He moaned and pulled me tighter to him. Molding my body to his as he changed angles to kiss me more deeply.
He was all heat and caresses.
Despite my aching body I felt my own arousal mounting, despite me.
Hunter's hands roved my body. Pulling my shoulders tighter against him.
Soon I felt like I was melting into him. "Love me, Vanna Rae. Love all of us."
I moaned into his mouth. Unsure what to say.
He rotated with me and leaned me over the chair. My back was along the cold surface making my nipples harden. I braced my elbows on the seat and he brought my hips down over the edge and toward his lap.
"I don't want to hurt you, Vanna Rae." He said softly. "I desire to pleasure you. So, I need you to communicate with me."
"How?"
"Tell me if I'm hurting you."
"O-okay...Hunter." I hesitantly agreed. Fearful that it must. All of me ached. And my arms shook beneath me from my body's exhaustion.
Hunter's probing staff eased against my lips which seemed to part for him of its own volition opening to my entrance which he glided into.
He caressed my lower back and smoothed his hands down the outside of my hips. Groaning as he entered me and paused. His thighs and hands shook as he fought for control. His head dropped and dark hair fell over his forehead as he watched where he joined with my body.
When he looked back at me his blue eyes were fearful, and I realized how close he was to going wild.
And how hard he's trying not to. I worried my look staring at him desperately.
He could really hurt me.
"I'm so sore, Hunter. Nearly raw."
"I know." He said in anguish. Still trying to be still though his hips were swaying slightly. Already dragging him in and out of me in subtle strokes.
"Just do it." I dropped my head back and groaned. Bracing myself for his brutal taking.
But his voice shocked me.
"No."
I looked up at him.
He blew a long breath and steadied himself. Stroking me slowly made him shake harder. His legs were nearly vibrating against the floor.
I moaned at the surprising feeling of immense pleasure rather than the expected pain. My body slicked, masking the aching parts and enhancing my pleasure.
He increased his pace, careful to keep the strokes shorter to keep from invading my womb which was, by far, the most sensitive.
Despite myself, my back reflexively began to arch. My buttocks flexed and legs shivered as I came, slicking his cock with my heat.
"Hunter!" I lurched up and clawed his shoulders.
I knew the smell of my arousal drowned him.
He grunted and shook his head like a wild animal. The sound deepened to a long growl, and he lost it. Hammering wildly into me.
But by now, my pleasure had mounted to such a high point from his kisses, his caresses, and my climax that it only built upon itself toward another. When I came again, he surged with me.
Groaning, and his jaw tightening as he met my look. His
mouth parted on pleasured sounds as he poured his seed into my body. Pulsing a few long strokes as he finished.
Reaching my peak made my body milk him for every drop as I squealed in rivers of ecstasy. Holding onto him as my muscles
flexed throughout my body. Resulting in me clinging to his.
He gave a low moan and fell backward. Bracing his hands on the floor and clawing it as I finished riding him. Stroking rhythmically until
my body finished feeding on his.
The door burst open.
Both Vanquish and Racer stood there with a bloodied rabbit in their hands.
Urgency and raw agony on their faces.
"You made her cum?" Racer accused as if betrayed.
"How are we supposed to think to hunt when we could smell her out there!" Vanquish swallowed hard.
Both of them looked at us positioned as we were as though mesmerized. Their expressions starved.
Oh, no...
The dead rabbit hit the floor.
The live one was panicking.
***
I climbed to my feet weakly. Putting out a finger between me. "Both of you stop!"
To my utter astonishment they skid to an abrupt halt.
I looked from Vanquish barefoot, wearing only pants, to Racer in his tunic, pants and boots.
"Racer."
His head snapped to attention.
"Give me your shirt."
He ripped it off and tossed it to me.
I yanked it on. "I need a minute. To eat. To breathe. Please."
They shifted uneasily and swallowed. Adjusting
themselves in discomfort.
I walked slowly to the rabbit they'd found for me. Watching them warily as I bent to pick it up. Knowing the tunic slid partway up my ass. Baring the lower part of my cheeks to their view.
All three groaned in pain.
I tugged it down and turned around. Rabbit in hand. "Now, stop it."
They whined in their throats, nearly in unison.
Like beaten pups. Turning to look away, made Racer and Vanquish run into each other. Then they shoved each other from their paths. Hunter was climbing to his feet, forcing himself to look away.