not here to stroke your ego, okay. Given the choice, I’d rather not do this right now. I’d have liked to wait and get to know you a little more…But we don’t have that kind of time.”
He looked up at the ceiling, his jaw tight. “So what? You’re going to hop on and ride me? You know I need to be hard for that, and right now.” He gestured to his crotch. “Nothing.”
I took several steps closer and allowed my Loup to swim to the surface. His scent filled my head. My skin pebbled with anticipation and heat swirled low down in my belly before slipping down to settle between my thighs. My body wanted him, and I’d let it have him.
The sheet over his crotch rose as he grew hard.
“Fuck,” he bit out.
“Seems to be working now.”
His chest heaved as I bridged the distance between us. He was beautiful. There was no denying that. His skin was a shade darker than Grayson’s. His hair was ebony, drinking in the light around it. His eyes were fathomless pits of emotion I couldn’t begin to comprehend.
I shimmied out of my jeans and knickers but kept my T-shirt on. He didn’t need to see my breasts. I just needed to climb on top, slide onto his cock, and ride him until we were pulled into the Vista.
I could do this.
“Take it off,” he said gruffly. “Take the shirt off too.”
“I don’t need to take it off.”
He closed his eyes and turned his face to the side. “I’m a boobs man. It’ll help get this over quicker.”
He wanted this over too? A far cry from the Hunter of a few weeks ago. The one who couldn’t wait to fuck me. He’d changed…We’d changed.
I considered arguing further but decided against it and tugged off my top. His mouth parted, breath coming faster and shallower. My nipples tightened to hard peaks beneath his hot regard. I wanted him to touch me, to take my nipples into his luscious mouth and swirl his tongue around them.
No.
This was sex that needed to happen.
I didn’t have to enjoy it.
But my body was already singing, telling me I was going to have the time of my fucking life because we had a cosmic connection so deep it was woven into our souls.
Hunter pulled back the sheet to reveal his boxer-clad arousal. “Do you want to do the honors?”
I licked my lips. “You can…”
He pushed down the waistband of his boxers and freed his erection, palming it and working it up and down. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from the motion, the thickness, the length, and the glistening tip that told me he was more than ready for me.
“What are you waiting for, Fee? You want to do this or not?”
His tone was thick with desire, but there was an angry edge to it. I didn’t care. He was part of my Tribus. Grayson’s twin, my fated mate. This wasn’t the order I’d have wanted to do things in, but I couldn’t risk losing him over my sensibilities.
He wasn’t evil. I just needed time to know him.
Time that would come afterward.
I climbed onto the bed and straddled him, reveling in the heat that crawled up my body as the beast inside stretched and filled me.
He didn’t touch me. In fact, his hands were fists at his sides, dark eyes locked on my face as I reached down and gripped him at the base.
His breathing quickened. I didn’t have to, but I couldn’t help but stroke him. He was silk over steel. He was velvet and slick precum and my mouth watered with the need to taste him. I squashed that impulse. No need to go there. I needed him inside me.
“Fee…fucking just do it,” Hunter snapped.
His body was coiled as if he was ready to lash out.
I pushed up on my knees and finally guided the head of his cock to my core. I ran it up and down, sliding it between my lips.
Hunter threw back his head, breathing through his nose, his jaw ticking.
Oh, fuck. He felt good. Too good, and then I positioned him and lowered myself onto him slowly.
He groaned as I encased him, and I couldn’t help but whimper as he filled me. He was thicker than I was used to, and the sensation, although pleasant, was slightly uncomfortable.
I rolled my hips, settling onto him, and then I began to undulate. The plan had been to get it over with quickly. The plan hadn’t been