips over the tip of my cock, I pulled her head back and shoved her down on the bed.

“I want your pussy, Kelly. I want to fucking come inside you.”

She stared up me, licked her lips, and then wiped her mouth clean.

“Have I earned that, baby? Have I earned your come? I promise I will,” she panted as she slid herself back and spread her legs for me.

I ached for her. I could feel the blood pulsing through my veins and the room went black, everything except for Kelly and her milky white body that begged for my touch.

I threw myself down on top of the bed and thrust my cock inside her, watching her eyes go wide as she screamed into my shoulder. I had slowly eased myself into her before, but I was out of control this time. She brought out something inside of me that I didn’t dare show anyone. I rammed myself inside of her, harder and faster with each pump. She arched her back and moved into me each time. Her pussy was so tight that I wasn’t sure if she could handle all of me, but I didn’t fucking care. I was like an animal. I gave her more of me with each push and she just cried out for even more.

“Yes, yes, Hunter. Give me your cock, give me your come. I want you inside me.”

I was in a fury. I drove myself inside of her, deeper and harder, and watched her face light up each time. I could feel myself throbbing and I knew I was about to give her everything she wanted.

“Hunter, oh God, baby, can I come now? Please baby, I need it,” she cried out as I came into her, using the headboard to pull myself in as far as I could go. I raged on top of her, shooting every last drop of come I had deep inside her. I felt her legs shake around my waist as she came and her sweet liquid gushed out onto my stomach. Her nails ran down my back and tore at my skin until I finally dropped my body onto hers and felt her quivering beneath me.

I lay inside her as we both came back down to earth, and then rolled onto my back.

As I turned my head to look at her, she met my gaze and I stared deep into her eyes. She reached over and pushed the hair from my face as I pulled her in close and put my lips on hers.

“Never leave, Hunter. I never want you to leave.”

She let her head drop to my chest and moved her face into my neck.

“I’m not going anywhere, Kelly. Not without you,” I breathed out as I took her head in my hand. “I’m not going anywhere.”

She let out a deep and satisfied breath as she collapsed her body into me and I held her tighter than I ever thought I would hold anyone.

This was it. Both of our lives as we knew them were over.

Chapter 46

Kelly

I
LAY ON HUNTER’S CHEST
and felt his sweat on my cheek. I opened my eyes and looked down his whole body. His perfect abs, his muscular legs, the way his thick cock draped over his left thigh. Every inch of him glistened in our sweat and I ran my hand over him as I lay there in his arms. There was no comparison to the feeling he gave me. I had never touched a drug in my entire life, but I can only assume this was what people went through. I was a true addict. I needed him, his touch. When it happened, I couldn’t think of anything else, and as soon as it was over, I wished it would start again. Even as we lay there, I wanted it again. I wanted more. I could feel my head moving up and down with every rise and fall of his chest and I buried myself deeper into him. Close was not close enough for us, and as I pushed my body into his, he only held me tighter. I felt like I was about to laugh and cry at the same time. Maybe this was what earth shattering orgasms did to a person. Whatever it was, I had never felt it before and I knew I would never feel it with anyone other than him.

“Fuck me, Kelly,” he panted as he slid his body out from under me and sat on the side of the bed. “You are fucking incredible.”

He was looking over his shoulder and smiling at me. It was a rare sight and it made me tingle from my head to my toes.

“So, Hunter, what do we do now?” I asked as I rolled on my side and rested my head on my hand.

“Well, I’ve got about five minutes before I need to fuck you again, so I guess I better find your brother some other bullshit job.”

“Hunter Donnelly. Was that a joke?”

He slid into his jeans and jumped as he pulled them up onto his body.

“Yeah, but don’t fucking tell anyone, all right? I’ve got an image to keep up.”

He did have an image. I could see the silhouette of his body standing in front of the window as he looked down on me. Every sharp angle on his massive frame blocked out the sun where he stood. He pushed his hands through his hair and slicked it out of his face. I could feel myself trembling again and shut my eyes, trying to stop it.

“You know what I mean, Hunter. How does this end?”

He sighed as he jammed his feet into his boots and buckled his belt around the tight V that sat below his abs. I wanted to have a conversation with him, but my eyes lured my brain away into thoughts of pure lust.

“It doesn’t, Kelly.”

Any humor in his voice disappeared as he walked to the corner of the room, picked up his bag, and dropped it on the top of the dresser. I heard him undo the zipper and saw him start to unpack what was inside. I felt my stomach drop.

He pulled out a pistol, jammed a clip into it, and cocked it before setting it down on the table. Next came a knife that he jammed into a leather holster and strapped to his leg. He looked at me as he came back up and made no apologies.

“This doesn’t fucking end. Ever. Even if, even when my old man finds us and I put that fucker in the ground. There is no doubt in my mind someone else will come. They’re going to keep coming and they will keep dying, but make no mistake, darling, they will keep coming.”

