The Hunter
Chapter 14: "Passing Out."
A/N: Okay, why is no one reviewing? I know you're there, I can see you on the traffic stats. Why aren't you reviewing? I work so hard to bring you this story and I seriously don't even get a pat on the back? This writing for free shit is for the birds. Still, I'll keep plugging away until someone reviews. Beth is played by Shannon Sossamon. Her singing voice is played by the singer from Flyleaf. Also, tons of sex in this fic. If you don't like it, don't read it. It's definitely mature. Song for this chapter is Supermassive Black Hole by Muse.
James' control snapped when he saw her naked front. Her little dance of seduction had worked beautifully. He was as hard as he'd ever been and she hadn't even touched him.
He threw her jeans aside and flitted to her, putting his hands on her hips. She was surprised and stopped dancing for a second, but she soon resumed the swaying of her hips. She turned so that her back was facing him and ground her ass against his crotch. He groaned and pushed back, his body begging for the friction. His hands on her hips, he began swaying with her. She smiled coyly as he led her movements. She was a wonder. Shy one minute, a seductress the next. She was everything. She was an innocent, a vixen, a writer, a singer, a lover… She was everything. And he wanted her.
He spun her around and her eyes went wide in surprise. He backed her up to the bed then pushed her onto it the way she had him. He backed her up to the headboard, crawling on top of her, his shoulders rolling like a predator. He was a predator. And she was his prey. The thought was exciting to him on so many levels. It was a new kind of hunt for him, to seek out her pleasure, to get her to react. It was all so easy it should have been boring but it wasn't. Getting her to come was more exciting to him than any hunt he'd ever been on, and he'd been on some thrilling chases.
She watched him through her long, dark lashes. She was so excited by this. He could smell it on her. It excited him to know that she was excited, that she wanted him, even through her pain.
He peeled his jacket off, leaving his chest bare. She ran her hands up his ribcage to his pecks and toyed with his nipples, pinching, pulling, tugging. His breath caught in his throat and his eyes went dark. She was watching his reactions, playing him like a violin. That wouldn't do.
He lowered his head and nipped at her throat, and she sighed. He moved his head down to her breast and he locked eyes with her. She watched with wide eyes as he took a nipple in his cold mouth and she gasped. He suckled her gently, swirling his tongue around the hard little nub. She let out a little moan and he smirked against her breast, kissing the skin just above her heart.
"You like that, baby?" he said huskily. "I've got so much more in store."
"James," she sighed, her head laid back on the pillow.
"Yes?" he said, his hand snaking between them to find her folds.
"I just like saying your name," she said, moaning as he touched her clit lightly.
"I like the way it sounds on you lips," he said, sucking her nipple. "Say it again."
"James," she moaned as he flicked her clit.
"Again," he said.
"James!" she cried as he began rubbing her clit in earnest.
He pulled her tampon out and threw it across the room. She blushed and he knew she'd forgotten all about it. He grinned at her embarrassment. She was such a funny little thing. Seducing him one minute, blushing at the silliest things the next.
He pushed a finger inside her, curling it to hit her g-spot. He hit it over and over again and she began moaning and writhing wildly.
"James, please," she begged. "I need you. I need you inside me."
God, did she have any idea what she was doing to him?
She reached for his jeans and he let her unbutton them and shove them down his hips. His cock jumped out of his pants and she rolled them over. He let her, curious to see what she would do. She kissed down his chest, paying special attention to his nipples. Then she kissed down his stomach and he realized what she was going to do. His mouth went dry and his throat felt tight. His cock twitched at the idea.
"You-" he began, trying to find the right words. "You don't have to…"
She looked up at him through her lashes, a small smile on her lips.
"I want to," she said softly.
She climbed down his body until she was face to face with his cock. She put her lips around the head and he groaned. She took more of him into her mouth and sucked. He grit his teeth, trying to maintain some dignity. But when she rubbed her tongue against the underside of his cock he moaned, unable to control his reactions the way he wanted to. Her instincts were good. Really good. He hardly knew what to do with himself, it felt so good.
Her head started bobbing up and down as she sucked him, using her hand to rub what her mouth couldn't reach. Her scent got stronger and he knew that giving him head was exciting her. He deliberately moaned loudly and her scent got even stronger. His reactions were arousing her. After that he didn't try to keep from moaning. In fact, he put on a pretty good show for her and he knew she was getting close when her hips started grinding against air. It was so hot to watch her sucking him off while her hips thrust against nothing, begging for friction of any kind, that he couldn't control himself. He grabbed her shoulders, pulled her flush against his body and flipped them all in one movement, plunging into her wet heat. She cried out, though whether in pain or pleasure he didn't know. Maybe both.
He started moving, his body and hers moving together, her legs wrapping around his hips and her arms coming around his shoulders, hands tangling in his hair, pulling out the band in it. He thrust in and out of her wildly. She'd pushed him past his limits. It had all been too much and now he wasn't responsible for his actions.
His speed became inhuman and her moans and cries of pleasure filled his ears in a sound that was heaven to him. How could anything be better than being surrounded by her warmth?
The smell of her blood was good but it wasn't as intoxicating to him as the smell of her arousal. The scent of her blood made his throat burn but her arousal did something to his heart, made his chest feel tight.
She met his thrusts as best as she could, trying to keep up but he was too fast. It was funny to know that she was trying though. She was so determined. He might've laughed if he wasn't dying of pleasure at that moment.
He lasted for an inhumanly long time but it was soon for him. She came twice before he did, screaming so loudly that he was surprised someone didn't call the cops. Then again, it was pretty obvious by the way she screamed his name what she was screaming about.
"Oh, God, James!" she shrieked during her second orgasm. "James!"
"Come on, baby," he said under his breath. "God, baby, come on, come for me, baby, come for me…"
He came with an inhuman roar, biting her neck hard enough to inject her with venom when he lost control. She screamed in pain this time as the burn took her over but he sucked it out, just barely managing to stop before she passed out from blood loss.