Page 23 of The Hunt


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“First of all, I’m not just talking about here as in here right now. I mean here as in the four of us exploring this thing between us. Second of all, we didn’t even show up to the party. We were busy getting everything ready for you.”

“To abduct me.” She darts a look over her shoulder to make sure she didn’t wake the others with her outburst.

“Semantics.”

Her lips twitch as she fights a smile.

“Did we make mistakes with you?” I continue, “Yes, we absolutely did. But ending up with you was always what West wanted, whether he was ready to admit it or not.”

She looks up at me for a long, quiet moment. I can see the doubts swirling in the depths of her eyes. She’s warring with herself over her feelings. It plays out like a silent movie across her face. The push and pull at the force of our gravity, she’s fighting it.

I open my mouth to continue trying to explain our thought process when her mouth closes over mine. The kiss starts gentle, her soft lips moving slowly. Her tongue slides against mine as she shifts her weight and moves over me. My dick had been settling down, but as soon as I feel the heat of her pussy over me it comes roaring back to life.

Her nipples are dark and rosy in the dim light of the cabin as they graze my chest. She feels so good, her weight pressed down on my body from my cock to my chest. I reach down and grab two handfuls of her ass, grinding her core over me and pulling a tiny moan from her that I greedily swallow. She whimpers when my cock slips between her lips and presses against her clit.

I grip her hips to slow her down. She’s got to be sore from West. “Slow down,” I say against her hungry mouth.

She pulls her head back from me, the line appearing between her brows again. “Don’t you want your turn?” Her voice holds a little more venom than feels comfortable for me.

“You’re not a ride for us to take turns on, Violet.” I look hard into her eyes. “I don’t want you to feel some kind of bullshit obligation to fuck me. None of us want that.”

“What if I want to fuck you?” she asks as she sits upright on my hips.

“Are you sore? I don’t want you to hurt.”

A familiar look comes over her face, it is the same one she would give us every time we would fuck with her. It’s part determination and part fuck you. I watch, awestruck, as she lifts herself over me, grabs my dick, and positions it at her entrance.

She looks like a goddess of war as she slides down my cock. The flickering, golden light from the fire moves over her flushed skin and her long hair falls in wild waves over her shoulders, shrouding her full tits from my view. She looks down at me from her victorious perch like I’m both her enemy and her salvation as she begins to rock her hips

Her tempo increases, her shallow breaths coming faster and she drags her nails over my chest, drawing blood. Her cheeks flush as her head falls back and her lips part. She’s in complete control, but I can’t help but move my thumb to her clit, rubbing the swollen nub in firm circles. She gasps and her pussy clenches me so tight I almost blow.

I know the second she starts to come, the fluttering grip she has on my cock feels better than anything I’ve ever experienced. I lose myself in it as I grip her and hold her still. My hips piston against her, my cock thrusting in and out so hard and fast the sound of slapping skin fills the cabin. I don’t even give a fuck if I wake up West and Blake.

I should pull out of her before I come, I know this. She’ll need a morning after pill tomorrow for sure. But I don’t pull out, and my fingers are probably leaving bruises on her ivory skin as I shoot my release deep inside her.

She collapses on top of me with my cock still buried inside her, our hearts beating against our chests like they’re trying to reach each other. I pull her sweaty hair to the side and kiss her cheek.

“Are you okay, you fucking incredible goddess?” I ask as one hand reaches back down for a handful of her generous curves.

She giggles against my chest and nods. Fucking sweetest sound. I wrap my arms around her, knowing she needs to clean up or she’ll end up with a UTI.

“Go to the bathroom.” I pull the blanket off us and hand it to her. “You can take this. Then get your ass back out here.”

I watch her walk into the bathroom, looking over her shoulder at me before closing the door. My eyes drift shut as I lay there waiting for her to come back and curl between West and me. A calm settles over me as I realize how much she fits with us. As much as it wouldn’t make sense to anyone else, we all fit together so well.

“You good?” West asks sleepily.

I look over at him, unsure of how much he heard or saw. “Yeah, I’m great.” I glance at the bathroom door and back to him. “Did you hear us?”

“I think everyone on this mountain probably heard you,” Blake mumbles without lifting his head.

“Was that okay? We haven’t talked about this . . . Boundaries or whatever.”

“As long as she’s into it, I’m good,” West says as his eyes close again.

Blake gives a thumbs up and before I know it they’re both asleep again. My eyes drift shut as I wait for Violet, my sweet cherry, to get her ass back out here. I fall asleep thinking about the sight of her spread wide over West’s cock and Blake’s tongue. That was fucking hot and unexpected, I kind of wish it was my cock. The shower turning on in the bathroom is the last thing I remember before sleep pulls me all the way under.

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