Page 44 of A Hunter Turned
Wiggling brows that were probably nothing more than a smudge of brown pencil, if that, she teased, “Do you want to see who can get naked faster?”
Archer let out a bark of laughter before he sobered. “How are you feeling?”
Giving an experimental stretch and enjoying Archer’s hissed breath as she provocatively rubbed up against him, she told him honestly, “The wrists hurt, not surprising, but everything else seems good as new.”
“Then I accept your challenge.”
Giving a little squeal of happiness, Jamie shoved off the covers and yanked off her pajamas, grateful for elastic waistbands. When she was finished, Archer’s shirt was off, jeans and underwear still around his socked feet as she tackled him and straddled his hips. With a wide grin, she announced, “I win.”
His hips lifted beneath her, strong fingers cupping her backside as his eyes glinted wickedly. “I think that’s a matter of opinion.”
Sliding her rapidly dampening core over his erection, Jamie groaned. “The rules were clear. I was faster,” she finished on a breathless moan.
Cupping the back of her head, he pulled her closer and groaned near her ear, “But we both get to enjoy the prize.”
Her fingers delved into the cool locks of his hair, gripping the back of his head as she met his mouth for a devouring kiss. She’d almost died. In fact, if it weren’t for Nedra, Archer, one of his pack, or one of her team may have found nothing more than a shriveled corpse. Worse, they may have found her still alive, aged, and skeletal, beyond helping and they would have been forced to put her out of her misery. The thought was a vice around her chest and a driving need to reassure herself and Archer that she was alive. She was well. Whole and hearty and still able to take on an alpha wolf.
Breaking the kiss, she gasped “I love you,” the words needing to be said, to be heard, to be repeated. “I love you.”
Archer groaned, his hips rocking beneath her as his mouth trailed wet kisses down her throat. “I love you, Jamie.” His hands lifted to either side of her face and his eyes met hers, a brilliant, shining, silver. “I never thought I would say those words again to anyone but my daughter. You were a surprise.”
Their mouths joined in another heated kiss before Archer broke it, his voice reverent as he said against her lips, “I was merely surviving before you. You brought me back to life.”
Jamie’s heart felt like it was beating so hard it was going to burst straight out of her chest. Happiness suffused her, seemed to bubble through her bloodstream in a thrilling rush. Her joy dimmed slightly as she recalled the pack females and what they’d said, what she still needed to tell Archer, but his lips latching onto her nipple had every thought leaving her brain as her entire focus shifted to the pleasure brought forth by his mouth. Her head kicked back with a gasp as she held him against her.
As he moved to give the other nipple equal treatment, Jamie’s hips continued to rock against that hard length that had grown slick with her arousal, the head rubbing deliciously against that swollen bundle of nerves. She was going to come and she wanted him inside of her when she did. Lifting slightly, with the intent of positioning him, she squealed with surprise as she was rolled beneath him and then groaned as he began kissing his way down her belly.Oh, yes. Please.
If she thought he might tease her, circling rather than going where she needed him, she’d have been wrong. Archer’s mouth latched onto her, his hands gripping and spreading her thighs as he settled his body near the bottom of the bed.
Jamie’s heels dug into the mattress, her fingers gripping handfuls of his hair as her back bowed off the mattress, spasming with the orgasm that rocked through her. Her cry was hoarse, her eyes nearly rolling in the back of her head as wave after wave of pleasure surged through her.
Archer stayed with her, his hands moving to clasp her hips and keep them still as he prolonged the pleasure with every lick and suckling kiss. Jamie tugged weakly at his hair, she needed him inside of her, needed to feel him filling her, and though the words wouldn’t come, Archer understood. His body surged up over her, his mouth latching onto hers in a kiss that only further seemed to short circuit her brain, and that thick erection was sliding home.
Both of them gasped at the exquisite pleasure. What started as slow rocking became hard thrusts as Jamie demanded more. Her hands reached for his pumping ass, fingernails digging in as her own hips lifted to meet him. The legs of the bed lifted and thumped back down in a rough accompaniment to their panting breaths and groans.
“I want to feel you at my throat as I come,” Archer growled, his voice nearly animalistic in his passion, which only served to bring her right to the edge of her building orgasm.
Jamie didn’t hesitate. Her fangs had already been tingling with need, elongating with primal desire. With a hiss, she latched onto his throat, the taste of his blood bringing her to the peak, and casting her over the side with a moan.
Archer snarled, his thrusts becoming jerky as he continued to pound into her willing flesh. With a loud shout, he too hurdled over the edge, his erection pulsing and throbbing inside of her, prolonging her pleasure.
As Jamie licked the wounds she had created to help seal them, Archer collapsed against her, his panting breaths hot against her neck and she held him close, her lips kissing along the line of his strong, sweat-dampened shoulders.
“I love you,” he breathed. “I love you.”
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As they lay cuddled together in the aftermath of their lovemaking, Archer could tell that something was on Jamie’s mind. “What are you thinking about?” he asked, his fingertips lightly drawing patterns on her skin.
She released a long exhale and then, hesitantly, “There’s something I need to tell you.”
Feeling like she needed the encouragement, he kissed the top of her head and squeezed her a bit tighter in reassurance. “There is nothing you can’t say to me, Jamie.”
“The other night, when I texted you that I had some errands to run, that was a lie.”
Remaining silent, Archer waited as she let out a sigh and then rubbed her forehead with her fingers. “Some of your pack approached me. They accused me of manipulating your emotions and demanded I leave.”
A growl rumbled in his chest. Thanks to Sissy, he had known the females had overstepped their authority and told Jamie to leave but to accuse her of manipulating him?
