Protect & Serve(216)

“Hunter…” I murmured hungrily.

“Yes, Sarah?”

I always loved the way my name dripped from his lips. As it did every time before, it turned me on so hard to hear him whisper it during our most intimate moments together.

“Fuck me hard, Hunter…”

There was no need for teasing or restraining now. With that invitation, he followed the suggestion to the T, clenching his fingers around my hips as he rammed his throbbing member into my wet, needful folds again and again…

He clasped a fistful of my hair with his balled hand, pulling me up into position against himself. The sensation of my tugging hair as his thick tool penetrated me with all the intensity he offered drove me towards the brink again…

“Keep that up, and you’re going to make me come again, Hunter,” I moaned out to him. “That feels so fucking good…”

“Good,” he chuckled lustfully, his heavy balls slapping against me as he fucked me hard. “Let it feel good… let yourself come… in fact, why don’t you just let go altogether?

“Come for me, Sarah,” he murmured into my ear as he arched my spine backwards, his fistful of hair guiding me like a rein. His free hand moved from clenching into my hip to squeezing my heaving breast, his rugged fingers gliding across the perky nipple.

“Come for me,” he repeated hungrily.

How could I turn down a request like that?

So I did.

As my body shivered with passion and undying need, I felt his punishing thrusts drive me towards the edge of pure and blissful satisfaction… and my moaning descended into a primal chorus of passion, desire, and eagerness utterly fulfilled.

The orgasm came just as hard as before, blinding my senses and driving every thought out of my head besides More, More, Yes, There, NOW…

The climax eclipsed my body and soul.

Crushing satisfaction poured across my flesh, stiffening my limbs as I clenched beneath his hulking, rugged form. While his cock began to speed up with intensity, fucking me harder than even before, I felt wave after wave of contentment flood my veins.

Hunter groaned out a hasty “Oh fuck, fuck, here it comes, fuck!” before going rigid against me as well. His throbbing member drove itself as deep into my wet chasm as it could possibly go as his chest released a feral growl of pleasure.

He released his hot, heavy seed into my slickened folds, pumping out every drop that he had to offer. My pleased pussy clenched around his thick cock, milking his heavy balls dry.

With one final rope of his seed inside, he all but collapsed against my body. I held myself up against the kitchen island and panted with unending satisfaction as the strength finally faded from his veins.

“That was… incredible,” he murmured into my ear.

“Not much has changed,” I smiled softly, wiping a finger of sweat from my forehead.

“That’s not true,” Hunter whispered into my ear. “You’ve changed for the better…”

“You flatter me,” I gasped as he gave me another quick little thrust inside, forcing my lips into an involuntary little moan.

I flashed him a mischievous, snarky little smile over my shoulder, and he pulled out. I could feel his seed slowly begin to slip down my thigh.

“It’s true,” Hunter reassured me, a finger lifting my chin as I turned to face him. “When I knew you before, you were a little brat… adorable, yes, but maybe a little more trouble than you were worth… and now…”

“Oh, trust me,” I grinned, leaning back against the kitchen island but resting my head against his chest. “I can still be a bit of a brat when I need to be. Part of me will always be that little teenage girl that you fell in love with… just like part of you will always be that tough, strong man I loved so much.”

Hunter nodded, reflecting on these words.

“Are you positive that you have to go? There can be a life for you here… you fought with the Devil’s Dragons. They already accept you as my woman, but now they’ll consider you one of their own…”

I sighed, nodding against his chest.

“I need to go,” I sadly answered him. “My lieutenant already wants my badge and my gun. There’s no reason to make that any harder than it is.”

Hunter lifted my chin with his finger again, steeling his gaze as he forced mine to meet it. He whispered the most vulnerable words I had ever heard him tell me:

“I don’t want you to go.”

The conviction, and the pain, in his eyes told me how truthful he was being. He meant those six words with everything that he had.

It pained me to give him my inevitable response.

“I don’t have a choice, Hunter.”