Page 134 of Ruthless Hunter


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“Yeah,” she answered, and reached for my hand, drawing me harder against her.

Any harder and I’d be inside. The mere thought made me fucking hard again. She let out a moan and shifted her ass, pressing against my stiffening cock.

“Fin.”

“Yeah?” I pressed my face into her hair. Having her here…knowing she wasn’t going anywhere. It was fucking torture.

She didn't speak, just moved once more, only her movements were purposeful, pushing…grinding.

“Fuck me, Anna,” I grumbled.

“That’s what I’m trying to do,” she responded, turning her head to find my gaze. “Now, if you’d only move a little more to the right...”

With a growl, I grabbed her thigh, parted her legs, and thrust inside her.

Jesus Christ, it was like coming home. Only it was a home I’d never been to, a home I’d only dreamed about. That feeling of falling,always falling. She reached over her shoulder to grasp my neck.

I kissed her and slammed into her, making her breasts bounce with every…jutting…thrust. I gave into the burgeoning frenzy and slid right into the beast. With a savage growl, I moved my hand from her thigh to the tiny nub of her clit, circling, dancing, sliding the length of my finger over that trembling peak. “Better get used to this, launderer. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t stand.”

She curled her back, driving her ass against me. The friction grew where we connected, drawing my balls tight.

“Is that a promise?” she taunted breathlessly.

I let out a sharp bark of laugher and slid out, forcing her onto her back before I moved between her thighs. Here I could command her, here I could control her. “Look down. Look at us.”

She obeyed, lifting her head from the pillow to watch as I pulled out. I was fucking slick and shiny, the head of my cock throbbing to release. She gave a low moan as I probed her opening, barely sliding in and out.

“Fin,” she gasped, opening her legs wide, driving that sweet ass low to meet the collision. “Fin,please.”

I braced my weight on my elbow and reached up, grabbing her jaw. “Please what, launderer?”

I knew I drove her wild, saw the need unhinged and glinting in her eyes as she curled her lip and glared at me. “Please give me what I need.”

I smiled with savage glee, angled my hips, and plunged.

Her eyes fluttered as she dropped her head back.“Oh, yesss.”

I drove my focus to that tipping point, feeling the rake of her nails along my back as she squeezed her eyes closed and clenched tight around my cock buried deep inside her. I leaned further in as my balls drew tight, and let go. A part of me wanted to fill her belly. I wanted her ripe and round. I wanted her to forever be tied to me, unable to go.

Deep down I knew it was the only way we’d ever be accepted.

By my father and the rest of the Commission.

My perfect, tenacious little launderer was going to be my ticket to take the Salvatore seat, whether she knew it or not. I pulled out and flopped over against the mattress, spent…exhausted. I closed my eyes, sensing her just as keenly as I had watching her.

“I…can’t…move,” she gasped.

I just smiled. “Good, then don’t.”

Leale padded into the bedroom and, with one massive grunt, hauled himself onto the bed. I cracked open my eyes and lifted my head. “Leale…”

“Don’t,” Anna commanded, rubbing her hand against my thigh. “Let him stay.”

“I’ve already lost him, haven’t I?” I complained, and dropped my head on the pillow. I knew when I was fighting a losing battle.

The asshole had the gall to grunt and sigh, before settling on her side of the damn bed.Her side.My own words in my head stole my annoyance. I cracked open my eyes again. Only that time, it was to watch her as she reached out with her eyes still closed to ruffle his damn ear. The asshole turned his head and gave me a look that said,see, bro, she likes me better than you.

“Asshole,” I growled under my breath, and dropped my head.

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