Hunters Moon

by Hunter's Moon (lit)

  A low growl started in his throat when she reached his hips. They were narrow and hard. He spread his legs to brace himself when she dipped her hand as low as she dared to go. She wanted so badly to touch him, slide her hand around the long shaft that bumped her leg, but she knew that would be the end of her.

  She brought her hands back up to the rippling muscles of his abdomen and noticed how the skin bunched under her touch. His hand slid up from her butt and he caught her around the waist in a steely grip that drew a gasp from her. The full body contact when he dragged her wet form fully against his body was debilitating. She sagged against him with a faint cry and his engorged organ slipped into the cleft between her legs.

  The heat of it shocked her. She arched involuntarily and looked up into his exquisitely feral face.

  "Woman, I don't think I can keep control much longer," he said. "Your body fascinates me."

  "You ... don't have to keep control." Alli found her voice had gone high and squeaky just when she wanted to sound sultry. She pressed against him, taking the hard intrusion further between her thighs. Even there, with it just rubbing the sensitive skin, the sensation was maddening. She couldn't begin to imagine what he would feel like moving inside her.

  He reached up and took the long wet rope of her hair in one hand. Gently he pulled her head back to expose her throat. When he bent his head and licked the moisture from her skin she almost came. His tongue was rough and long and took forever to trace a searing line from her collarbone to the bottom of her jaw. She moaned, which was obviously the universally accepted sign to lose control.

  Chapter Seven

  Adam shifted his massive body in a movement that was both frenzied and graceful. Alli found herself pushed up against the cool tile of the bathroom wall and the contrasting temperature against her fevered skin was delicious. He spread her knees with one silky thigh and brought his leg up so that she rested, spread against him, his erection between them, a rock hard shaft of heat pressing against her belly.

  He looked up at the water cascading over his face and made a disparaging sound.

  "Do humans prefer to copulate underwater?"

  "What? No ... it ... just ... we..." Alli could only stammer. She had no time for small talk about human customs. Underwater, underground, a thousand feet in the air, she didn't care where they were. She just wanted him to use that magnificently long, hot cock on her until she couldn't see straight.

  "How do you turn this off?" He let her go and reached for the faucet.

  "Like this." She reached down and shut off the shower.

  "That's better."

  Alli watched in amazement as he shook the water from his body with a movement that made every tiny hair on his skin stand on end. The cool droplets splashed over her and tingled as they evaporated.

  He then scooped her up in his arms and carried her out of the bathroom. When he reached the bedroom he settled her on the bed and raked his feral gaze over her again. She arched at the sudden pressure between her legs. The combination of anticipation and a little bit of fear made her wet and instantly ready.

  "This is even better," he told her as he straddled her. He planted his knees on either side of her hips and his hands above her shoulders. He hovered above her like that for a long, tense moment, teasing the sensitive skin below her navel with the tip of his erection.

  "You need to be made ready," he said. The rich timbre of his voice rumbled in her belly and her intimate muscles clenched.

  "I'm ... very ready," she said, letting out the breath she'd been holding.

  "I'm very large. It could be painful for you."

  "I'll ... take my chances." She arched her back again hoping to draw him to her but he continued to scrutinize her writhing body.

  "I've never copulated with a human female before."

  "There's a first time for everything..." Alli was growing impatient. All this talk when he should have been having his way with her--was he trying to drive her insane?

  "I don't want to hurt you."

  "Then make me ready already--but hurry up!"

  He laughed. "Now you sound like a Sha-Shiri female--so impatient. You need some taming, little one."

  Alli growled at him. "So tame me!"

  His chuckle turned into a sensuous groan and he reached down with one hand, skimming her body from nipple to navel with a feathery touch that had her shivering. She gasped and shuddered a moment later when he slid one long finger, claw retracted of course, inside her. He delved deep and she clenched around him, throwing her head back as he exerted a tortuous pressure within her sensitive flesh. When he withdrew, ever so slowly, he left behind an ache that needed to be assuaged. Before she could complain, he deftly inserted two fingers this time, slow and deep until she cried out and curled herself upward. She clutched his shoulders and fought the rising tide of uncontrollable desire within her.

