Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Answer me,” I demand.
“Yes,” she hisses, and the sound of her surrender makes my cock throb painfully.
I feel the cool night air brushing over our heated skin as I position myself to dive deeper inside of her for the first time.
“Tell me you’re sure, I need to hear it again,” I whisper, my fingers working her clit gently as I press my tip against her soaked core. I grip her dark hair in one hand, my cock pulsing with need as I inch just inside her, feeling the tightness of her body adjust around me.
“Yes, I’m ready. I’m ready for us, for you, all of you,” she breathes, her voice shaky as she sucks in a breath just as I slide past her entrance, stopping to let her adjust to the stretch. Her body is so warm, so tight, that I feel my control start to fray.
“You feel like heaven, sweetheart,” I groan, my head dropping as I struggle to hold back. “You feel so good, I might lose my mind inside you.”
She lets out a breathy laugh, her legs wrapping around my waist. “I’ve never felt so full,” she admits, her voice trembling. “When I first saw you, I never imagined a guy your size would fit, but now…it feels amazing.”
Her words break the last of my restraint, and I thrust deeper, breaching the thin barrier that’s kept her untouched. She gasps, her muscles tensing, but I soothe her with slow, swirling strokes of my hips and a soft suckle on her nipple.
“You okay, Little Bird?” I ask, my voice rough with need.
“Perfect,” she whispers, her body relaxing beneath me. “I’m so perfect.”
I slide my hand between her thighs, rubbing her clit gently as she pants and moans, her sounds growing louder. Her eyes flutter shut as I kiss her again, pouring all my pent-up passion into each stroke.
“You don’t know what you do to me,” I murmur against her lips, feeling her start to shake beneath me.
Her legs tremble, and her soft cries turn into desperate moans as she reaches her climax, squeezing around me so tightly that I nearly lose control.
“Oh God, Hunter,” she cries out, her body convulsing around me.
I drive deeper, thrusting harder as I feel her tighten, her release triggering my own. I come in long, hot jets of cum, the intensity of it leaving me breathless. My entire body trembles with the force of it, my senses flooded with everything that is Lark.
We collapse together, our bodies slick with sweat, our breathing ragged. I pull out slowly, still half-hard but satisfied in a way I never thought possible.
Lark nestles against me, her face glowing with contentment. I trace the curve of her body with my fingers, lingering on the softness of her skin. “Rest now, beautiful,” I whisper, my voice low and filled with promise. “I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”
Chapter Six
Lark
The first thing I notice is the warmth, the heavy weight draped over me, and the steady rise and fall of a chest beneath my cheek. For a moment, I stay still, my eyes squeezed shut, unwilling to face the reality of what happened. But then I feel the rough scrape of stubble against my forehead, and everything comes rushing back—the storm, the cave, the raw need that tore through me like wildfire.
I shift slightly, my muscles sore and a delicious ache settling low in my body. The realization of where I am, who I’m with, and what we did hits hard. Hunter’s arm is wrapped around my waist, holding me close as if he’s afraid I’ll disappear.
I look up, my gaze landing on his face. In the dim light of the cave’s entrance, he looks different—vulnerable, almost. His jaw is relaxed, the tension that usually hardens his features gone, replaced by something softer, almost tender. I let myself study him for a moment, my gaze tracing the curve of his lips, the strong line of his jaw, the faint scar near his temple. I try to reconcile the man who just held me like I was his whole world with the gruff, distant stranger who rescued me days ago.
But the more I watch him, the more a cold knot of fear starts to twist in my chest. What happens now? The thought is sharp, jagged, like a blade against tender skin. I’ve never been in a moment like this—raw, exposed, completely without armor. I’ve fought for control for so long, fought to keep every wall up. But last night, I let them all crumble. And now… now I don’t know if I can build them back up again.
Hunter stirs, and his eyes flutter open, confusion and then clarity settling over his features. His gaze locks onto mine, and for a second, something passes between us—an unspoken understanding, maybe even a promise. But it’s gone as quickly as it appeared. His eyes darken, and he pulls back, shifting away from me.