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“Motherfucker,” he curses darkly. His hand moves back to my hair and he grips the strands tightly in a fist. He forces my head back, only to slam forward again. He uses my hair to control the speed at which he fucks my mouth
My hips lift into the air as I search for a touch I’m desperate for. One hand leaves his ass and my fingers seek out the swollen folds of my pussy. I insert one finger into my slick hole then bring the tip to my clit, desperately flicking the tight bundle of nerves.
“I’m gonna come, Cat,” he grits out. “You want it?”
With my mouth full of his cock, I hum in the back of my throat and nod.
The sound barely leaves me before he pulls back a couple of inches, and a blast of hot cum spurts out of him, coating my throat. I greedily swallow the bitter saltiness down. After licking every drop from his cock, I let him slide out of my mouth with a pop.
He still hovers over me, his shoulders rising rapidly as he tries to catch his breath.
“Fucking hell, baby,” he mumbles. “That was incredible.”
I can’t help the cheesy grin that stretches my lips. “It was my pleasure.”
Chuckling, he scoots down until he’s once again between my legs. He grabs my hips and lifts me so he’s on his knees and I’m straddling him, my arms around his neck. A low moan slips from my lips as my wet pussy presses against his rigid shaft.
God bless Hunter’s stamina.
“My little Cat needs to be filled, doesn’t she?” he asks, nuzzling his lips against my neck.
“Yes,” I whimper, tilting my head to the side.
Without warning, he lifts me enough to notch his head at my opening and pulls my body down on his shaft. The sudden intrusion pinches a bit, but the delicious fullness overrides the slight pain.
Hunter uses my body the same way he used my mouth. Slowly at first, then picking up speed. I hold on tight and relish the divine ride he’s giving me.
ChapterSeventeen
Hunter
Ispring awake when I hear the whimpers beside me, my instincts on high alert. I’m on my side, facing Cat, and my eyes immediately move to her face. Her expression is pinched in pain and her head tosses back and forth on the pillow.
“Oh, God, please,” she cries in her sleep, the broken tenor of her voice shattering my soul. “Please don’t hurt them. Take me instead.”
Throwing the blanket off both of us, I sit up and slip my arms under her shoulders and knees. She’s still stuck in her nightmare as I settle her on my lap.
“Please don’t make me,” she whimpers.
“Cat, baby, wake up.” I kiss her damp forehead. It’s destroying me to hear her pleas, but I’m afraid of waking her up too quickly. These fucking nightmares are slowly sucking the soul out of my body.
Suddenly, she stiffens and lets out a godawful cry. “NOOO!”
The sound still echoes in the room when her eyes snap open. I see the events of that night still lingering in her gaze before the protective barrier in her mind takes over and the look fades, the memories receding.
“Hunter,” she croaks dryly. Her arms band around my neck and her face falls to my chest, where she sits for several minutes, great sobs shaking her entire body.
With my knees slightly raised, I pull her closer against me. I feel like my chest is collapsing in on itself as my eyes become moist.
“It’s okay. I’ve got you,” I whisper against her ear. “Was it the same?”
It takes her a moment to calm down so she can lift her head. Her eyes are swollen, her face is red, and her cheeks are streaked with tears.
“Yes,” she says, her voice scratchy. “But….”
She trails off and her eyes fall away from me to look at her clenched hand resting on my chest.
Fear seizes my lungs, making breathing impossible. What else did she see? She usually never sees anything. She only remembers the screams. From her descriptions, it always sounds like a combination of her screams and those of our babies. Of course, she doesn’t acknowledge they’re our children’s cries. Only that it belongs to her and to someone else.