  "I'm ... ready!" She panted as he withdrew his fingers. "Please!"

  "No, not yet."

  He rose up and once again used his massive legs to spread her knees apart. He then moved across her body, dipping low so his cock brushed her thighs and her stomach. He bent his head and licked her navel, her inner thigh and finally the throbbing opening between her legs.

  Alli couldn't hold out any longer. Just that one swipe of his tongue did it. She came in a violent spasm that rocked her. As her inner muscles pulsated in hot bursts of sweet sensation, he drove into her, hard and fast. The orgasm that wracked her long unused body renewed itself as he slid in and out in a rhythm that made her heart pound.

  In deep and hard. Out slow and long. Adam's thrusts lifted her hips from the bed. Still caught in the throes of the first orgasm she'd had with a man in five years, Alli drew in deep shuddering breaths. She cried out with each thrust and just when she thought all sensation had been wrung from her, another aching wave began to build.

  Adam slowed his movements and remained embedded in her for a long moment.

  "Are you ready now?" His coarse whisper sent electric heat through her. She nodded, unable to form words when he snaked one hand behind her and pulled her tight against him.

  "Don't move," he commanded. "If I pull out now, I might hurt you."

  Who wants you to pull out? she thought as he stilled. She waited and became aware of an incredible sensation. He was still growing inside her--his erection elongated and pulsed with a searing heat. Warmth spread through her lower body as the pressure built to a burning climax. His arms tightened around her and he threw his head back as his release came. His entire body shuddered and his final pulse sent a rush of liquid heat to her very core. She rode the wave and clutched him as he claimed her with several more deep, hard thrusts. Finally her body tightened around him once more and she came again. She bucked against him until they both collapsed in each other's arms, utterly sated.

  When her breathing returned to normal, Alli opened her eyes and glanced cautiously at the body next to hers. Adam lay with one leg still interposed between hers. He raised himself on one elbow and looked down at her. There was still a haze of passion in his eyes.

  "Roll onto your stomach," he said with a hint of a growl.

  Alli raised her eyebrows. "What for?" As if she didn't know. Adam didn't explain. He rose up and eased her over. A second later he straddled her hips again but didn't lower his weight onto her. She felt his cock growing hard against her bottom. With a sensual movement he nestled the hot shaft gently between her legs and leaned forward. She clutched the blankets convulsively when his tongue slid up her spine.

  "Humans don't make much noise when they copulate," he told her. "Is it the custom to be so quiet?"

  "Qui-et?" Alli sucked in a breath when he pushed one hand beneath her hip and cupped her. The pressure from the front and the back simultaneously made he want to buck against him and beg for him inside her. "You like noise?" She managed.

  "I do."

  "I can ... make... Ah!" She did make noise. Quite a bit in fact when he shifted his erection into
her soft folds. She raised her hips and spread her legs wider so she could take him in deeper. He rode her hard and she rewarded him with cries of passion that were probably audible all over the hillside.

  She came in a shuddering burst and collapsed into the bed, still moaning as he stroked her sensitive flesh with moist fingers.

  "Was that enough noise for you?" She asked with a sardonic wink. He rolled her onto her back and plunged inside her again, drawing another breathy gasp from her.

  "Not yet, but we're getting there."

  Chapter Eight

  Alli woke hours later in the darkened bedroom with one of Adam's arms draped across her. She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt so deliciously spent. Even so the sight of his long, muscular body spread over the bed awakened the need in her again. After what he'd done to her, it amazed her that she could feel anything again so soon. She wondered how long it would be before he was able to ... perform again.

  Her reaction to him had amazed her as well. She'd been horny for a while, but ever since Sid, she had never believed sex could be so good.

