Page 159 of The Hunter's Empire
I lean down and capture one of her nipples between my lips, sucking and flicking it with my tongue while my hips keep that slow, deep rhythm. Zora arches into me, her hands roaming down my back, nails scraping lightly then digging harder aspleasure builds. I can feel her getting wetter, her pussy pulsing around me with every roll of my hips.
After a while, I pull out and flip her onto her hands and knees. She pushes her ass back toward me eagerly. I run my hands over her smooth skin, squeezing her hips before guiding my cock back inside her.
This angle is even tighter. I slide in deep and pause again, letting her adjust, letting us both feel it. Then I start fucking her harder. Long, powerful strokes that make her moan loudly into the sheets.
I grip her ass, spreading her open so I can watch every inch of my cock disappearing into her dripping pussy. The sight is hypnotic. I give her a light slap, watching the soft flesh jiggle, and she cries out in pleasure.
"You like getting fucked deep like this?" I growl, my voice rough.
"Yes. Fuck yes." She gasps, pushing back to meet every thrust.
I reach around and find her swollen clit, rubbing tight circles while I pound into her. Her moans grow louder, more desperate. Her pussy starts squeezing me rhythmically as she gets close.
I keep the pace steady, relentless, fucking her through the rising waves until she shatters. Cumming hard on my cock with a loud, broken cry, her walls pulsing and drenching me.
I don’t stop. I ride her through it, slowing just enough to savor every contraction before picking up speed again.
Finally, I pull out and flip her onto her back. Her legs spread wide for me instantly. I slide back inside in one smooth thrust and kiss her deeply. Messy, hungry, tongues tangling as I startfucking her with purpose. My pace builds, harder and faster, the bed creaking beneath us.
"I’m gonna cum." I groan against her mouth, my rhythm becoming erratic as pleasure coils tight at the base of my spine.
"Cum inside me." She begs, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me deeper.
That’s all it takes. I thrust deep one final time and bury myself completely as I explode, thick ropes of cum pulsing into her. I keep moving slowly, grinding against her, emptying every drop while we both tremble and gasp for breath. Our foreheads rest together, skin slick with sweat, hearts pounding against each other.
I stay inside her for a long moment, kissing her softly as our bodies calm down. Her pussy is still gently fluttering around my cock, warm and full of my cum.
Only when our breathing begins to steady do I ease out of her and settle beside her, pulling the blanket over us before opening my arm in silent invitation. She doesn't hesitate, curling into my side and resting her head on my chest as though it's the most natural place in the world to be.
My arm slips around her waist while my fingers trace slow, absentminded circles along her back. Neither of us feels any need to speak as the room settles into a comfortable silence. We simply lie there, listening to each other's breathing.
After a few quiet minutes, I become aware of her gaze lingering on me. She isn't saying anything, just watching with an intensity that almost makes me smile.
"What?" I ask without opening my eyes.
"Nothing."
I crack one eye open and raise an eyebrow. "Liar."
The corner of her mouth twitches. "I was just thinking."
"That’s a dangerous habit you have."
A soft laugh escapes her, quieter than any I've heard from her before. "I don't remember giving you permission to make fun of me."
"I don't remember needing it."
She nudges my side with her elbow, though there's no real force behind it. "You're impossible."
"And yet..." I murmur, tightening my arm around her until she's tucked even closer against my chest. A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth as I look down at her. "...here you are."
She rolls her eyes, but the warmth in them gives her away. "You talk too much."
"I've noticed you only say that when you don't have a comeback."
"I have plenty."
"I'm waiting."
