Hunter's Treasure

by Jill Shannon

  Hunter knew that the minute she saw the bruises, which he was sure were already starting to bloom, she would refuse to be with him, so he bargained with her. "I will remove my shirt if you promise to continue what we have already started here tonight."

  Willow was prepared to agree when he added a stipulation.

  "Not in a week, not when I'm healed. We continue on right here, right now." He pulled his body up into a sitting position. And when he did, Willow sat back on her haunches. "I want your promise."

  She knew most injuries looked worse than they felt. She had to believe that Hunter knew his body well enough that if they continued, no real damage would be done. Yet, she needed to set it straight in her mind. "I assume you have a high tolerance for pain?" She waited for his acknowledgment then went on, "I need you to promise me you will not push yourself beyond your limit. Then you will have my promise." She grinned when he nodded his head and used his line to her, "I need to hear the words."

  "I promise you will not hurt me physically. Okay?" he punctuated sarcastically.

  "Yes, and I promise that no matter how ugly and hideous your ribs may look, I will continue to try to help you feel better." She took her finger and drew an 'x' over her heart.

  Hunter reached down, taking the hem of his shirt and raised it up over his head. Liam had wrapped an ace bandage around the worst of it, but Willow could still see a fair amount of color marring the visible skin. Taking in her expression and the quick breath of air she inhaled had him asking. "Are you okay?" Hunter quickly moved into a kneeling position in front of her. Willow's face had drained of all its color, and her jaw had dropped open.

  Willow had been prepared to see bruising. She was not, however, ready for the substantial amount she saw. The bruising began from the front left side of his chest to his obliques. The ace bandage wrapped around his chest couldn't conceal all the damage. Her stomach had flipped at the sight of it, but remembering what she had promised, she pushed her emotions away, closing her eyes to compose herself before answering him. When she opened her eyes, she fixated them only on his face. She let out the breath she had been holding and smiled at him. Gathering her composure, she replied, "Yes, I'm fine. I just needed a minute."

  Hoping to ease her mind, Hunter told her, "It really does look worse than it is."

  "And I know that, but actually seeing the bruises can make a person lightheaded." A visual coming into her mind caused her to chuckle.

  Needing to know what she found so amusing, he questioned, "What's so funny?" Her laughter was contagious, forcing a smile on Hunter's face.

  Catching her breath, she told him, "I was just thinking; with all the injuries that I've caused you, no one can blame this one on me." She started laughing again.

  He loved her playful side and the sound of her laughter. He knew part of it was to make him feel better but, also, her way of dealing with the situation. Feeling the need to tease her, he replied, "Although that is true, I think everyone would believe me if I told them you did do it."

  Stammering to a stop, she knew everyone would believe him. "You wouldn't?"

  "I could, but I won't. As long as you fulfill your promise to take the pain away." His fingers grazed down her arm to her hand. Taking it in his, he guided them both further up on the bed, laying their heads on the pillows facing each other.

  His fingers played with her hair as her knuckles traced a path from his forehead to his jaw. Tilting his head ever so slightly, she moved forward, kissing him. The tip of her tongue edged along the seam of his lips, gently pushing its way in. It skimmed along his divine white teeth, finding its way to her ultimate goal. She sealed their mouths as her tongue began to dance with his. Willow repositioned their bodies. Rolling Hunter onto his back, breaking the kiss, she stretched out alongside him. Sucking her bottom lip into her mouth, she moaned as her erect nipple rubbed along his warm, muscular body.

  "Straddle my waist," Hunter instructed her.

  Willow opened her eyes to a smiling Hunter. Shifting her body, she climbed on top of him. Planting her hands on either side of his head and holding her body above his, she teased, "Seems we've been here before?"

  "That's because I think the view is lovely." He reached up, releasing her hair from its confinement. "There, that's much better."

