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Gunner’s gaze combed her features, searching for any doubt. His heart beat fast in his chest, and his cock was ready to explode. He extended his hands to her boxers and reached beneath the elastic, skimming her smooth skin with his palms. Nay lifted her legs and brought them together up high. Gunner yanked the material upward and was afforded a glimpse of her entrance. He hitched a breath. It was wet and ready. His member perked up, excited.
He threw the underwear over his shoulder, not caring where they landed. Her feet landed on either side of him, her knees hugging his hips. Gunner cupped the top of her thighs, pushing his hands downward, while leaning slightly forward. Her muscles jumped beneath his sensitive fingertips. When he made it to the base of her legs, he flicked out his thumb and ran it along her opening. She gasped and lifted her hips off the bed.
The tip of his dick slickened. He grasped the hem of her t-shirt and, in one quick swoop, hauled it off her. She fell back onto the pillows, her dark hair haloing her head. Her silver locket fell into the hollow of her throat. As she sucked in deep breaths, her chest heaved. Her breasts were larger than she allowed people to know, just as he’d suspected. Gunner’s mouth watered and he leaned over to take one of the light pink nipples in his mouth.
“Yes,” she moaned, and her fingers gripped his hair.
He circled the bud with his tongue, while he squeezed the other. It was firm and full. He pinched the tip between his finger and thumb, and it expanded beneath his fingertips. The insistent throbbing below demanded more. Gunner switched sides, his breathing coming hard and fast.
“Gunner, you’re driving me mad,” she muttered, as she ran her small hands down his back, digging into the muscle.
He freed the nipple and moved upward, taking her hot mouth with his.
The tingling at his neck gave evidence his powers were becoming involved, and he forced them down.
Not yet.
He wanted to enjoy this girl. She was sweet and fiery, and he wanted more. Nay pushed her hands lower and grasped his ass as she widened her legs. When he pulled away to taste her neck, she whispered against his ear. “Take me, now, Gunner. I can’t wait.”
Gunner’s fangs slipped down just a fraction and he stilled. He closed his mouth securely around the alien evidence and pushed himself to his elbows to stare at her. Her swollen lips were covered in moisture, and her pupils were wide with passion.
He kept his gaze on her, not wanting to miss a moment of her reaction. Reaching down, he guided himself to her. Instead of entering, he ran his length along her. She breathed out and arched her back, her fingernails digging into his waist. He did it again, more slowly, and she rocked her head back and forth. “Gunner, please…”
Gunner wanted to watch her for as long as he could, because he knew, once he was inside her, he wouldn’t last long. He wanted to see her face as her orgasm took over. His hips lifted again, and he slid along her slickness in slow, excruciating movements.
Her eyes widened. “Now, Gunner. Now!”
He hefted upward and entered her in one fluid motion. A loud, guttural moan came from deep within him. Exquisite ecstasy shot through him, and he almost spilled within her immediately. He clamped his jaw and continued to study her. Her chin raised and quick gasps blew in and out of her.
Gunner stayed deep within her as he tried to get control of himself. He grasped the hair at her neck and turned her face to his, and fastened his mouth over hers. His hips shifted and he pulled back and then pushed forward again.
His mouth still covering hers, he regarded her eyes. They stared off, lost in the land of lust. His fangs extended farther, and he released her tongue. Gunner thrust again, and she swelled around his length.
“So good,” he murmured against her lips. Her legs wrapped around him, locking behind him.
This time when he pushed, she met him, slamming herself deeper. She half moaned and cried out. Her lids drifted shut and he moved quicker, knowing she was on the cusp. His neck tingled, and her face lit from the glow of his eyes. He was turning full Anathergian on her. He lunged harder and deeper, his sac slapping against her.
She screamed as her core clamped around him, her mouth wide as she heaved in deep breaths. Her face contorted in pleasure, and her contractions pumped around him. She breathed outward, and he bent his face into her neck, not allowing her to see the evidence of his alienness.
Nay’s orgasm continued, and he drove into her, deeper and harder. He wanted a taste of her. Just one small taste. He opened his mouth and pricked her smooth skin covering the pulse beating fast at the base of her neck with the tip of his fang. A deep red drop of blood swelled, and the glow of his russet eyes gave it a long shadow. Nay continued to shift beneath him. He flicked out his tongue and lapped up the bead. His eyelids lowered as her essence swam in his mouth. She was clean and wholesome.
He pumped with more force. A heaviness built at the base of his cock and the head enlarged. He increased his pace, grunting into her sweat coated hair. His sac tightened, and he tried to stretch out the oncoming waves, forcing them back. Her tide of slick satisfaction drenched him, and his powers allowed him to push quicker. She cried out, and clamped around him again, her second orgasm sending him over the edge.
“That’s right, Nay. Come,” he panted. “Come with me.”
A tsunami of pleasure blanketed him, and his seed ejected into her. He whimpered at the exquisiteness of it. Her hips were tuned perfectly with his and both of their bodies synced together. Her muscles sucked him deeper, and he filled her again with his fluid. Still not done, his body drove into her as another gush of his semen expended.
He gasped for air, unable to get enough oxygen. His powers cooled and he raised above her, their slick skin sticking to each other. Her face was wet and her hair stuck to her cheeks. She smiled up at him and then laughed.
He was about to ask what the laugh was for, when she said, “I have never experienced anything like that in my life. Holy shit, that was incredible.”
Warmth spread through his chest as he blinked down at her, and then he leaned down to taste her lips. He smiled against them, and drew away, pulling her with him as he laid on his back. She settled herself against him, and Gunner ran his finger along her spine.
“A little piece of heaven in this literal hell I’m going through,” she muttered.
He took in a breath and let it out slowly. “At least there’s that.”
She nodded and sat up. “What have you found out?”
“I’ll go check. First, bathroom stop.”
Nay giggled as she stepped from the bed. He studied her lithe form as she searched for her clothes. “I’ve no idea where anything is,” he admitted.
She shrugged. “Doesn’t matter.” Her bare feet padded along the floor as she headed to the bathroom.
He listened as she turned on the shower. Gunner raised himself up from the mattress and fished his jeans from the floor as he headed down the stairs. After making a pit stop in the half bathroom, he buttoned his jeans and strode into his office to check the progress of his hunt.
“Bingo,” he said, when his system showed the name of the man who took Kristine. A print out of the man’s record displayed next to the man’s image. Gunner frowned.
Not good. Not good at all.
Kristine had definitely become mixed up with the wrong person. Gunner texted Nico, letting the man know he needed the warrior to do a drive-by with him. Nico replied within seconds saying he was game.
Gunner transferred the data to his phone and shut down his systems. As he locked the door, the echo of Nay’s feet on the stairs came to him.
When she rounded the corner, he smiled at her, not wanting her to be aware of his concerns yet. “I’ve got some results.”
“Right on,” she said, bumping her fist to his.
He nodded. “I’m gonna hop in the shower. I’ve asked a friend to help, but it might take some heavy handed action, so I’m going to drop you by the house while we’re busy with
that.”
Her smooth brow wrinkled. “Why can’t I go with you?”
Gunner let his face go blank. “It might get ugly, so it’s best if you stay safe for a bit.”
“Huh uh,” she said, shaking her head. “No way. Not going to happen.”
“Listen, Nay, I’m not trying to leave you out. Not even. But I don’t want you—”
“Gunner, I appreciate what you’re trying to do, but there is no way in hell I’m not going to be there when you find this guy. Understand?”
He studied her, and knew he was fighting a losing battle. Hefting a shoulder, he said, “Okay, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”