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I scramble to my knees, turning so I’m facing the headboard and Hunter has a clear view of my ass. I manage a quick peek to see his dick is already hard again, just that sight makes my pussy drip with need.
His hands skim up the back of my thighs and the warmth of his skin against mine has bumps rising over my body. They move to my ass cheeks and he squeezes and spreads them and I involuntarily buck backwards. The warm wetness of his tongue slides down my crack and around my hole and I let out a low needy moan. His focus does stay there for long as he moves his tongue up my spine until his body blankets mine and he leaves a trail of kisses over my shoulder blades. One of his large hands snakes around so he’s gripping onto one of my breasts and the other wraps around my neck.
“You may have me wrapped around your perfect little finger, Anya.” He speaks low into my ear, his voice husky and rough. “But you are mine. You belong to me and only me.” I throw my head back against his shoulder and moan. He takes full advantage of the unobstructed opening and trails his teeth along my neck before biting down roughly, then following the same trail with his tongue.
The hand on my chest slides down my front and his hand skates over my center. His finger only lightly touches my clit, but it’s so sensitive right now that my body jumps from the simple touch. I feel the head of his hard cock press against my opening but he doesn’t push in. The hand around my neck adjusts so that he’s supporting my chin, and he lifts my face, turning it to face him a little more. His mouth slams down on mine, and at the same time he bucks his hips and slams into me. We swallow each other’s moans and groans, our mouths staying connected as he moves in short rough thrusts. I can feel my body climbing that mountain, being pushed toward the edge only to be pulled back down. I let out another groan, but I’m pretty sure it comes out more as a whimper.
Like that needy sound from my lips switches a flip in Hunter, he tears his mouth from mine, then pushes me down so my entire body is against the mattress. A feeling of emptiness hits me when he pulls his dick out, but he’s quick to lift my hips and slam back in. His hands grip mine against the mattress while he’s rough with his hard thrusts. It’s only a few more minutes until his hips start moving more frantically and between the feel of him in me, the rough bedding sliding against my chest and Hunter’s dirty words in my ears, it all becomes too much.
“Come, Anya. Come now.” My entire body begins to tremble, and I scream out desperately as my orgasm overcomes me and I feel Hunter fill me with his own.
He keeps his arms around me as we both breathe heavily and slowly come down from the ledge. He kisses just beneath my ear before saying the one word that sends my heart soaring.
“Mine.”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Sebastian
Alec is goingto kill me. He’s going to torture the fuck out of me, then he’s going to kill me in the most gruesome way he can possibly come up with. And I deserve it. I may not be a sentimental guy, but I’ll admit when someone means a lot to me. And Alec means a lot to me. He stepped up and helped me when he didn’t have to. He believed me when I didn’t think shit was sitting right about Melanie. Cops figured she just fell in with the wrong people, but I knew otherwise. And Alec believed me. He didn’t even know me, but he helped me. This may not be where I saw my life ending up, but I’m thankful for it. I don’t know how many fucking times in my childhood I had to question where my next meal would come from. Not only has Alec made it so I never have to feel that way as an adult, but he helps me to ensure that other kids don’t have to go through what I did. Alec is a good fucking man, and I respect the hell out of him.
Yeah asshole, you respect him so much that you keep fucking his sister.
I shake my thoughts away, because right now is not the time to dwell on what a shitty person I am. Not while I’m driving back home with Anya in the passenger seat looking relaxed and carefree. I love seeing her like this. Even with all the fucked-up shit going on, she still manages to remain calm and easy going through all of it.
We’re only about a half hour from HQ, and I hate the feeling of dread forming in my stomach. I don’t want to go back, to step out of whatever bubble we’ve managed to create over the past couple of days. But Alec called last night and asked if I was ready to come back. He posed it as a question to make sure I took care of everything I needed to, but I knew that it really meant he wanted us back. I played it off as I was taking my time in order to keep Anya away while Tanner and Wyatt did their thing. He seemed to buy that, and even appreciate it. Which of course just made me feel like even more shit. Then he said that they might have a lead, but they need Anya back in order to flush him out. The thought of using my woman as bait pissed me the fuck off. But it would only make him suspicious if I tried to fight him on it. I shouldn’t care that much. So instead of arguing, I just asked if he felt like it would be safe, he said yes, so that was the end of the conversation.
“We should probably talk about what to do once we’re back.” Anya’s sultry voice breaks through my thoughts and I quickly glance at her but her gaze is focused out the windshield.
“Meaning?” I know what she means, but I need to hear her thoughts before I make any decisions.
“I won’t tell anyone,” she says quickly and for some reason that stings. I look at her again, but this time she does look at me. Her face is a mask of indifference, but I know better than to think she doesn’t care. “That’s what you want, right? To keep it a secret.”
Without thinking, I pull the car over onto the side of the long stretch of quiet highway and park. I turn in my seat so I can look at her directly.
I rest my arm on the back of her seat and lean in. “It’s not that Iwantto keep it a secret, Anya. But your brother will kill me if he finds out.” She nods her head and tries to turn away, but I grip her chin before she gets the chance. “I don’t want to hide this, baby. But right now isn’t the right time.”
“I get it.” I watch her throat as she swallows harshly and though I know she does get it to a point, she really doesn’t.
“Look at me, baby.” She turns back to me, and the glassiness in her eyes kills me. I lean forward, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. “I’m not letting you go, Anya. I won’t even let your brother take you from me. Be patient with me, okay? Once we get this shit figured out and resolved, you’re mine.”
“I’m already yours.” Her words snap something in me, and my hand grips the back of head and I slam my lips to her.
“Yeah, you are, baby. You’re all mine.”
* * *
“Since the notes have been left at random times, and pretty spread out, we have to assume that it’s someone who lives here in North Carolina, at least now.” Alec is speaking to Anya directly, but we’re all sitting in on the meeting. As usual, Collins and I are standing against the back wall while everyone else is sitting scattered around the large table. Anya is sitting so she’s facing me and I’m doing my best to provide her comfort without actually touching her or even being near her. Willow is by her side and I’m glad she is, but I’m also a little pissed that it can't be me.
“Tanner pulled your entire client file starting when you first opened your practice here. We’ve combed through them and ruled quite a few out. He’s going to sit down with you and go through the rest to see if any of them might stand out to you.” Anya nods her head in agreement. I know she hates being bossed around like this, but I also know that she’s ready to have this shit over with. Whoever is stalking her needs to be taken care of once and for all. In order to do that, she needs to cooperate with everything Alec tells her.
“I need you to stay here for a few days because I need Hunter on a job.” Anya let’s out an irritated sigh and for a moment I think she’s going to argue about the fact that he’s sending me on a job. I start to stand up a little straighter, but she speaks up first.
“Alec, I love you, but I really can’t stay in the room next to yours. I have to draw the line at listening to you and Willow having sex.” Everyone in the room chuckles while Willow turns pink at her best friend's statement. Alec doesn’t even react because the man doesn’t give a fuck who hears him and his woman.
“You can’t stay at your apartment, An. I don’t have enough manpower right now to have someone stay out there with you. I need you closer.”
“She can stay at my place.” The words are out of my mouth before I even have a second to think about it. Instead of backing down and drawing unnecessary suspicion, I push forward. “My house is empty right now anyways. And it’s obviously close. She can just stay there until this shit is resolved.” I shrug up a shoulder, trying to act like the idea of Anya in my space doesn’t turn me the fuck on. It really is the logical solution, but I highly doubt Alec would agree to it if he could read my thoughts right now.
