covetous look swept over Hunter’s face. “You’re mine to pleasure. No other man will ever show you anything,” he demanded angrily, possessively.
She nodded agreeably. Like she’d want another male? She’d gone thousands of years without knowing desire, and some of the gods had been pretty hot. The carnal desire had just never been there. “Never,” she declared huskily to soothe him. “Now, show me.” Her nude body squirmed beneath him, desperate for him to claim her.
Athena could see the sweat beginning to bead on his face as he leaned down and kissed the mating mark on her shoulder gently. “Mine.”
She didn’t remind him that the mark was only temporary. Right now, the only thing that mattered was Hunter. They were connected by that faint mark, and that had to be enough. “Then claim me,” she begged.
Hunter’s mouth suckled at her shoulder and then moved to her neck. “When you’re ready,” he grumbled against her skin.
Ready? She was ready. She’d been ready. “Now,” she insisted, desperate.
She felt him shake his head, the coarse strands of his hair rubbing against her nipples as he licked his way to the valley between her breasts.
Patience, Princess. Hunter started talking to her telepathically, his mouth busy driving her insane.
Her back arched and she moaned as Hunter’s mouth clamped onto a diamond-hard nipple, not sure whether she was expressing pleasure or pain. The sensation of his teeth and tongue teasing the sensitive peak was exquisite, even if it was making her core clench with need and her body tremble from her head to her toes. “Yes,” she hissed, moving her hands into his hair and gripping the strands tightly.
His scorching mouth went back and forth, as though he worshipped her breasts. Athena’s body hummed, letting her entire being slide down a slippery slope that ended in pulsating erotic sensation. “More. I need more,” she whimpered, tightening her grip on Hunter’s hair.
Her thighs were open, cradling Hunter’s enormous body between them. She wrapped her legs around his back, her hips coming up instinctively. Her hot, wet core rubbed against the tip of his cock, and she desperately tried to seek the entire shaft as he moved slowly down her body.
Wait, Athena. Wait. This will make taking me a lot easier.
She heard his command in her mind, but she didn’t want to heed him. She needed. She wanted. And she didn’t want or need to be any more ready than she already was.
Trust me.
The low, plaintive command in her head jolted her into compliance. She stopped fighting him and allowed him to untangle her legs from around his back and push them apart.
His head was level with her pussy now, his hands holding her thighs to the bed. She might be a virgin, but she hadn’t lived thousands of years without knowledge. Athena knew exactly what he was going to do, and just the thought of his fiery mouth between her legs was…
“Oh, God,” she moaned as he lowered his head and ran his tongue along the entire length of the moist, quivering flesh between her thighs, hesitating before finally flicking it over her clit.
“Again,” she pleaded, nearly in tears from the brief, intimate touch. It wasn’t enough. It wasn’t anywhere near what her body was demanding.
You taste like nectar from the gods, Athena. So sweet, so hot. Do you know what it does to me to see you needy like this for me? Hunter stretched out as though he were making himself comfortable for a long meal.
Athena sincerely hoped it made him want to satisfy her because she couldn’t take much more. “Hunter,” she entreated. “I need you so much.”
She hadn’t even finished her sentence before Hunter’s scorching tongue gave her the pressure she needed, running the flexible organ over and over the throbbing nub between her folds. He teased and devoured, satisfied and frustrated, his scorching lips devouring her pussy and savoring it at the same time.
Athena’s head fell back against the
She nodded agreeably. Like she’d want another male? She’d gone thousands of years without knowing desire, and some of the gods had been pretty hot. The carnal desire had just never been there. “Never,” she declared huskily to soothe him. “Now, show me.” Her nude body squirmed beneath him, desperate for him to claim her.
Athena could see the sweat beginning to bead on his face as he leaned down and kissed the mating mark on her shoulder gently. “Mine.”
She didn’t remind him that the mark was only temporary. Right now, the only thing that mattered was Hunter. They were connected by that faint mark, and that had to be enough. “Then claim me,” she begged.
Hunter’s mouth suckled at her shoulder and then moved to her neck. “When you’re ready,” he grumbled against her skin.
Ready? She was ready. She’d been ready. “Now,” she insisted, desperate.
She felt him shake his head, the coarse strands of his hair rubbing against her nipples as he licked his way to the valley between her breasts.
Patience, Princess. Hunter started talking to her telepathically, his mouth busy driving her insane.
Her back arched and she moaned as Hunter’s mouth clamped onto a diamond-hard nipple, not sure whether she was expressing pleasure or pain. The sensation of his teeth and tongue teasing the sensitive peak was exquisite, even if it was making her core clench with need and her body tremble from her head to her toes. “Yes,” she hissed, moving her hands into his hair and gripping the strands tightly.
His scorching mouth went back and forth, as though he worshipped her breasts. Athena’s body hummed, letting her entire being slide down a slippery slope that ended in pulsating erotic sensation. “More. I need more,” she whimpered, tightening her grip on Hunter’s hair.
Her thighs were open, cradling Hunter’s enormous body between them. She wrapped her legs around his back, her hips coming up instinctively. Her hot, wet core rubbed against the tip of his cock, and she desperately tried to seek the entire shaft as he moved slowly down her body.
Wait, Athena. Wait. This will make taking me a lot easier.
She heard his command in her mind, but she didn’t want to heed him. She needed. She wanted. And she didn’t want or need to be any more ready than she already was.
Trust me.
The low, plaintive command in her head jolted her into compliance. She stopped fighting him and allowed him to untangle her legs from around his back and push them apart.
His head was level with her pussy now, his hands holding her thighs to the bed. She might be a virgin, but she hadn’t lived thousands of years without knowledge. Athena knew exactly what he was going to do, and just the thought of his fiery mouth between her legs was…
“Oh, God,” she moaned as he lowered his head and ran his tongue along the entire length of the moist, quivering flesh between her thighs, hesitating before finally flicking it over her clit.
“Again,” she pleaded, nearly in tears from the brief, intimate touch. It wasn’t enough. It wasn’t anywhere near what her body was demanding.
You taste like nectar from the gods, Athena. So sweet, so hot. Do you know what it does to me to see you needy like this for me? Hunter stretched out as though he were making himself comfortable for a long meal.
Athena sincerely hoped it made him want to satisfy her because she couldn’t take much more. “Hunter,” she entreated. “I need you so much.”
She hadn’t even finished her sentence before Hunter’s scorching tongue gave her the pressure she needed, running the flexible organ over and over the throbbing nub between her folds. He teased and devoured, satisfied and frustrated, his scorching lips devouring her pussy and savoring it at the same time.
Athena’s head fell back against the
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