He crossed his arms and leaned back on the dresser.

“This is my life, Kelly. And now it’s yours too.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes, putting one to his lips and lighting it.

I suddenly felt overwhelmed by the reality of it all.

“So how are you so calm?” I said, my voice rising more than I’d intended. “How? How can you just sit there? Shouldn’t we be?”

“Shouldn’t we be what, Kelly?” he interrupted. “Like I said, this is my life. There’s nothing I can fucking do about it other than enjoy whatever time I have left as best I can.”

I sat up and the gravity finally hit me.

“We can’t stay here, can we? We can’t stay anywhere.”

Hunter walked over to me and sat on the edge of the bed.

“We can stay here tonight. But if you’re looking for answers past that, sweetheart, well, I just don’t fucking have them.”

He put his hand in my hair and slid it down the side of my face.

“I’m so confused, Hunter. I just don’t know what I’m doing,” I said as I leaned my head into his hand.

“Yeah, well, I’m glad I’m not the only one,” he sighed as he took a deep drag off his cigarette. “Kelly, these last couple of days, these last few weeks, my world has fucking flipped upside down. I tried to stop it. I tried to outrun who I was and fight what was happening, but it was no fucking use. I am who I am and I can’t change that shit. I don’t want to. But I also know that I can’t fucking shake you. I tried. Goddamn you, I tried.”

He stood up and walked to the dresser and pulled out a bottle, “but it’s no fucking use. There is no
old
me or
new
me. There’s just fucking
me
and part of that means having you. Do you fucking get that?”

He unscrewed the cap and took a few swallows from the bottle and laughed to himself.

“This is so fucked up,” he muttered to himself.

“What?” I demanded of him. “What is
so
fucked up?”

He stared back at me through the hair that had fallen across his face and smiled.

“Language, sweetheart.”

“What? I can’t curse around here either? Well
fuck you,
Hunter. I’m sorry I
fucked up
your life!”

I swung my legs off the bed and started to stand up until I felt Hunter’s hand on my shoulder pushing me back down.

He sat down next to me and lifted my chin with his hand.

“You’re fucking sexy when you curse, baby. Especially with no clothes on. You’re getting me hard, sweetheart.” He dipped his head down and placed kisses from my collarbone up to my neck.

“Hunter, stop,” I murmured, not meaning it at all.

“No,” he whispered plainly before bringing his eyes around to meet mine. “Kelly, you did fuck up my life, but that’s not what I meant.”

I could feel myself breathing hard as I stared into his eyes.

“So what did you mean?” doing my best to sound angry.

“I meant this feeling I get around you. It’s fucked up and I can’t explain it. It’s something I’ve never had before. I’ve been trying to kick it since I met you, and I just don’t want to anymore. I know I can’t. Kelly, I, I.”

“Hunter, don’t,” I protested. I knew exactly what he was going to say and I was terrified of what it would mean. Mostly because I knew I felt the same way.

But he just looked deep into my eyes, and once again, did what he wanted, when he wanted, and pulled me further into him.

“Kelly, I love you. I didn’t fucking think that was possible for me, but it is. I love you so fucking much.”

I sat for a moment, completely stunned at what I had just heard. I collapsed into him with my lips, wrapping my arms around him, and said the words to a man for the first time in my life, actually meaning them.

“I love you, too.”

Chapter 47

Hunter

I
LAY KELLY BACK ON
the bed and kissed her deeply. I meant what I just told her. I didn’t fucking understand it and the words just slipped out of my mouth, but I meant it. It came as naturally to me as anything else in my life and, as I felt her naked body pressed against me, I knew that this girl was not just
some girl
. She was
the girl
.

The way she looked at me with her beautiful green eyes, the way she stayed put and wouldn’t leave when she had every fucking reason to run, how she was just as beautiful standing there as she was when I drove my cock into her and opened her up, she was my fucking girl and I needed to accept it. There was no more fighting it and she was as much a part of me as any darkness that ran through my veins. There was no more
me
or
her
, just
us
. Maybe that meant we were fucked, but it was the way it was always meant to go down.

“Hunter,” she moaned into me, “Hunter, fuck me again.”

My cock started to rise in my jeans and I moved my lips from hers down to her breasts and took one of her nipples in my mouth, tracing the outside in a circle with my tongue.

She breathed out, a slow, stuttered breath.

“Hunter, fuck me, baby. I’m wet for you.”

I reached down to my jeans, undid my belt, and grabbed my cock. I was about to squeeze it inside her again when a voice called from outside.

“Hunter, Hunter, can you come here for a second?”

What the fuck, Lucas? You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, pal.

I pushed myself up off the bed and looked toward the window.

“I’m going to kill that kid. How could he be done with that barn already?”

Kelly looked up at me and smiled, batting her eyelashes and sighing deeply.

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