She pushed at his shoulders, and glared at him. “You think this is funny?” Lailah asked him.
Hunter’s passion glazed eyes twinkled at her, “I think you are wonderful.” Hunter said dipping his head he dropped kisses along the edge of where her collarbone and neck met. “But it’s time you lost this shirt.” His hands moved up from the hem, skimming up her sides and Lailah let him push it till her arms were over her head trapping her.
Hunter hummed softly, the vibrations causing new sensations to vibrate through her chest and she pressed against him.
“Hunter,” she moaned.
“Like this?” he asked. Lailah nodded, and Hunter leaned back and gave her a wolfish smile. “Because I’m liking you with your hands bound.” Hunter admitted, motioning to her hands still over her head with her t-shirt around her wrists. Lailah hadn’t noticed she was so concentrated on what Hunter was doing to her body. She looked up he had wrapped her t-shirt around her so she couldn’t get her wrists out.
“You’re kidding right?” She actually wasn’t kidding, and turned back to Hunter.
He dropped kissing on her lips, “Trust me,” he whispered, his hands dropping to her waist. “I would never hurt you. Never allow anything to happen to you. My angel.” He’s words were barely a whisper. And Lailah was lost to him as he dropped more feather light kisses along her hot skin.
Hunter couldn’t get enough of her, how many times would it take before he could breathe without flooding his senses with her essence before he would feel like it was enough? He licked at the soft curve of her breast and it struck him it might never be enough? The thought should scare the hell out of him but it didn’t. Warmth spread through him and settled deep in the pit of his stomach and he knew he would never let her go.
Lailah arched up to his mouth as he covered her nipple through the thin materiel of the bra she war. “Skin,” she breathed.
“Excuse me.” Hunter looked up at her from where he was. Lailah looked down as he used his tongue to circle her nipple through her bra. Lailah’s eyes crossed with pleasure.
“Skin,” she croaked and cursed herself for sounding so desperate. “We need to be skin to skin for god’s sake.” She wiggled beneath him, acutely aware of him barring his teeth and biting her nipple. “Gods Hunter, please” Lailah begged.
“But I haven’t even started on the other one.” Hunter said with a gleam in his eyes.
Lailah pulled her hands down and started to fight against the t-shirt binding them. Hunter let out a laugh, “Skin it is.” Lifting her he had her bra unlatched and was pushing it over her head to secure it with her t-shirt.
“Hey,” Lailah said looking at what he had done. “Wait a ohhh…” She forgot all about her hands when his mouth latched onto one nipple sucking it deep into his mouth. Lailah bowed off the bed trying to get as close to Hunter as possible. “So good,” she moaned. His other hand palmed the other breast and she was lost to the sensations. He quickly switched sides, first flicking the nipple and then nipping it. Not hard just enough to make Lailah suck in a breath and then Hunter was sucking on it to soothe it better and she was back to making illegible noise’s. Most of them his name, and don’t stop. Lailah desperately wanted to put her hands on Hunter, but she was incapable of making a full sentence to ask him to untie her. Asking him to untie her was going to have to wait until she could string more than one or two words together.
Hunter was so hard he was pretty sure he could use his cock to hammer nails, but this was about Lailah and he wanted to spend the night just touching and kissing her. Finally moving from the heaven that was her breasts he moved to her stomach and further down. Lailah was mindless and he was sure if he wanted to he could have driven her to climax from just kissing her and sucking her beautiful breasts but it wasn’t what was on his mind. No, what he wanted was further south.
Dragging kisses down her stomach he stopped to pay homage to her cute as hell belly button. She moaned and squirmed under him and he wondered if she knew how hot she looked with her breasts on display her hands over her head. He was pretty sure he was going to carry this image with him for the rest of his life.
“Lailah.” Her passion drugged eyes opened and she looked at him over her breasts. As Hunter unbuttoned her cargo pants and pulled the zipper down.
“Are you ready for me? Are you wet?” Hunter palmed Lailah’s sex and pressed the heel of his palm hard against her sex and Lailah was back to making those hot noise’s in the back of her throat as she nodded her head. “Because I’m going to check,” Hunter told her. Moving his hands to the sides of Lailah’s pants. Lailah immediately lifted her hips so he can pull her pants down along with her panties.
