Page 86 of Hunter

Wearing nothing but heels and a thong, she bent over, ever so slowly reaching for the bag and turning toward him. A sexy smile crossed her face as she held it into the air. “Do you want to go first or shall I?”

Hunter laughed, his cock hard as concrete. Little wolf wanted to play.

Candlelight and the shadows of the balloons reflected off her olive skin. Her devilish smile told him she’d try to test him.

“Maybe…” Willa pulled out the paddle and held it up in the air, shifting her hips back and forth. “A spanking?”

Hunter laughed, without revealing what he’d planned on doing to her. If she only knew. He’d love nothing more than to see her beautiful ass a nice shade of pink.

“No?” She tossed it onto the sofa and dug her hand back into the bag. “Ooh kinky.” Willa wore a broad smile as she retrieved a shiny bulbous toy. “Look. It has a pink crystal on the end. Ah…there’s a note attached.” She fingered the white paper that had been tied with a white silk ribbon. “For the princess who has everything. Your friendly neighborhood vampire.’ He included lube. How thoughtful.” She winked and tossed it along with the paddle. “It’s a keeper.”

Hunter adjusted his painful erection that strained against his zipper. Jesus, this woman was going to fucking kill him.

She held up the two-foot-long dildo and dropped it onto the floor with a shrug. “Hmm…that would be a nope. Maybe we can regift it. You never know when someone’s going to have a secret Santa at the office.”

“We can give it back to Viktor. Something tells me he’d find a use for it.”

“Ah, now this…” She held up the penis-shaped sleeve. “Is this some sort of an extension?” Willa shook her head and threw it clear across the room. “Definitely don’t need this.” She shot him a sexy look and licked her bottom lip.

“The vampire is dead to me.”

“Nipple clamps? No thanks. The only thing I want on my nipples is your mouth.” She laughed, tossing them. “But wait. There’s more.” Willa dangled a pair of red leather handcuffs from her finger.

“Now those I could use.” Hunter stalked toward her, enjoying her nervous laughter.

Hunter’s smile broadened. Thank you, Vik. The Alpha resisted taking his mate, simply reaching for the handcuffs. His eyes drifted to her lips and to her pert breasts, her taut nipples standing at attention. Her thong, fashioned from fine white lace, barely covered her mound.

“Is red your favorite color?” The smell of the fine leather teased his nostrils, his dick hardened as she presented her arms to him.

“Yes, yes tonight it definitely is.” Her voice trembled.

Hunter reached for her, trailing his fingers down her inner wrists, and turned her palms upward. He made quick work of securing the cuffs and tugged on the chain that connected them.

She smiled as he pulled her toward the sofa. He glanced to the toys and his gaze met hers, fascinated by her sinful smile. His little wolf wanted to play? Play they would.

“These here…all keepers?” He glanced to the silver butt plug she’d thrown on the sofa.

She laughed, her cheeks blooming pink.

“You.” Hunter pulled her toward him and glided his hand down her stomach. His fingers slipped underneath the delicate fabric, delving into her slick pussy. “You’re wet.”

“Always for you.” Willa moaned, her head lolling forward.

His fingers played over her clit lightly, never offering enough to sate her. She released an audible sigh as he withdrew and his hand trailed up her stomach, between her breasts.

Hunter’s dick lengthened as he wrapped his fingers around her neck, his fingertips teasing behind her ear. She lifted her heavy lids, her hungry gaze settling on his.

Just a taste , his wolf urged. With restraint, he pressed his lips to hers and she melted into him. Tasting his mate sent desire surging through every cell of his body.

He reluctantly tore his lips from hers. “Hands above your head,” he ordered, his mouth dipping to her chest. “Don’t move.”

“Yes,” she replied, her voice breathy. Gooseflesh broke over her skin as his lips brushed her nipple.

He gently rolled her taut rosy peak between his fingertips, gently pinching as she arched her back, thrusting her breasts toward him. Sucking her nipple into his mouth, he flicked his tongue over it.

“Hunter. I…I…” she breathed.

He groaned, his dick throbbing to be released. The second her fingers speared into his hair, he laughed softly. “You don’t listen well, do you?”