Reign A Romance Anthology - Nina Levine Page 0,150

delight.

Hunter pushes up, curling his fingers one last time as his thumb presses on my clit. His hand around my neck presses just that bit harder, almost forcing my air intake to a halt. My eyes clench shut as my muscle’s spasm, lights flash behind my eyes, and I moan so loudly it echoes through the air. A wave of insatiable heat rolls over me, engulfing me in a flurry of flames. My back arches as my skin prickles in a light sheen of sweat, and with one last circle of my clit, I explode in a mind-altering climax. I gasp for air as Hunter’s grip on my neck loosens. His fingers rub up and down my skin soothingly. My pussy throbs as it clenches and releases with satisfaction, and I sag against him in a blissful daze.

“You’re fucking gorgeous when you come,” he grunts out.

I let out a staggered breath. He leans in kissing me a little gentler this time but with energy and passion behind it.

“So choking is your thing?” I question.

Hunter pulls back, raising an eyebrow and dropping his hand from my neck. “Too much?” he asks.

I shake my head while biting my bottom lip. “God, no! That was incredible. Just the right amount of tension.”

He chuckles, leaning in to my neck and kissing where his hand was a moment before. “Excellent,” he murmurs against my skin. “Because I plan to do that as often as possible with you.” He pulls back, taking his fingers from my pussy and slides them into his mouth, absolutely devouring them.

A shiver runs down my spine at how sexy he makes that simple action look, and I reach out to the buttons of his shirt and start undoing them. The little fuckers are taking too long, so I grip either side and yank with force. They pop off one by one, and he chuckles.

“How am I going to walk back into your home and to your father without a shirt?”

My eyes widen, but then I shake my head. “Let’s not think about him right now.”

I slide the shirt over his strong shoulders. His abs are fucking heavenly as I squat. My hands move to his pants, and I begin undoing them while he looks down at me. I slide his slacks and briefs over his ass and down his toned legs. His cock springs free. It’s thick and long. Veins line the edge, making it look hungry with need. My eyes widen at how large he is.

“I’m on the pill. Fuck me, Hunter. Hard. Fast. Unrelenting. And fucking primal,” I demand.

His eyes light up like he’s won the damn lottery. Hunter grabs me, sliding me off the edge of the hood. Anticipation builds as he spins me, then pushes my chest onto the hood—my ass up in the air facing him.

“Hold on tight, princess. I’m gonna make you feel real fucking good.”

He stands behind me while my skin prickles with excitement as goosebumps run down my arms. His hand holds me down on the hood while the other travels over my hip and around to my ass cheek. He gently rubs my cheek, my heart pounds in my chest waiting in anticipation for whatever he’s going to do next. His fingers delicately slide along my pale skin. He pulls back and slams his palm against my flesh. My body slides up the hood with the force of the blow, and my heart skips a beat. My pussy slickens with wetness, and I gasp at the delicious pain.

“Again,” I murmur, and he chuckles.

His hand gently soothes the area he’s just slapped, and without warning, he pulls back, then slaps me again, but this time further down, much closer to my pussy. It tenses and pulsates with the blood rushing to the area, and I moan slightly at the feeling.

“Have you been a bad girl?” Hunter asks.

Smiling, I nod. “Yes. Please, punish me,” I tell him, and he groans, rubbing his erection into my ass.

“Fuck, Savanah.” He slaps me again, harder this time, and I yelp with the pain.

I love it even though it hurts.

I’m twisted, I know.

“Hold on, Sav,” he instructs, then his hand moves to my hip as the other holds me down, the side of my face pressed into the hood forcefully as he lines his cock up with my entrance. He slides it up and down my folds coating it in my juices, then suddenly slams inside me. His girth fills me entirely as I moan, adjusting to his