Hunter's Claim: The Alliance Book 1 (10 page)

“Hunter!” Jesse cried out in surprise as he
leaned over her.

“I need you, Jesse,” Hunter grounded out.
“Please, please do not turn me away. I…” He paused to look down at
her with blazing yellow eyes. “I hurt, Jesse. I have never hurt
like this before. Being near you, holding you every night, touching
you… it is killing me.”

Jesse’s eyes softened as his words sunk in.
She saw something more in his eyes than just desire. She saw
confusion and a vulnerability that he wasn’t even aware he was
sharing with her. Her fingers trembled as she tenderly outlined his
face.

Her eyes caught on the tattoos around her
wrists. She had been upset about them when she had originally
discovered that they would not wash off. After a few days, she had
forgotten all about them.

“What does it say?” She asked, looking at
the strange marks.

“
I am Jesse. I belong to Hunter as he
belongs to me. Forever will I tie my life to his. I will care for,
protect and cherish him as he cherishes me. He is my Amate. He is
my life,”
Hunter’s deep, husky voice said.

Jesse noticed he didn’t even look at the
tattoos. He had memorized what it said. She cupped his face so he
could see that she had understood what he was saying.

“I am Jesse,” she whispered. “I belong to
Hunter as he belongs to me. Forever,” she stumbled for a moment as
doubt filled her. A shaky smile curved her lips as she continued.
“Forever will I tie my life to his. I will care for, protect and
cherish him as he cherishes me. He is my
Amate
. He… he is my
life,” she finished with a shy smile. “Forever,” she added again
before pressing her lips to his.

Hunter’s heavy breaths echoed in the room as
his trembling hand reached up to cup her right breast. His thumb
flicked the tip causing Jesse to jerk under him. Her own pants
filled the air and her eyes dilated as he tenderly pinched
her nipple
.

The explosive fragrance of her arousal
scented the air like the wild perfumes from the flowers of the
forests near his home. Hunter rolled away from Jesse. His hand
gripped the top of her leggings as he sank down on the floor next
to the bed. He pulled them and her shoes off then tossed them to
the side.

His mouth watered as he buried his face in
the soft curls that covered her mound. He wanted to drink from her.
He felt like a man who had lived a lifetime denied a drink from the
nectar of life.

Her wild cries drove what little control he
had beyond his reach. He gripped her thighs between his palms,
forcing her open. He purred when she wrapped them over his
shoulders and pulled him forward.

The first taste of her damn near made him
come in his pants. The only thing that prevented him was a lifetime
of training and discipline that told that once he had an
Amate
, she was in control of his seed. He could only come
when she allowed it.

“Hunter,” Jesse cried out again as he ran
his tongue along her swollen folds. “Please! That feels like
nothing I’ve… ever… Oh, God!”

Hunter pushed his fingers deeply into her as
she shuddered. Her sweet taste wrapped around him as she climaxed.
He pushed deeper, wanting to stretch her as much as he could while
she was locked in her pleasure. The sweet crème of her left him
shaking but her pleasure came first. It would always come
first.

He drove his tongue into her, pressing down
with his sharp teeth just enough to hold her still while he drank
deeply from her. Her loud cries and thrashing back and forth told
him she was still locked in her orgasm. He reluctantly released her
so he could rise.

He quickly kicked off his boots and shed his
pants. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the floor to join
the pile of clothes scattered across the room. Leaning over Jesse,
he gripped his throbbing cock in his hand and aligned it with her
slick entrance. The muscles in his shoulders were straining as he
held himself still.

“Jesse,” Hunter bit out in a dark voice.
“Jesse, say yes. Give me permission to give you my seed. Give me
permission, little one, before I explode.”

Jesse looked up into the blazing yellow eyes
looking down at her with such a stark possessive gaze that she knew
he would never leave her if he could help it. He would do
everything he could to protect her and her sisters and care for
them. She forced her body to respond to her demands. She felt like
she was boneless but she forced her legs up until she hooked her
ankles around the back of his thighs so she could pull him
forward.