  Her hair fell free, cascading around her shoulders, framing her face. The tip brushed gently on Hunter's artfully designed chest. She tossed her head, flipping it all to the left side. Bending forward, she touched her lips to his temple. Breathing in his distinctive cologne, she dipped her nose into the crease of his neck. Her sense of taste coming to life, she launched her tongue from her mouth, and fluttered down his throat. The faint taste of the sea steamrolled her need for more. Angling her upper body lower, she arched her lower back, raising her ass up in the air. Sweeping her tongue down his chest, she dragged it against the barbell pierced through his nipple. Lapping it into her mouth, the tip of her tongue twiddling with it, her seductive blue eyes watched a smile of approval form on Hunter's face.

  She wiggled further down, carefully kissing his injured ribs as she trailed a path down his body. She rubbed her breasts along his long, hard cock as she positioned herself between his legs. Her desire filled eyes locked with his as she took his cock in her hand. Willow felt his dick jerk in her hand the second her tongue touched his skin, giving her all the encouragement she longed for. Without breaking eye contact, Willow extended her tongue out of her mouth. Starting at the base, she flattened her tongue against his rigid cock. Swiping up, she rotated it around to the tip, lapping up the precum moistening the head of his prick. As she wrapped her tongue around his thick, firm erection, she brushed back down then up again, flirtatiously trying to provoke him. Yet, the more Willow teased Hunter, the more her body began to squirm with her own desperate need.

  Hunter observed the way Willow was shifting around between his legs, knowing the effects her body was experiencing while trying to tease him. The timbre in his voice vibrated through her veins, raising her temperature to sizzling. "Is fidgeting with my cock making you wet, princess?" A lovely shade of red flashed across her face, answering his question. He couldn't help grinning at her coyness. Pushing all the playfulness aside, he ordered, "Take me in your mouth, Willow, and fulfill my fantasy."

  Willow quickly followed his direction, wanting to please him in all the ways he needed her. Holding his throbbing cock in her hand, she lowered her head, her salivating wet mouth sealed around the tip of his dick. Descending down his length, stopping halfway, and moving to the tip again then repeating this process over and over, she swallowed more of his length each time, until she had taken him fully into her mouth. She synchronized her hand and her mouth, both working toward the same goal—pleasing Hunter.

  An overwhelming urgency ripped through his body. Nothing he had ever experienced compared to the driving force pulsing along every nerve ending. Hunter had been a trained dominant for many years, but being with Willow brought him back to being a young lad. Overcome with a staggering hunger to be submerged deep within her, he carefully extricated himself from her mouth. "I have a burning need to be surrounded by your tight, wet pussy. Lose that thong and climb up my body. I want you to then slowly join our bodies together."

  Willow carefully followed his instructions, gradually impaling herself on his impressive hard on. Hunter's cock rubbed against her cervix as she fully seated herself on him. Her dewy walls expanded to accommodate his size, allowing him to slip easily inside her and wrapping around him like a warm blanket on a cold winter night. Her head fell back on her shoulders, pushing her chest up and out. The tips of her hair brushed against his thighs. As a satisfied moan escaped her perfect mouth, Hunter was captivated by the view before him. Her stunning beauty could not compare to her selfless soul and giving heart. He reveled in the fact that she was all his. Hunter latched his hands onto her hips, holding her, never wanting to let go. His heart wanted to stay joined with her until the end of time. Yet, his body was craving so
much more tonight. Using his hands, he encouraged Willow to raise slowly up the length of his cock, stopping her from totally disengaging from him. Holding her in that position, he launched his hips off the bed, driving his cock back home.

  Willow's body had come to life the instant she started her journey down his body. A yearning so strong electrified the honey in her body to flow. She dug her nails into her thighs and threw her head back. As their bodies were joined, she tried to contain the euphoric feeling that spread to every molecule in her body. Yet, a moan of pure pleasure escaped her mouth. The desire to give this man everything she had overwhelmed her senses. When he began to move, her heart began to race. He thrust up off the bed, surging into her, holding her stationary while he repeated the process, deliberately withdrawing then bursting back into her dripping honeypot. Flipping her head up caused her silky hair to flow over her sensitive nipples. This movement stilled Hunter's hips. Shifting her hands from her thighs to either side of his chest, she leaned over him. Tossing her hair to one side, she leaned over, her face above his. "I want more."

