Page 139 of The Hunter's Empire

The moment the door clicks shut behind us, Nico’s mouth crashes against mine with raw hunger. He pushes me back hard against the wall of my suite, his strong body pressing flush into me.

The kiss is not gentle. It is desperate, almost violent, like he has been fighting this need for far too long and has finally lost the battle.

My mind spins with a thousand warnings. Yet my body completely surrenders. I kiss him back just as fiercely, my hands fisting tightly in his shirt as waves of heat flood through every inch of me.

I manage to pull my mouth away just enough to gasp. "You are so fucking infuriating."

Nico growls low in his throat and bites my lower lip, tugging it between his teeth. "And you talk too much."

Before I can snap back, he grabs both of my wrists with one strong hand and pins them high above my head against the wall. His other hand slides slowly down my side, gripping my waist possessively, fingers digging into my skin like he is claiming me.

"Look at you, Elf. So goddamn submissive right now after all that sharp tongue and attitude you give me every single day."

I try to pull my wrists free, twisting against his hold, but he holds them firmly in place. Anger and desperate need twist together inside my chest, making it hard to breathe.

"I hate how much I want this." I admit breathlessly. My voice shakes with frustration and unwanted desire.

He laughs darkly against my neck, the sound vibrating through me. Then he bites down hard on the sensitive skin just below my ear, hard enough to make me moan loudly.

"Good. I want you to hate it and still beg for it."

His free hand moves lower, sliding under the hem of my dress and pushing the fabric up around my hips. His fingers brush over my panties, and he lets out a deep groan when he feels how soaked the lace already is.

"Fuck, you are dripping for me. This tight little pussy is aching, isn’t it?"

I whimper as he presses two fingers firmly against my clit through the thin fabric, rubbing slow, teasing circles that make my knees go weak. The pleasure is immediate and intense.

"Nico… stop teasing."

But he doesn’t stop. He pulls my panties aside roughly and sinks two thick fingers deep inside me without any warning. I cry out sharply, my head falling back against the wall with a soft thud. The sudden fullness makes my walls clench around his fingers.

"That is not what you really want." He murmurs, pumping his fingers in and out slowly, deliberately. "You want me to wreck you. You want to feel how badly I need to be inside this perfect cunt."

He curls his fingers upward and hits that sensitive spot inside me perfectly. Stars explode behind my eyes. I rock my hips against his hand despite hating how easily my body responds to him. He keeps me pinned there, completely at his mercy, and the feeling of being dominated sends another rush of heat straight to my core.

"Please." I finally gasp. The word slips out before I can stop it. I hate myself for sounding so needy.

Nico’s eyes darken with clear satisfaction. "There she is. My beautiful Elf, begging so sweetly."

He releases my wrists only long enough to strip my dress off in one rough motion, followed quickly by my bra. The cool air of the suite hits my bare skin, making my nipples harden.

His mouth descends on my breasts immediately. He sucks one nipple hard into his mouth while his fingers continue fucking me with deep, steady strokes. He bites down gently on the sensitive peak, then soothes the sting with his tongue, driving me higher and higher with every movement.

I am trembling uncontrollably when he finally pulls his fingers out of me. He brings them up to his mouth and licks them clean, his eyes locked on mine the entire time.

"You taste so fucking good. I could eat this pussy for hours, but right now I need to be inside you."

He unbuttons his trousers and frees his cock. It is thick and hard, the head already glistening with precum. I reach for it instinctively, wanting to touch him, but he grabs my wrist again and pins it back above my head.

"Not yet." He says, voice rough with need. "You are going to take every inch like the needy girl you are."

He lifts one of my legs and wraps it around his waist, lining the head of his cock up with my entrance. He pauses there, teasing me by rubbing himself against my slick folds.

"Look at me, Zora." He orders.

I meet his intense gaze, my breathing ragged and uneven.

"Who are you this wet for?" He asks, voice low and commanding.