She continued the pressure, pushing his cock
further into her. She ignored the slight discomfort. Instead, she
embraced the feeling of fullness. She moaned as he stretched her.
Her eyes began to droop as he pressed deeper. She felt his hands
reach for hers, pulling them upward until she was stretched out
under him.

“Say yes, Jesse,” Hunter demanded in a voice
that was almost unrecognizable. “Say it, Jesse.”

“Yesssss,” she groaned out a he pressed a
little deeper. “Yes, Hunter.”

Hunter covered her mouth with his as he
sheathed his cock as far as it would go inside her. The tightness
of her vaginal channel surrounding his thick, long hard length drew
sweat to his brow. He forced himself to remain still as he gave her
a chance to adjust to him. He felt the shudder that ran through her
body before her hips began to move.

He jerked back with a cry as she pulled back
along his long length before burying him back inside her. His head
bowed and he locked his knees to keep from collapsing on her. That
was a mistake when he looked down and saw how their bodies were
connected.

“Jesse,” Hunter whispered in a strangled
voice as he watched her pull back before rocking her hips upward.
“Jesse, little one. I don’t… I don’t… think… this is such… a… good…
idea,” he hissed out in a tortured voice.

“It feels so good,” Jesse said, rotating her
hips as she continued to rock back and forth slowly along his cock.
“Oh Hunter. This feels so very, very good.”

“Oh Gods, Jesse,” Hunter whispered.

He was mesmerized by the sight of their
joining. His eyes moved upward where the soft swells of Jesse’s
breasts moved up and down with her movement. Her nipples were hard
beacons, begging for his mouth.

Hunter leaned down, driving his shaft into
her as he gripped her left nipple between his sharp teeth. He made
sure he didn’t apply too much pressure, just enough to sting and
make her aware of his assault.

She bowed into him. He braced his legs and
began driving his hips harder and faster into her while sucking on
her nipple. His hands tightened around her wrists, keeping them
high above her head while he continued devouring her.

Sweat coated their bodies as each fought to
hold off their orgasms as long as possible. Jesse shattered first,
coming apart as Hunter continued to drive into her. Her loud cries
filled the air, igniting Hunter. He pressed in, pushing through her
swollen folds and against her clenching vaginal channel before she
fisted him so tightly he couldn’t pull back out.

“Gods, Jesse!” Hunter roared so loud the
walls felt like they vibrated. “Jesse! Jesse! Jesse!” He called out
again and again as he emptied his seed deep inside her.

Hunter looked down at Jesse’s closed eyes.
Her head was turned to the side, exposing her creamy neck. Her
eyelashes lay like soft crescents against her flushed cheeks.

Hunter’s eyes moved down to her neck again.
He struck before he had time to think. His teeth sank deeply into
the tender flesh pulling a cry of surprise from Jesse. He knew the
chemical he was releasing into her skin would numb the pain she
felt from his marking.

His cock instantly jerked back to life. He
felt Jesse struggle briefly but he was locked to her. Her hands
were captured in his, her lower body still impaled by his cock and
his teeth were buried in her throat.

He began moving his hips again as he
continued to hold her. His hips moved faster and faster. He drove
deeper and deeper as her breathing increased. He knew the minute
she came again. Her body bowed and stiffened.

He drove into her, holding still as he
pulsed his seed deep inside her womb. Only when she went limp under
him did he release her. He ran his tongue over the mark he had left
on her neck. It would leave a scar. That had been his intention. He
wanted every male to know she was his.

He pulled back staring down at her relaxed
face. He grimaced as he pulled out of her. He scowled down at his
cock when it twitched again. He needed to give Jesse time to
recover. He carefully positioned her on the bed before he went into
the cleansing unit to clean up. He returned and gently cleaned
Jesse with the warm, damp cloth he held before covering her. He
gathered up their clothes and shoved them into the clothing
refresher before he climbed back into bed and gathered Jesse in his
arms.

He brushed her hair back from her face
before rubbing his nose along her brow. With a frown, he pressed
his lips against her skin and gave her a human ‘kiss’ to it. He
found he liked the sensation of her skin against his lips. He
pressed another, then another, then another to her skin.

