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~Hunter
 
I've never wanted someone so badly, so desperately in my life.
 
Any shyness or worry I once had has vanished entirely. All I can focus is on him, one the way his lips feel moving against mine, at the way his hands glide over my skin.
 
"I need to get you inside," he growls against my lips.
 
All I can do is hold on as he lifts me from the water, my legs still wrapped around his waist. As he walks us out of the hot spring, I kiss along his jaw, down his neck. He tastes incredible.
 
I want to beg him to have his way with me out here. I don't care about the snow, the cold or the stones.
 
Every moment that passes where he isn't inside me is torture.
 
He walks me inside, the warmth from the fire immediately heating my skin more than what it already is from Kaan's touch.
 
I expect him to take me to the bedroom. Instead, I feel my back being braced against the hard surface of the dining room table.
 
He leans back, letting me go so he can look down at me.
 
"You have no idea how often I've thought about you like this," he breathes, his eyes travelling over me with torturous slowness, brushing against every curve and bare expanse of skin.
 
I open my mouth to answer, to urge him on, but he kisses me again. His fingers draw under me, finding the string to my swimming top. It falls away easily in his hands, and I giggle as he tosses it off somewhere into the living room.
 
"I've wanted you for a long time too," I say into the air as he kisses down my neck and to my collarbone.
 
It feels good to be honest, to admit my attraction to him. When I should have hated him I felt myself fantasising about what it would be like to have him do what he's doing to me now.
 
He looks up at me with those deep green eyes, his smile wicked as it hovers over my nipple. "I always knew it."
 
I roll my eyes, but my protests are quickly smothered by a breathy moan as he takes my nipple into his mouth at the same time he grasps my breasts with his hands.
 
My head falls back onto the table and my eyes flutter closed.
 
Behind my lids are images of my beautiful mate. Those eyes, that dark hair now damp from the spring water, slightly too long and thick yet absolutely perfect. And that smile...I see it now, as he trails his hands down to my waist, his mouth following suit down the curve of my stomach.
 
"No more wanting," he murmurs, hooking his fingers though my swimsuit bottoms. "Only having."
 
I give him an eager nod and he draws them down my legs, tossing them away too. My cheeks heat as he spreads my legs, his jaw hardening in response.
 
Bracing myself up on my elbows, I watch as he leaves soft, barely-there kisses against my inner thighs, holding my gaze.
 
"It's starting to feel like I'm still doing a lot of wanting." I lift my hips, urging him on.
 
He doesn't fall for my urges, taking his time brushing his fingers up and down my thigh, getting closer to the centre of me with each pass.
 
It's not until I'm so wet I know he can see it, until I'm close to begging that he finally drags his tongue over me, causing me to fall flat on the table, letting out a loud moan.
 
No interruptions tonight. It's just us.
 
He bows to his knees, sweeping my legs over his shoulders, which immediately tighten around his head, wanting to keep him seated firmly where he is.
 
My fingers dig against the grain of the table's surface, the pain overwhelmed by the pleasure of Kaan's talented mouth as he devours me.
 
"I don't think I'm ever going to get enough of the way you taste," he growls against me, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure up my spine.
 
It feels too good, it's almost too much to handle. My hips shift around until he bands an arm over my stomach, keeping me still.
 
My fingers dampen as they delve into his hair, clinging desperately to the strands.
 
All of a sudden, the feeling is there...I've felt it before with Kaan, but out of embarrassment and shyness I never let myself go there.
 
Now, I relax back, close my eyes and let the pleasure wash over me in heady waves. Kaan doesn't stop, even as I cry out in pleasure, probably gripping his hair to the point of pain.
 
My climax doesn't stop for what feels like forever. Finally, when it feels like all the energy has been wrought out of me, do I come down from the high, laying my hand over my stomach as I breathe in harshly.
 
Kaan stands gracefully, looking down at me with a satisfied smile playing at his mouth.
 
"Feel good?"
 
I nod numbly, not able to collect enough words to make sense.
 
He leans over me, kissing me until I can taste myself on his tongue. When he pulls away, the primal desire hasn't faded from his eyes. Actually, it's more alive than ever.
 
"I need to be inside you." He barely sounds like himself.
 
Biting down on my lip I lean forward tugging his pants off for him. I'm so desperate for him I can't get them off fast enough. It's only when I can see all of him, and his impressive length, that I'm satisfied.
 
