Huntress (Alexa O'Brien, Huntress #0.5)

A howl broke from me when the onslaught of orgasmic waves became too much. Climax crashed over me with a heady rush. My breath came in pants and I opened my mouth to beg him again to take me but he was already moving to do so.

Raoul knelt between my legs, thrusting hard and fast. Having him fill me was what I’d been aching for. My heart raced and I threw my head back, looking up at the stars far overhead.

Surreal. That was the only word that could accurately describe what it felt like to have Raoul buried within me as we moved together beneath the expanse of the night sky. His thrusts were rough, his body demanding of mine. I wanted to answer the call of his wolf, to be all that he wanted.

“Look at me,” he growled, drawing my focus to him. His eyes were all wolf, frightening with their predatory glow. I knew mine looked the same.

With a smooth maneuver, Raoul flipped us over so that I sat atop him instead. Our rhythm momentarily faltered but he gripped my hips with both hands and pulled me down at the same moment that he thrust up. It was pure ecstasy.

A snarl erupted from between my lips and I flashed fangs at him. He smirked and reached for my br**sts, holding them as they bounced in time with our motions.

The masculine yet wolfy scent of him filled my nostrils. I breathed it in deep, wishing to savor it forever. Raoul’s smell was intoxicating. That alone could bring me to my knees with desire for him. I would have closed my eyes and let that scent wash over me but he insisted that I meet his heavy gaze.

I couldn’t have denied him if I wanted to. I adored this man. He was everything to me.

Having him inside me, feeling him in and around me, I was lost in a paradise all my own.

I moved fast on Raoul, increasing my speed as the promise of orgasm struck me. I craved the sensation of having him inside me when I came. Nothing could compare to that.

Our bodies moved as one, united by our common bond as wolves and two passionate living beings. Not love though. Many things united Raoul and I. Clearly, there was a certain affection we shared for one another. I may have called it love during times such as these. It wasn’t though. But whatever it was, it was powerful and I was certain, everlasting.

Raoul moaned, pulling me down so that my br**sts were pressed to his chest. He bit at my lower lip and I trembled in his arms.

It was as I spiraled headlong into that moment of overwhelming sensation that I felt it.

Though I couldn’t detect the scent of anyone around, I could feel his energy. Another wolf had come upon us.

Raoul was oblivious. The throes of passion overtook him and the power behind every move he made increased. I felt him twitch inside me and then the familiar heat as he came hard, releasing his seed deep within. My body instinctively responded. I couldn’t have fought back the climax if I’d wanted to.

The pleasure pulsed throughout my entire body, knocking me momentarily breathless.

The intensity struck me to the core. Every muscle in my body tensed, those between my legs holding Raoul’s c**k tightly. I threw my head back and a sound that seemed to be a howl and a cry mingled came from me.

Through my passion induced haze I thought I saw jade green eyes for the briefest second before they disappeared into the shadows among the trees.

* * * *

I couldn’t believe I’d been doing this for years already. In many ways, it felt like just yesterday that I’d met Veryl and my colleagues. Killing vampires and Weres had never struck me as something I shouldn’t do. There were far too many that were simply too careless and stupid to be allowed to walk the earth. All it took was one wrong move to expose us all.

I preferred a challenge when I hunted to kill. If it was too easy, it wasn’t any fun. Of course, I wasn’t quite the thrill seeker that my vampire companion Kale was. It was this fact that had me asking myself why I’d agreed to accompany him tonight.

“I promise, it will be the easiest way to lure him out. No big deal. You get him out of the building and I’ll be waiting for him.” Kale sounded so sure of himself. I guess after centuries of proving yourself, that came naturally.

“And what if he decides he wants to rape and kill me first? What then?”

The look Kale gave me clearly stated how ridiculous he thought that was. The fact that his eyes were two different colors made the look eerie but intriguing. It didn’t take much for those eyes to captivate.

He’d been born that way, a gene condition that he detested. I didn’t see why. He could use it to his advantage due to the extraordinary beauty of having one dark brown eye and one amazing blue one. I was a little jealous. My brown eyes and ash blonde hair weren’t nearly so eye catching.

“You’re joking, right?” Kale asked, running a hand through his short, dark hair. “You’d tear his arms off before he could do that to you. This won’t be dangerous. I promise.”

It was my turn to give him a look. “Bullshit. Every time you say that to me, it ends up being incredibly damn dangerous. How about you just stop saying that altogether?”