“Oh, little human,” Hunter murmured as he
rubbed his cheek against her hair. “You have me so confused I don’t
know which way I am going. I’ve never felt this way before. What do
all these strange things going on inside me mean? I can understand
the feelings of protectiveness and possession but not the tightness
in my chest when you look at me. I have never felt fear until you
came into my life,” he whispered, staring up at the ceiling. “What
happens if I can’t make you happy?”

Hunter laid awake until it was time for his
shift. It took every ounce of his self-discipline to slide from the
bed and Jesse’s arms. He stood by the bed staring down at her after
he had dressed. He knelt by the bed and tenderly curled a strand of
her hair around his finger.

“You are an amazing female, Jesse,” Hunter
whispered. “Thank you for saving my life.”

He rose reluctantly and turned. He
programmed a message for his door that Jesse was resting and should
not be disturbed. Once he felt confident he had done everything he
could for her, he headed to his scheduled shift.

Jesse jerked awake several hours later. She
pressed a hand to her neck as the last of the dream she was having
faded until she couldn’t remember what it was. She sat up and
reached for the pillow beside her. It was cold. She blushed when
she saw that she wasn’t wearing any clothes.

Her hands moved over her body and she
flinched at the tenderness of her nipples. Pushing the covers down,
she rolled from the bed and stood on shaky legs. Her fingers went
to her neck again and she frowned when she felt a series of bumps
along the column.

“Lord, he is lethal,” Jesse murmured as she
walked unsteadily to the bathroom. “If that’s how he makes love to
me every time, I won’t survive a month.”

Jesse quickly showered. She noticed the mark
on her neck but decided to ignore it for now. She wasn’t sure what
time it was but she suspected her sisters were probably wondering
what happened to her. She blushed as she looked at the rosy color
of her cheeks and her swollen lips.

“They won’t wonder for very long,” she
laughed.

A pounding on the door pulled her back to
the present. It would appear her sisters were tired of waiting. She
stepped into the other room. She quickly pulled the bed covers back
over the bed before she gave the command for the door to open.

“Are you alright?” Taylor asked. “You’ve
been asleep half the day. Jordan and I were getting worried about
you.”

“I’m fine,” Jesse said with a smile at her
little sister’s worried tone. “I’m starving, though. Would you and
Jordan go with me to get something to eat?”

“Yeah,” Taylor said glumly. “Might as well
since I can’t go to the training room anymore.”

“Why can’t you go to the training room?”
Jesse asked in surprise.

“Saber banned her from it,” Jordan said,
stepping out of their room. “He said it was not…” her voice died as
she looked at Taylor.

“He said it was no place for little females
to play,” Taylor growled. “I could dance circles around him. He’s
nothing but an old fuddy-duddy. He’ll be ready for the retirement
home and a bed pan bath before you know it.”

The menacing snarl that echoed in the
hallway told Jesse that Saber, aka the old fuddy-duddy, was
following them. She looked over her shoulder but turned back when
she saw the dark scowl on Saber’s face. She had a feeling that this
wasn’t the first reference Taylor had made to Saber’s age which was
probably just a couple of years older than Jesse’s twenty-two.

“I think he might have a year or two before
he is ready for that, Taylor,” Jesse said. “I’ll talk to him about
the training room.”

Jesse bit her lip to hide her grin when
Taylor turned to glare at Saber and stuck her tongue out at him. A
muttered curse echoed loudly behind them causing Taylor to dance
ahead of her and Jordan.

“So, what are we going to do today?” Jesse
asked trying to change the subject.

“What’s that on your neck?” Jordan
asked.

Jesse turned beet red and shot Jordan a look
that spoke volumes. Jordan’s face flushed and her eyes widened with
understanding. A small grin pulled at her sister’s face before
Jordan suggested they check out the recreation room after
brunch.

Jesse nodded in agreement as her thoughts
swirled to Hunter. Her fingers moved up to her neck and she traced
the mark he had left. She didn’t remember anything after she had
exploded in his arms the last time. A shiver swept through her body
and she clenched her fists against the wave of need and
uncertainty.