  He gave her a simple response. "Oh, princess, we are just getting started." As much as he wanted to spill his seed deep inside her, he needed her satisfaction more. He pulled out of her and started to sit up. Confusion filled her face. "Lie down on the bed, princess."

  Willow did as she was told, snuggling her body onto the bed, her hair spilling all over the pillows. She feasted her eyes on him as he moved up her body. His mouth descended down on her tight nipple, lashing his tongue across and back. Willow's shoulders pushed off the bed, arching toward him for more. Rocking his body back on his knees, he straddled her waist. Hunter now had the advantage of controlling her pleasure. He molded his hand around her breast, massaging the fleshy part of her orb. Working his fingers down to her erect little nub, he tweaked it while his mouth clamped onto her other nub. His teeth, applying pressure, caused her body to eject off the bed as if lightning coursed through her body.

  "I love how sensitive your nipples are. It doesn't matter if I bite it," Hunter mumbled around her nub, then he bit down. Willow sucked in a quick breath. "Or if I knead it between my fingers." Willow groaned. "Your body comes to life for my pleasure. Yet, there is so much more treasure to be found," Hunter whispered as he began nibbling and nipping down her frame. Inching down further, he reached the apex between her spread legs. His seductive voice flowed over her. "Could there be a hidden gem that I have not yet discovered?" His tongue swiped against her tender lips, savoring her nectar. Her intoxicating scent permeated the air around him. Her heavy breathing and quiet moans directed his movements. His tongue licked and swirled its way down to her opening, rimming around it before plunging in and darting in and out, before replacing it with his digit. Hunter's tongue grazed its way up to her clit as he added an additional finger, searching for that special spot that would force her over the edge. He pumped his fingers into her in unison with his tongue lashing her hidden pearl. He knew the instant he had located it. Her breathing changed to short pants, and her legs spread a hair wider. The hunger drove him to completely devastate her.

  A feeling of absolute security coursed through her. Knowing Hunter was a dominant had nothing to do with it. What allowed Willow to relax and really feel was the fact she knew he loved her. Holding nothing back, she opened up to him alone. He had not only torn her walls down; he had stomped the shit out of them. His tongue was doing magical things to her clit while his fingers pushed her body higher and higher, reaching for the pinnacle that would push her over. Yet, each time she tried giving in, Hunter would alternate his movement, driving her passion to newer heights each time. Frustrated that he was doing it on purpose, she panted at him, "Please, Hunter, I can't take it anymore. I need to come."

  Hunter had been waiting for her plea, holding off her orgasm until she begged for her release. He withdrew his fingers and gave her wet lips a farewell kiss. Scrambling up her, he positioned his straining cock at her entrance. "Yes, Willow, I will let you come, but when you do, it will be at my command." Taking her lips in a possessive kiss, he thrust his cock deep within her passage at the same time. Letting her body adjust to accommodate his size, he paused. A slight flick of her hips made him aware she wanted him to move. Etching to memory the exquisite feeling of her walls tightening around him, he broke the kiss then shifted his body. His body weight resting on his extended arms, Hunter pulled his hips back then pushed forward back into her. With each agonizing inch, he drilled deeper into her body.

  Willow locked her gaze to Hunter's intense grey eyes. She watched his eyes dilate with a hunger only she could feed. A happiness Willow had never experienced filled her heart, fueling her love for this man. Her walls surrounded his cock, taking in every inch of him. A mewling sound escaped her mouth as her nails dug into the bed covers, like a domestic cat kneading on its mother. She followed his lead, thrusting her hips up to meet his, stimulating the spark to ignite the smoldering fire inside her. Urging Hunter to quench her burning thirst, her legs opened further, unfurling as a monarch butterfly in flight, straining for the release, only Hunter could provide. Her hips drew back, while at the same time, Hunter withdrew from her sheath-like wrapper. Then, shoving her hips up off the bed, he injected his cock back into her, joining them together over and over, spurring each of them on, striving to reach the pinnacle of gratification. Willow's body was ramping up to the most incredible feeling. She knew she wouldn't be able to handle Hunter denying her release anymore. However, what little she did know about his BDSM lifestyle told her he would be pleased with her request. "Sir, please do not deny my pleasure."

