Page 157 of Monstrous Serpent

Hunter bites back, teeth catching my tongue just enough to make me hiss, then sucks it deeper into his mouth like he wants to swallow every fucking sound I make.

“Need you. Now. Please.” My hips rock faster. “Please, Hunt.”

“Get the lube.”

I scramble off the bed to his drawer, tripping over my own feet. The bastard chuckles. For a second, I contemplate smothering him with a pillow. I don’t. Only because I’ve been waiting five years for this.

I yank open the drawer, pulling so hard it almost comes off the track. Shoving his underwear aside, I grab the bottle of lube, pausing as my gaze lands on the box of condoms.

No, not tonight. Not ever. Not with him.

Don’t care if it’s a dumb decision, but I don't want anything between us ever again.

Something hits the back of my head before falling to the ground.

That motherfucker just threw his underwear at me.

Oh, wait. Oh, fuck. That means . . .

My cock twitches, precum smearing against the cotton fabric of my own briefs. Whimpering, I reach down and squeeze my aching length.

“The fuck you doing?”

I whip around, glaring at him. “Give me a second.”

“Why? Thought you wanted this.”

“Because I don’t want to come before I’m even naked, asshole.” My brows furrow when the corner of his mouth ticks up. “Hunter, if you laugh, I swear to God—”

“Get your ass over here.”

After pulling off my boxers and tossing them into the hamper—because I don’t put it past him to stop in the middle of this to make me do it—I practically run over to the bed, then straddle him, my thighs caging his waist.

He sits up, threading his fingers into my hair as he pulls me in, kissing me hard, deep, hungry. “Fuck.”

My hands rest on his shoulders, fingers digging into the muscle as I rut my cock against his. I pant into his mouth, balls pulling tight. “Shit. I don’t think I’m going to last.”

He moves from my mouth to my neck, his teeth grazing over the skin before he bites down and sucks. “Mine.”

“Hunter.”

“Open yourself up for me.”

Yeah no, no fucking way I’m lasting. Is this how Cody feels? No wonder he explodes so fast.

“Atlas.”

“Okay, okay.” After squirting lube onto my fingers, I reach behind, circling my hole before sinking a finger in. “Oh, fuck me.”

I alternate between rutting against Hunter and fucking my finger. I cry out when his mouth moves from my neck to my nipple.

He growls, biting down, then runs his tongue over it.

Gritting my teeth and trying so fucking hard not to come, I add another finger and massage my hole, opening myself up more. “Hunt, please. Fuck me now before I blow.”

“Not until you’re ready.”

“I’m—”