Page 14 of The Hunt
For the first time, I felt desired.
Peppering kisses down my jaw, then my neck. My breath hitched as his teeth grazed my skin. I clung onto his shoulders and lolled my head back to give him better access to any part of me that he wanted.
“Gods, you’re so fucking perfect.”
“Stop it,” I murmured, not needing the lies.
He gently pushed me onto the bed and kissed down my chest, between my breast and toward my bottoms. After ripping them off, he placed his mouth on my underwear, over my pussy, kissing me.
“You don’t even realize it, do you?” he murmured, pulling down my underwear and replacing it with his mouth. He set my legs on either of his shoulders and dipped his legs between them, immediately finding my clit. “Fucking perfect.”
“Apollo…” I whispered, tipping my head back and grasping his hair.
“I mean it,” he said, lapping at my clit.
Over and over and over. Until it was swollen.
“You’re mine. You’ve been mine since the moment I saw you in that library.”
Pressure rose in my core, almost becoming unbearable. I pushed on his head, needing him to stop, because if he didn’t… God, if he didn’t… He gripped my thighs tighter and fastened his mouth on my clit, looking up at me through dark eyes.
Circle after circle after circle.
I curled my toes, the pleasure exploding through my body. I arched my back, my legs trembling uncontrollably around his shoulders, and desperately tried to push him away to displace all the ecstasy.
“This pussy is mine,” he growled, crawling up the bed and between my legs. His pants were off and his cock… his cock was hard, dribbling with precum and pressing against my entrance. “You’re all mine.”
His possessiveness should’ve scared me, but I’d never felt anything like this before.
And I wanted more.
“Tell me you want it as much as I do,” he murmured against my lips, teasing my pussy with the head of his cock, giving me enough to ache for more. “Tell me you want it as much as I do, Daph. Tell me. Please.”
God, the yearning!
“I need it,” I cried into his mouth. “Please, I need it!”
Apollo shoved his fat cock into my tight little pussy, pushing it as deep as it would go and groaning into my mouth. I clenched around him, tighter with every single thrust, and sucked his bottom lip between my teeth.
Another grunt left his mouth. “Daphhhh…”
“Harder. Faster. Please!”
After wrapping both his arms underneath mine, he pounded inside my pussy, his hair against his face with every thrust. Pressure rose higher and higher inside me, and I dug my nails deep into his back.
“Apollo, I… I… I’m going to–”
Before I could finish my sentence, he stilled deep inside my pussy. My eyes rolled back inside my head, and I cried out for the second time tonight, the pleasure rushing out of my cunt and all over him.
So many emotions that I didn’t recognize rushed through my body. So many feelings that I thought I’d never have, especially not for a guy like Apollo DeLuca.
CHAPTER 9
APOLLO
I stared up at the ceiling, one hand on my stomach, the other by my side. My chest rose and fell quickly as I tried to catch my breath. Daphne laid next to me, the blankets covering her body up to mid-chest, her gaze on the ceiling too.
“You really think I’m that bad?” I asked.
