Bought for Christmas (13 page)

“Not
what? You’ve had plenty of
occasion
to bite me, yet
you haven’t. So what else is there,
Sir?
” The intonation she put on it
made the title sound like an insult, and he frowned when she yanked her head
back, and he lost his grasp on her hair. His bear growled, and Emilia glared at
him.

“So,
tell me what exactly
is your plan
for us? I’m assuming
you have one? If you didn’t want the shares, then why go through
all this
charade? You could have just brought my brother
home, and that would have been the end of it.”

Hunter
sighed, knowing full well that his next words would hurt Emilia, but she had a
right to know the truth.

“It
would have been, had your brother not put you on the table himself. And no, he
wasn’t playing against me.” Shock registered in Emilia’s expression, and the
tears she was trying to blink away were hard to take.

“He
did what? Why would he … I mean … he said you were playing for the shares and
then made him put me up as collateral.”

Hunter
shook his head.

“No,
I’m sorry, kitten. That’s not what happened. When I chanced upon him he’d been
drinking heavily, and was high on the white stuff and God only knows what else.
Jason Lavender had him right where he wanted him.”

Emilia
paled at the mention of that name.

“I
see you’ve heard of him.”

“Hasn’t
everyone? That man is a crook, and I have no idea why he’s not behind bars
yet.”

Hunter
shrugged his shoulders. “Friends in high places I should think.”

“He
was the one that sold Papa that inferior material to start with. What was Leo
thinking?”

“Leo
has an addiction, kitten. I’m sure you know that. Jason is his supplier, among
other things. He is also a wolf shifter, who happens to have a thing for young,
voluptuous blondes.”

Emilia
bit her lip and reared back as though he’d slapped her.

“Like
me, you mean? Oh my God, Leo was going to sell me to that vile man to feed his
drug addiction? Is that what you’re telling me?” Emilia’s voice had risen to a
shrill shriek in her agitation, and Hunter winced.

“Addicts
do the strangest things, and they usually hurt their family the most. I’m not
making excuses for him here, but that boy needs help.”

A
tear streaked down Emilia’s face, and she swiped it away before he could reach
out and do it for her.

“He
needs to want it first. Mama kept him on an even keel, but since she died, he
just …
fuck
it.”

“I
know
,
she made me keep an eye on him, too. Not that she
needed to ask me. He’s your twin and important to you, so, of course I kept an
eye on him. This was a new low even for him, and there was no fucking way that
damn wolf was going to get his hands on what’s mine.”

Chapter Ten

Emilia’s
heart threatened to beat itself out of her chest hearing that growled
mine.
Hunter sounded as though he meant it, and she could once again see his bear
prowl behind his eyes. It made her acutely aware of him, and she wished with
all her might that things would be different between them.

That
she wasn’t here under a contract, and that he would just act on his words and
claim her as his.

“Say
that again, please,” she said, and Hunter ran a hand through his hair. The
action made his pectorals ripple under the tight tee that he wore, and Emilia
suppressed a sigh. He might think he was too old for her, but he didn’t look
like a guy his age, and besides, what did age matter when you loved someone?
And she did love him. This wouldn’t hurt that much if she didn’t. Emilia
furiously blinked away the moisture threatening to erupt from her eyes again,
and Hunter frowned. He reached out to her as though to touch her, but then
balled his hand into a fist and rested it on his knee instead.

“I
said you’re mine, kitten,” he finally said, and Emilia’s heart leapt for joy.
“You always will be, but I want to see you happy. You don’t need to be settled
with a cynical, scarred bear shifter like me, especially as your father will
never talk to you again, if you do.” He put his hand up when she was going to
interrupt him, and continued.

“No,
let me finish. He is your father, and I know you well enough to know that you
love him and that good for nothing brother of yours. Despite what you said to
them when you left, you could no more turn your back on them than you could
stop
breathing
, and that’s one of the many things
about you that I…”

His
bear growled, and Emilia forgot to breathe at the struggle she sensed in him.
She scooted closer and put her hand on his tense thigh.

“You what, Sir?
Please don’t
clam up on me now,” she said.

A
grim smile kicked up the corner of his mouth, and she leant in closer to kiss
that spot. A growl erupted from his chest, and before Emilia could blink she
was on the floor with him towering above her. Right now he didn’t look very much
in control of his bear, and that thought sent adrenaline coursing through her
body.