Hunter wasn’t ready, he thought he was but seeing her laid bare like she was. Her hands above her head, ready for him. Her sex wet and glistening, Hunter went light headed for a moment and he pressed his forehead against her stomach and tried to regain control of himself before he fell on her like a mad man.
“Hunter?” Lailah asked her voice laced with lust, and need. But underneath it all there was the trust and something else? Hunter didn’t want to think too much about the something else.
“Gods you’re so fucking wonderful,” Hunter said placing kisses along her stomach watching it jump at his touch. “I want this to be so perfect for you.”
“You are perfect,” Lailah breathed. Hunter reached up to release her hands. And press a kiss to her full lips.
“I’m not perfect. I’m a fucking Reaper,” Hunter told her. “I just tied you up.”
Lailah cupped Hunters face, and gave him a heart stopping smile, “But you didn’t hurt me, you were giving me the best pleasure of my life.”
Hunter laughed but it was a hollow sound. Lailah kissed the side of his mouth, “Stop.”
He leaned back, “What?” he was about to pull himself off the bed.
But Lailah wrapped her arms around him, “Not, stop. Stop. But stop this war you are having in your head over you and me. You Reaper. Me Angel.” Lailah used her best caveman voice when she said the last part making Hunter crack a smile.
Lailah pressed on Hunter until she rolled him onto his back she straddled him. “Has anyone ever told you, you think too much?” Lailah balanced herself by putting her hands on his shoulders. Her heat now cradled against his throbbing erection. Lailah looked around, “Now where did your shirt go? It’s your turn to be tied up.”
Hunter growled and thrust his hips up unbalancing her, Lailah laughed as she fell forward, “It’s only fair.” Lailah laughed trying to regain her balance.
“I’ve spent enough time tied up in the last week. Don’t you think?” Hunter growled.
Lailah sobered and pushed herself up on her forearms, she flipped her hair out of her eyes. “I guess you’re right. But it’s still my turn to explore your body.” Lailah lifted her eyebrows in a suggestive way.
Hunter moaned, he wasn’t sure he would be able to live through something like that.
Lailah gave him a gorgeous smile, “I love it when you do that.” And before he could respond Lailah pushed herself forward dropping a kiss on Hunters lips then dropped back running her hands over his broad chest. Lailah’s eyes became hooded. “God I just don’t even know where to start.” Hunter sucked in a breath as Lailah drug her nails over his flat nipples. Hunter dropped his hands from her hips and fisted the sheets, swearing to himself he would not flip her over and take her.
Hunter’s entire body jerked with awareness when her sweet tongue joined her fingers at his nipples, “Sweet Mother of the Gods,” Hunter swore as his body nearly bucked her off him.
Lailah gave him a smile and gave the same treatment to his other nipple adding her teeth to the mix. Hunter was sure he was about to make a fool of himself. Lailah was going to kill him as she ground herself against him. Then Lailah slid off of him her hands tugging at his jeans and Hunter couldn’t get the damn things off fast enough.
Once he was naked and Lailah was kneeling between his legs, Laila
h reached for his erection and Hunter was back to fisting the sheets. The last thing he wanted to do was blow before he was ready but the way Lailah was looking at him like she was going to devour him. And fuck if he wasn’t about to just let her.
Lailah had never done this before but the look Hunter was giving her made her want too and damn if it wasn’t turning her on. Lailah had never had a partner respond to her like this before be so turned on before, grasping him gentle by the base of his cock she ran the flat of her tongue up the main vein and around the head before sucking it into her mouth.
Hunter was watching, but the moment his cock disappeared into her mouth his head feel back and he let out such a deep moan of pleasure Lailah’s entire body shuddered with pleasure, her own sex clenching. Lailah felt wetness start to flow onto her thighs.
“Gods Lailah…” Hunter tried to speak but it was impossible. And Lailah doubled her efforts thrilled she had reduced him to such a mindless state. Her unbreakable Reaper finally out of his mind and it was because of her, and she loved it. Lailah reached down cupping his warm sacks rolling them in her hand as she pumped her hand on his base swallowing and humming with pleasure.