  With her ex, it was usually quick and all for his pleasure. The times it wasn't rough, it was mechanical. He had never cared if she came or not, and she couldn't remember him even once 'making her ready.' God, even the phrase made her hot. She'd been shocked when Adam brought her to climax again and again before he finished. She'd already lost count of how many she 'owed' him.

  She slid from under his arm and he stirred. He made a possessive noise as he pulled her back toward him and her heart did a fast flip-flop. Could she survive that kind of ecstasy again so soon?

  "I'm hungry," he said in a sensuous whisper as his hands roamed her body. "We should eat before we finish."

  "Finish?" She gulped the cool air that wafted through the half open window. "We're not finished?"

  "I haven't explored all of your body yet, and I intend to. One exquisite spot at a time."

  The Sha-Shiri have some pretty good lines, Alli thought.

  "I don't have a problem with ... more exploration, but now that you mention it, I'm hungry too and there's not a lot of the food left. I need to go out again and get us something substantial."

  "Can you get meat?"

  She arched her brows at him. "I hope you like it cooked. Most humans don't eat raw meat, it's not considered safe."

  "I don't eat raw meat either." Again that slightly surprised look.

  "Good." Alli was relieved. She could watch him ride her body for hours but she had no desire to watch him eat raw meat. She didn't think of him as a barbarian, but looking like he did, it just stood to reason...

  "What kind of weapons do you use?"

  "I beg your... Oh ... I'm not going hunting. I'm going shopping." She laughed as she extricated herself reluctantly from his grasp and sat up.

  "Shopping?"

  "Hunting with money."

  He looked perplexed. And utterly magnificent.

  "Trust me. Now, let go of me and let me get dressed."

  She slid off the bed and padded to the closet. He watched her intently as she shimmied into a pair of jeans and a clean T-shirt.

  "On my world, you would have no need to cover yourself."

  "The females walk around naked?"

  "They wear jewelry."

  "Sounds chilly. Unfortunately, here, I'm required by law to get dressed before I go out in public." She flipped on the bedside lamp then and started running a brush through her hair. His heated glance almost made her decide to forget dinner and take her clothes off, but her stomach rumbled as she gathered her purse and car keys.

  "I'm going to pick up a few other things while I'm gone, so I may be a little while. Is there anything else you need?"

  What am I, his maid? The thought interrupted the euphoria she'd been feeling and brought her a notch closer to earth. There were still too many unresolved feelings she needed to deal with. All the time she'd spent alone hadn't really healed anything, just pushed the hurt further into the past where it festered. She pasted a smile over her features and waited for his answer.

  "I'd like some books. With pictures in them."

  "Pictures?" Of course. Just because he sounded like he could speak English didn't mean he could read it. Maybe over time, she could teach him.

  "Well, that's easy enough. I've got a lot of magazines around that you could look at. I'll bring you some before I leave."

  * * * *

  The aroma of the fried chicken, biscuits and apple pie Alli had bought filled the car. Twice, she had to stop herself from pulling over and digging a drumstick out of one of the bags. All that carnal activity had left her famished, and a little shaky on her pins, but she managed to hold out during a quick run through Willard's department store. She was famished by the time she hit Chicken King on the way home.

  In the trunk were several bags of supplies for Adam including soft shirts, sweatpants and the largest pair of work boots she could find. It would be difficult enough having him around all day without wanting to jump all over him. If he was nearly naked, with only that thin loincloth stretched over his unmentionables, she'd never be able to concentrate on anything.

  She'd also purchased a few things for herself in a moment of wanton indulgence. The bags in the trunk held a filmy black teddy and some long-tailed button-down shirts that she found so sexy.

  He said her body fascinated him, and since he had extensive plans for taking pleasure in exploring her, she wanted to make it a memorable trip.

  Long ago, before Sid had stripped all the pleasure out of making love, she'd enjoyed the feel of sheer fabric against her skin and loved having a man slowly undress her. Having Adam do it--slide his hands under the thin straps of the teddy or one by one pop the buttons on a crisp white shirt ... she toed the break pedal to ease the car down from 70 mph.

