《Hunting His Prey》Chapter 24
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The way he looks at my very naked body is intoxicating. His eyes sweep me from my head, very slowly all the way down to my toes. He keeps looking at me like I'm his favorite thing in this world, that he just wants to eat alive, I may combust, or the very least come here and now. Just from a look!
He licks his lips as his eyes make their way to mine. His are smoldering with a lust I haven't seen before. No man, werewolf, or human has ever looked at me in such a way. It makes me want to almost hide my body and my face from his view. Luckily, I'm too stunned to move in the slightest. I'm afraid if I had tried, he would punish me severely.
He reaches into his pocket, without looking away from me. I'm so focused on his face, I almost miss him popping something into his mouth. "What..." I say just barely below my breath. He drops down to his knees, reaches out for my legs and drags me down to the edge of the bed. I cry out in surprise. He rubs my skin up and down, causing gooseflesh to appear.
"I'm about to take you on one hell of a ride little wolf. Do me a favor and close those gorgeous green eyes of yours." I look down at him, hesitation deep in my soul. I know he wouldn't hurt me, that isn't something I am afraid of with him, but I don't know what to expect to happen. "Trust me." He says as he bends his head down and kisses the inside of my thigh, just below my pussy.
I close my eyes, lay my body down, and take a couple deep breaths to calm my nerves. I feel him kiss up the inside of one leg, as he lightly brushes his fingers up and down the other. When he's close to my center he blows on my pussy, causing my mouth to open on a moan. "You like that?" I can hear the excitement in his voice.
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He does the same to the other leg, kissing the inside only this time he doesn't stop just below my center. He kisses all the way up, until he reaches my clit, then his tongue comes out to play. Whatever is in his mouth, gives me a tingle sensation that wasn't there before.
My legs begin to shake, as he plays with my little knub. I have to fight to keep my body still. "Good little wolf. Now time for me to indulge in my meal." He is a man of his word, he releases my leg, bringing his hand up to rub little circles where his tongue just was, so he could stick it into my body.
He delves his tongue as far into me as he can reach, I'm not certain what he's doing down there but he is hitting a spot inside that feels heavenly. Along with whatever is still in his mouth, giving me sensations that send me skyrocketing. I grab handfuls of the blankets below me as I scream so loud my ears ring.
"Fuck yes." I hear him say as he brings both his hands to my ass and lifts my lower body right up close to his face. Sucking my juices right up as they come. My body feels like it's on fire. The sensations working through me make my toes curl, and my body pulse and twitch.
Once the effects have dissipated, he looks up at me, rubbing his lips against my thighs, before working his way up my body with his lips. He licks and sucks my breasts into his mouth when he reaches them, causing one of my hands to reach for his head. I pull on the strands of his hair with need and pure pleasure as he continues.
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"You are my Goddess. The way you came undone." He releases my breast with a pop and looks up at me with golden eyes. "I want to go back on my word right now and fuck you so hard." I smile at him; I can't help but feel excited that he wants me so much. The once little boy I grew up with has such a desire for me, it makes him insatiable for my body and mind.
The next thing I know his mouth is covering mine, his tongue licking into my mouth with a ferocity of a man starving. I can taste my essence on his tongue, but there's a minty taste that joins the party. I pull away and look at him in shock, "that is what was in your mouth?" He gives me one hell of a predatory smile, "A breath mint, it gives you even more sensations as I feast on your delicious body. My favorite dessert." He winks at me before going back to kissing me senseless. This kiss is enough to render me speechless, making my knees weak, and causing me to forget my name.
He pulls back, looking down at me I can see the battle waging in his mind. He nods his head, with a look of determination coding his face. Pushing himself up from the bed, he reaches a handout to me. I place my palm in his and he lifts me with little to no effort.
"Don't worry I made sure you were completely clean down there. I got every drop." He seals his words with a peck on my lips. Walking away from me, I watch as his ass move with every step. Once he makes it to the door, his hand on the knob he turns to look my way. "Now that I have you satisfied for the night do not touch what's mine again." He glares me down.
The look he gives me makes me want to squirm where I stand. "That body, every part of you is mine. I give you your pleasure." He stares at me with the ferocity of an Alpha commanding his mate. "Don't make me come back into this room, lift you over my shoulder, and bring you to our bedroom tonight. I do not want to break my promise." It almost sounds intriguing, until he says the last part.
One thing Zane has always been proud of his how he can keep his word to those that matter. I wouldn't want to be the cause of him breaking that. "I'll keep my hands to myself." I give him my word. He studies me a moment, nodding his head, when he knows I mean what I say.
I watch as he opens the bedroom door and walks out. Slamming it behind him. Once alone I fall down on top of the bed, feeling almost as if I'm in a dream. I hear the bathroom door creak open, and a second later I see Claudette's face above me. "That shit was intense. I think I came just from listening." She laughs as I cover my face with a pillow in embarrassment.
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