“Yes, just—.” Hunter tried to speak as he jutted his hips forward. Lailah took it all, thrilling in just how out of control Hunter was.
“Wait—.” Hunter tried to shift or move but it was a lost cause. His passion was just too much and one of his hands shot forward to grasp Lailah’s face she knew what was coming as Hunter cupped her face. His entire body tensing, “Fuck, Lailah.”
When Hunter came it was so amazing and Lailah took it swallowing it, with Hunter’s whole body shuddering violently.
When he was done, Hunter shifted over in the bed. “Shit Lailah. I’m sorry, I should have held off.” Hunter jumped out of the bed.
But Lailah grabbed him. “Stop, stop thinking so much. I loved giving you pleasure.”
He looked down at her and hesitated, “Really?”
Lailah rolled her eyes, and then pulled him down on the bed. “What do I have to do to prove it? That was one of the most incredible things I have ever experienced.”
Hunter rolled her over onto her back, “Maybe I need to check this out for myself,” Hunter said his hand pressing against her stomach. He dropped it down until it’s pressed against her sex, Lailah let out a gasp as Hunter slipped a finger into her wet folds. “Gods you’re so wet.”
All Lailah was capable of doing at the moment was nodding.
“So wet.” Hunter murmured. As he leaned into her dropping kisses on her collar bone, then moved down to her breasts. Hunter flicked one nipple with his tongue and Lailah practically came off the bed, Hunter pressed her back into the mattress, “Shh angel it’s going to be okay.” Then he moved to the other nipple and did the same thing. But this time, Hunter was already pressing her down into the mattress and as she thrust up to meet his lips Hunter pressed her down.
Hunter feasted on her breasts until Lailah was mindless, “Do you want me to make you cum by playing with your breasts?” Hunter asked taking one nipple and rolling it between his teeth.
Lailah bit her lip, as her body burned with desire, she was desperate for a release, any release. “I don’t care just get on with it please.”
“Hmmm.” Hunter hummed along the outside of her right breast. “I do enjoy the begging.”
“Hunter.” Lailah tried for a threatening tone she was so desperate. Hunter was playing with fire, and she was sure he wasn’t aware of it as he squeezed her breasts flicking one nipple with his thumb while he sucked the other. “Gods please,” Lailah begged.
He was bringing her to the edge of sanity and holding her on the knife’s edge on purpose and Lailah was going to have to kill him for it. Slapping the side of the bed Hunter finally looked up, amusement and desire playing in his dark eyes. “I’m definitely tying you up next time,” Lailah swore.
Hunter raised one eyebrow, then he winked at her. Then in a movement almost so fast she didn’t see it Hunter moved. With his damn Reaper speed, and he was between her legs, one of her legs over his shoulder. And with a long swipe of his tongue, he latched onto her clit, a bite and a swirl of his tongue and Lailah was gone, and his damn eyes never left hers. Sliding a finger deep inside of her Lailah felt her entire world shift and begin to shatter into a million pieces. Lailah’s head fell back, her mouth open on a silent scream of pleasure so intense she thought for a moment time had stopped.
Hunter had never seen or tasted anything so beautiful in his life, wanting to be with her he slid up her body and paused at her entrance waiting for her to come back to herself and once her eyes opened up he gave her a smile.
“So fucking beautiful.” And then Hunter slide inside of her seating himself all the way to the hilt. Lailah moaned and rolled her hips to accept him. “That’s right baby, take it all,” Hunter groaned.
Lailah’s hands held Hunters arms as he rocked forward, pushing himself deep into her core. Hunter rolled so she was on top, and Lailah sat back letting herself sink further onto him.
“Hunter.” She felt him so deep it was sinful.
Hunter grasped her hips and rotated her around until she found a rhythm. Hunter sat back as she rocked on top of him sending his world into a kaleidoscope of pleasure.
Soon Lailah was gasping with pleasure and the little tremors of pleasure coming from her core told him she was getting close. “How do you want it, baby?” Hunter asked and her pleasure drunk eyes barely focused on him. Hunter flipped her over again, but this time, he took Lailah to her knees, and Lailah hesitated.