  Good God, she had to keep her mind on the road. Now there were flashing red lights in her rearview mirror. She'd made it all the way to her driveway without realizing a patrol car was following her.

  She pulled to a stop and cut the engine. Her fingers tightened on the wheel as the gravel of the drive crunched behind her. A door opened and shut and relief flooded her when she recognized Ben Walters' familiar lanky form. He'd only give her a warning for speeding, she hoped.

  Her thoughts returned to Adam waiting inside the house. Her grip tightened again. She held her breath until Ben knocked on the window.

  "Alli? You all right?"

  "Ben!" Her smile was artificially bright. He stepped back as she opened the door and stepped out of the car. "How are you?"

  "I'm good. I came to check on you."

  The aroma of chicken wafted from the car. "I'm fine. I just ran to Chicken King to pick up some dinner."

  "It's past nine, late for dinner."

  "I was pretty busy today, lost track of the time."

  Ben nodded. His dark eyes skipped over her and searched the house, then rose to the soft glow coming from the bedroom window.

  "Did you leave that light on?" he asked in his professional voice.

  "Of course I did. I hate coming home to a dark house."

  Alli wondered if she sounded as nervous as she felt. Adam had good reason to be concerned about the 'paranoid government.' She only hoped he wouldn't become curious and come outside to look for her while Ben was here.

  "I really came by to let you know that we have a handle on the incident in the woods the other night."

  "Oh?" A cold tickle played at the back of her neck.

  "We found some pretty large tracks--mountain lion. If that's what Jeb wounded, it's probably dead by now."

  "Does Jeb think that's what he wounded?" She had to ask.

  "He was pretty skunked. He can't really remember what he saw and his story keeps changing."

  Alli felt lightheaded. Good old Jeb. Thank God he drank. "That's good news, I guess. You know, you had me pretty spooked."

  Ben toed the gravel with the point of his boot and managed to look sheepish. "I know, a
nd I'm sorry. I didn't want to panic you. I just wanted you to be careful."

  "I do appreciate your concern, Ben," Alli said with a stab of guilt. All she wanted to do was stuff him back in his car and watch him drive away.

  "That chicken sure smells good."

  "Uh ... yeah." Crap. Now he was wrangling for an invitation. "Unfortunately I only got one portion." For me ... and seven for my huge alien friend, she added silently.

  "Ah ... well. Another time then. I'll bring the food--and maybe we could go on a picnic by the lake when the leaves start to change."

  A week ago she might have finally broken down and taken him up on it, but now...

  "Maybe." She hated herself for lying. There was no maybe about it.

  "Okay." He brightened and tipped his ever-present hat. "You take care, then. I'll wait here until you get inside."

  "Thanks, but really. I'm fine. You go on."

  "Are you sure everything is all right, Alli?" Ben eyed the window again. The look he trained on her was searching and she could tell he was afraid she was hiding something.

  When she'd first come to town she had told him about Sid, afraid the bastard would break out of jail and hunt her down. She wanted the police to know so she wouldn't have to waste time explaining the situation if she ever needed help.

  "You're alone, right, Alli?" Ben lowered his voice to a whisper and his gaze bored into her. All she had to do was say the code word he'd given her and he'd take her away to safety.

  "Yes, Ben. I'm alone and I'm fine."

  He looked disappointed. Ben Walters was a rescuer and Alli had figured out long ago that he'd like nothing better than the chance to prove himself a hero to her. Again, she felt guilty that he would probably never get that chance.

  "Well, if you need anything at all..."

  "I'll call. Thanks again for stopping by."

  She waited next to the car until he pulled away.

  By now she was ravenous and her nerves were shot. She wished she could trust Ben with her secret but that wasn't possible. He'd taken Jeb's claims half seriously. That meant he believed something dangerous had been in the woods.