He braces my legs back, but pauses, a flicker of doubt passing over his face.
 
"Are you sure about this?" he asks softly.
 
My heart melts, his concern for whether I'm fully ready for this pushing through his own pleasure. Lucky for him this is all I want.
 
"I need you, Kaan," I half beg, nearly grabbing for his hips.
 
He takes my wrists into his hands, pulling them above my head, pressing my arms down so I can't move.
 
With one hand holding my wrists together, he uses his other to grab my hip as he thrusts into me.
 
My back arches off the table, a gasp catching in my throat. Kaan pauses for a moment, gazing down at me with both concern and desire.
 
I feel almost painfully full. It takes a few moments for the sharp sting to fade, replaced by a dizzying euphoria that I want to chase until I can't walk anymore.
 
"Ready?" my mate asks, the smirk forming on his sensuous mouth making my heart flutter.
 
I nod, biting down on my lower lip. "I'm ready."
 
He leans down, his lips brushing against mine before he starts to move, immediately setting a mind-numbing pace.
 
Kaan swallows my moans as his mouth covers mine, his grip tightening on my wrists. I want to touch him, to drag my hands through his hair, but I'm forced to take what Kaan wants to give me...
 
And I'm loving it.
 
The table creaks under the power of his thrusts, his hips slamming against mine, sending blissful shivers of pleasure up my spine.
 
"Fuck, that feels good," I moan, lifting my hips to meet his every thrust.
 
Seeing him above me, that hungry, feral look in his eyes only enhances the pleasure. There's a slight sheen of sweet on his skin, glistening along the muscles of his stomach that I want to run my tongue over.
 
He runs his hand down my chest, between my breasts and down my stomach until he reaches my clit. He presses his thumb against, moving in tight circles while watching my face contort in pleasure.
 
"Look at you," he murmurs, gazing down at me in wonder, his punishing pace never faltering for a moment.
 
I groan, feeling the blurry edges of my climax stirring in my lower stomach.
 
"Please don't stop," I beg, the feeling building, spurred on by him fucking me even deeper than before, which I wasn't sure was possible.
 
My orgasm crashes over me, blurring my vision, rolling over me in waves that drag on and on.
 
All of a sudden, Kaan pulls out of me, flipping me over until my stomach is pressed against the surface of the table. In one swift movement, he's back inside of me again, this angle hitting a spot that has me groaning against the wood.
 
He winds his hand through my hair, yanking my head back. He leans over, kissing below my ear.
 
"I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name," he growls in my ear.
 
I barely have a chance to grab the edges of the table before he pounds into me harder than I thought was possible, my feet lifting partially off the ground.
 
All I can do is take what he gives me, my moans bordering on screams. He doesn't stop, doesn't falter, not even for a second as minutes pass by at this overwhelming pace.
 
Eventually I lose count of the orgasms that pour over me. They blend into one, until I'm practically sobbing with pleasure. Kaan whispering dirty promises into my ear, before he turns his head to kiss me.
 
When he pulls away again, his pace increases until I feel him finish inside me, making me grateful for the tonic I've been taking for years since I first started having sex.
 
My legs quiver as he pulls out. My attempts to brace my arms under me to pull myself up are thwarted, my legs giving out.
 
"Careful," he says, sweeping his hands under my legs so he can pick me up.
 
I gaze at him, a tentative smile on my lips. "Will I ever be able to walk again?"
 
He laughs roughly, carrying me into the bathroom. He sets me down so I can sit on the edge of the bath while he turns the taps on.
 
"I think you will." He kisses my forehead. "Are you okay?"
 
"That was amazing," I tell him. I don't think I've ever felt so much pleasure in my life. Finally letting go, letting him have complete control over what I'm feeling was exactly what I needed.
 
"It was good, wasn't it?"
 
He crouches down in front of me, brushing the hair from my face. The tenderness in his eyes has all worries about Vinn, about what our future may look like washing away.
 
"You have no idea what I feel for you," he murmurs. "The relief I feel not having to hide how badly I want you is incredible."
 
He does look lighter, less burdened.
 
I smile tightly. "Well, we're husband and wife now. No more hiding."
 
He stands gracefully, holding his hand out to help me into the bath that continues to fill.
 
"No more hiding indeed."
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