Hunter pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Trust me.” Hunter whispered as he moved her white/blonde cures over one shoulder and ran a warm hand down her back and back up. Making her arch like a cat, “That’s it.” Nudging her legs apart, he ran his cock up and down her wet sex, “So beautiful.”
“Hunter?” Lailah pushed back experimentally.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” Hunter said as he pressed into her slow at first, then pulled out till just the tip of him hovered at her entrance. Then slid back in, one hand on her hip guiding her back and forward. The other hand holding the base of his cock. “Just like that.”
They started slow, the pace nearly killing Hunter because Lailah was so tight in this position like a fucking vise and Hunter wanted nothing more than to slam into her like a god damn jack hammer. But he wanted her to come again, and he’d be damned straight to Hell proper before he took his own pleasure again.
When Lailah started to move on her own and pick up the pace Hunter had set Hunter thanked the gods. When one of her hands came up and pressed against the headboard and she rolled her hips back, Hunter just about blew. From his position Lailah looked so fucking hot, Hunter had to stop for a second and take a breath.
“Hunter,” Lailah moaned.
“Tell me what you need, Lailah.”
“Faster.” Lailah pressed back, “Harder.”
“Gods, yes.” The words he’d been waiting for. Hunter leaned forward pressing into her, his grunts of pleasure mixed with Lailah’s moans as he took them to the next level of desire their bodies slapping together. When her slight sheath tightened around him he lost all sense and leaned into her slamming into her with all he had left one, two, three, more thrusts and then he was emptying himself into her with a roar of completion.
Hunter collapsed next to Lailah wrapping his arms around her waist he tugged Lailah down next to him. Snuggling her into him, nestling her ass against his groin. He tucked her hair under his chin, “Gods Lailah that was out of this world.”
Lailah’s only response was a soft hum.
Hunter squeezed her, “Did I kill you.”
“Hmm.”
Hunter chuckles, “Do you want a shower?”
Lailah patted his arm, “Tired.” Hunter couldn’t agree with her more and he held her until her body relaxed totally against him and her breathing evened out. Then Hunter climbed from the bed making sure not to disturb Lai
lah and headed to his bathroom to shower. Once he was clean he headed back to the bedroom.
Lailah was exactly where he had left her, curled on her side in the middle of his huge bed. She was glowing softly and he couldn’t help but catch his breath at the site of her in his dark world. Did he deserve her? Fuck no. Was he going to take her and make her his? Hell yes, and never let her go.
Climbing back into the bed Hunter pulled her close again wrapping himself around her Hunter soaked up her light. Knowing he needed her light as much as the fucking mortal plane did. Hunter fell asleep with her glow wrapped around the both of them.
Hunter was awakened by the summons from Dante. Knowing any denial on his part from Dante would only cause him pain he gently shook Lailah awake. “I am being summoned by Dante, we need to get up.”
Lailah was instantly alerted by the name Dante, “We are being summoned?” she asked. “Or you are being summoned, by Dante.”
Hunter kissed her on the tip of the nose. “No, I am being summoned but I am not going to leave you here in Treachery by yourself.”
“Because you are afraid I’m going to throw open your magical door and go running into the hills of the Treachery without you here?” Lailah asked dryly.
Hunter snorted and slapped her on her ass, “Funny girl in the morning are you?”
* * *
“So this is the new earthbound Arch.” Dante said, making Lailah feel like she should be cowed by the ruler of the Infernos. But the information Lailah had on Dante had her holding her ground. The other Arch’s would have Lailah demanding Dante bow to her but she wouldn’t take that road with Dante. They weren’t equals, but neither did they need to be adversaries.
Lailah held out her hand, “It is a pleasure to meet you, Dante.”
Dante looked at her hand, but he remained seated on his throne on his dais. Lailah raised one eyebrow in question, and allowed some of her Angel to come out glowing slightly. Dante steepled his fingers under his chin, “I had you lying unconscious at my feet and I let you go. Interesting don’t you think?”
“Missed opportunity?” Lailah asked with a smile and a wink.
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