  Willow's plea was what Hunter had been waiting for. It triggered every endorphin within his brain and nervous system, setting his body in motion. Hunter ground his cock into her, his ink marked chest glistening with sweat. His breathing was strained due to his injury, yet he was determined to feel that divine rapture he felt when her walls vibrated against him, rippling along his dick and pulsating around him. He could feel the tension begin to build. Knowing that on his command, they would both be transported into another dimension, he pounded into her two more times, then he allowed her to fill his every desire. "Come now, Willow." With his command, Willow pushed her head back against the pillows. Her hips hammered against his, and then he felt the energized throbbing of her dam bursting open. Pinning her shoulders to the bed, she stalled her hip motion, allowing him to surge into her. Abruptly halting, Hunter gritted his teeth as his release broke forth, erupting inside her. Willow's walls contracted around him, bleeding every last drop of cum from his body.

  In the end, Hunter had set a maddening pace, sparking bursts of light behind Willow's closed eyelids and fracturing her into a million little pieces. A scream ripped from her throat as her orgasm overtook her body. Hunter continued to thrust his cock into her as he leaned his head down. Sucking her hard nipple between his teeth, with a quick snap of his jaw, he bit her erect nub, splintering her into another mind-blowing orgasm.

  Her arms spread wide on the bed as her fingers gripped the material beneath them, her head thrashing back and forth on the pillows. "Oh my God, Hunter," she panted, trying to catch her breath. "I didn't even know that was possible." The gorgeous smile that spread on her face reflected in her eyes. She lounged back against the pillows, tossing her arms above her head. Her body, feeling like Jell-o, melted into the bed. Yet, before her body had time to totally relax, Hunter got a devilish grin on his face. He reached his hand down between their bodies. Sliding his fingers along her wet lips, he exposed the treasure he sought. His fingers manipulated and stroked her clit, stimulating her body to a brand-new height. She locked her eyes on him as, once again, Hunter aroused the simmering embers of her rapture, escalating her body beyond what she had thought was her limit. The sensation she felt was unlike anything she had experienced before, building her body to the point of agonizing bliss. Contrary to anyone she had ever been with, he was taking care of her needs.

  Hunter knew he was pus
hing her beyond the limits she had put on herself. A feeling of pride washed over him. Her body was so responsive, so alive. He worked her clit while still pumping his hips into her, elevating the hunger in her body to a whole new level. He felt her walls begin to tremble. Knowing that it wouldn't take much to send her over the cliff into total oblivion, his semi-hard cock lengthened and enlarged within her—something that hadn't happened in a long while. And Hunter knew it had everything to do with Willow. His hips started driving into her, striving to bring them both to an explosive finish. When Hunter couldn't hold back any longer, he took her clit between his fingers and pinched, pushing into her one last orgasm, catapulting them into a realm of their own making. Hunter shouting her name as he came, had Willow digging her nails into his shoulder.

  Hunter groaned at the thought of having to separate their bodies, but he knew it was inevitable. He leaned his head down, kissing each closed eyelid. "Open your eyes, princess."

  Willow smiled at the content feeling she had. Opening her eyes, she gazed into his amazing grey eyes. "That was magical," she blurted out.

  "You will get no argument from me," Hunter teased. Easing his cock out, he collapsed with a grunt on the bed beside her.

  Willow turned on her side and gently touched his ribs, asking, "Are you okay?"

  "I'll pay for it tomorrow, but it was worth the pain."

  Willow began to argue with him, "I knew we should have waited."

  "Princess, a bomb could have gone off, and I would still have managed a way to satisfy you."

  She gently smacked his muscular chest. "Well, that's just foolish. Your health comes first." She bent her elbow up, resting her head in the palm of her hand. "Without health, there is no satisfying anyone." Caressing her other hand across his bandages, her face was full of concern. She checked again, "Are you sure you're okay?"