Page 158 of The Hunter's Empire

She closes the distance herself, pressing a slow, lingering kiss against my lips. There is nothing hurried about it, nothing reckless. It isn't driven by desire as much as relief. Two people finding solid ground after everything else has collapsed beneath them.

When we finally part, I rest my forehead against hers and hold her a little closer.

"You’re mine to protect tonight." I growl softly against her lips. "Even from your own thoughts."

Her eyes close again, and this time, when she settles against me, it isn't because she's falling apart. It's because, for the first time all day, she finally feels safe.

I rise from the sofa and offer her my hand. When she slips her fingers into mine, I help her to her feet and lead her upstairs in silence. Neither of us says a word as we step into my bedroom and close the door behind us, leaving the rest of the world outside.

I lead her to the bed, never letting go of her hand, and we undress each other slowly, savoring every touch. I peel away her clothes like unwrapping something precious and dangerous. When she's finally lying beneath me against the soft sheets, I take my time worshipping her.

I kiss down Zora’s body slow and reverent, like I’ve got all the time in the world. My lips brush her collarbone, then move lower to the soft valley between her full breasts. I take my time there, licking and sucking on her nipples until they’re hard little peaks.Her skin tastes warm and a little salty. I keep going, kissing down her stomach, feeling the way her muscles jump under my mouth.

By the time I settle between her thighs, she’s breathing fast. I spread her legs wide and hook them over my shoulders. Her pussy is right in front of my face, pink, wet, and glistening. I can smell how turned on she is. That sweet, musky scent that makes my cock throb.

"Let me taste you." I growl.

I drag my tongue slowly up her slick folds, savoring every inch. She’s so fucking wet already as I lick her with long, lazy strokes, circling her clit before sucking it gently into my mouth.

Zora moans loud, her hips twitching. I slide two thick fingers into her tight pussy and start pumping them slow while my tongue works her clit harder.

"Fuck, Nico…" She whimpers, her hands fisting tighter in my hair.

I add a third finger, stretching her open. The wet, filthy sounds of my fingers pumping into her soaked pussy echo through the room. I suck harder on her swollen clit, flicking it rapidly with the flat of my tongue. Her thighs begin to tremble around my head, but I don’t let up. I curl my fingers and stroke that sensitive spot inside her again and again until her back arches sharply off the bed.

"Oh god. Nico!" She cries out, voice breaking.

I keep my fingers buried deep, stroking slower now, more deliberately, while my tongue draws soft, relentless circles overher throbbing clit. She’s dripping everywhere, slick, messy, coating my hand and the sheets beneath her.

"You taste so fucking good." I murmur against her pussy, the words vibrating into her.

Her whole body suddenly tenses. Her breath catches in a sharp, desperate gasp, like she’s surprised by the force of what’s about to hit her. Then it crashes over her. Her orgasm rips through her hard.

She grabs my hair with both hands, grinding her pussy desperately against my face as her thighs clamp around my head. Her cries turn into broken moans of my name, her hips jerking uncontrollably while her walls pulse and flutter wildly around my fingers.

Warm, sweet cum floods my tongue and drips down my chin. I keep licking her gently through every shudder, every twitch, drawing out her pleasure until the intense tremors slowly fade and her body melts back into the mattress, breathless and trembling.

I finally kiss my way back up her body, sucking marks into her neck and breasts. When I reach her mouth, I kiss her deep, letting her taste her own pussy on my tongue.

"You’re so fucking beautiful when you cum for me." I whisper.

My fingers slide back between her legs, rubbing her swollen, soaked pussy in slow circles. "I could eat you all night."

Zora kisses me harder, almost desperately, her tongue sliding against mine as her fingers tangle in my hair.

"Please…" She whispers between kisses, her voice trembling with need. "I need you inside me."

I grip my cock, heavy and throbbing, and rub the swollen head slowly up and down her slick folds. She’s soaked, her pussy glistening and pulsing with anticipation.

Every teasing pass makes her hips twitch and chase me. I watch her face. Eyes half-lidded, lips parted, cheeks flushed, as I finally line myself up and push forward.

The first inch stretches her open. She’s impossibly tight and scorching hot. I groan deeply as I sink in slowly, inch by inch, savoring the way her walls flutter and grip around me.

Zora’s head falls back as a long, broken moan escapes her lips, her nails digging sharply into my shoulders. When I thrust deep and bottom out, buried to the hilt inside her, we both freeze for a moment, simply savoring the intense connection. Her pussy clenches and flutters rhythmically around my cock, still exquisitely sensitive from her earlier orgasm.

"Fuck… you feel perfect." I murmur against her neck, kissing and gently biting the sensitive skin there.

I start moving with long, deliberate strokes. Pulling out almost completely before sliding back in deep, grinding against her with every thrust. The wet, obscene sound of her arousal fills the room, mixing with her soft gasps and my low groans.