Holding
himself off of her with his hands placed next to her head, and his arms locked,
he ground his groin against hers and the solid heat of his erect cock meant that
Emilia’s hormones took over. Moisture flooded her underwear, and her nipples
tried to poke through the soft fabric covering them. As comfortable as her
jumper was the fabric chafed against the sensitive peaks, and Emilia bit her
lip to stop from whimpering her need.

Hunter
groaned and bending his head claimed her mouth in an earth shattering kiss that
left her breathless and so needy she was going to scream if he didn’t do
something other than kiss her.

He
pulled away, and the heat in his gaze sent her arousal into fever pitch. Emilia
shifted her legs wider, and they both groaned as he settled himself right
between her legs.

“Fuck
it, Emilia. I can’t do this anymore. I want you too damn much.”

Hunter’s
voice came out distorted, and more of his bear showed as his muscles expanded
and he grew bigger above her.

“Then
have me, all of me, please.” Emilia gasped her reply, all too aware of the
barely leashed aggression that poured out of his very pores. It should send her
running, yet it had the opposite effect on her. Beads of perspiration slid into
her eyes, clouding her vision. Trapped as she was under his bulk, her clothes
felt heavy and restrictive, and Hunter seemed to burn hotter still, as he grew
perfectly above her. His nostrils flared and he inhaled roughly, as though he,
too, had trouble drawing air into his lungs. Emilia blinked to clear her vision,
and she couldn’t tear her gaze away from the sight of his fangs. His incisors
grew longer, more menacing somehow in the orange glow from the fire, and she didn’t
dare breathe when he dipped his head and ran those lethal teeth along her neck.

“This
is your last chance to cry red, kitten. This time when I fuck you, I
will
claim you, body and soul. You will be mine, to carry my mark, so that everyone
will know who you belong to. I want to cover you in my cum, bite you all over,
and leave my marks on you forever. Do you understand me?”

Emilia
nodded, utterly unable to get her voice to work, and Hunter threw his head back
and roared. The vibrations of that growl shook the very ground they lay on, and
she locked her ankles behind his ass to enable her to grind her hips against
the solid bulge in his jeans. So close. God, she was so close already, if
only….

Hunter
bucked and dislodged her, until she lay winded, face down on the rug. Hunter
yanked her jumper up and her leggings down, and the first hard, stinging swat
of his hand on her ass took her breath away. Several more followed in quick
succession, and then he lifted her on her knees, and pushed her upper body back
down into the rug. Her jumper gave way with an audible rip, as he used his
claws to get if off her.

“Do.
Not.
Move.”
Every growled word was accentuated by
another swat to her ass. Heat spread across her skin, and she jumped when he
replaced his hands with his teeth, while pushing several fingers into her wet
pussy.

Emilia
whimpered and mewled like the kitten he called her, as he fucked her with his
fingers, while marking her body with his teeth just like he’d promised, until
her skin was just a mass of hot sensation. Up and down her spine into the
hollow of her back, over her ass and the insides of her thighs, until she
didn’t know which part of her he hadn’t reached.

Pinned
in place by his clawed hand on her shoulder, and his fingers buried deep inside
her, keeping her teetering on the edge of her release, she had nowhere to go.

Emilia
whined when he withdrew his fingers, and Hunter pushed his digits, slicked by
her arousal, into her mouth, and smacked her ass again. Emilia bit down, and
the taste of her arousal mixed with his blood, and Hunter grunted his approval.

“Fuck,
yes. Do that again.”

His
claws sliced through her shoulder, while he dug his fingers deeper into her
mouth and jaw. The pain just added to her arousal until her whole body felt on
fire. Teetering on the edge, she screamed, as he ran his thick cock through her
wet slit and then drove in deep.

“I’m
going to fuck you so hard, baby. You’re mine.”

Hunter
pulled almost all the way out and then thrust in with so much force the
Christmas tree wobbled precariously next to them. Emilia buried her hands in
the soft rug, and screamed around the digits in her mouth, as Hunter ruthlessly
fucked her across the rug, and the first of her orgasms burst from her.

It
seemed to send him further into
a frenzy
, and then
everything stopped. He grew bigger inside of her, and yanking her torso up,
lodged himself deeper still until he was do deeply buried inside of her, Emilia
didn’t know where she started and he ended.

He
turned her head, and through the myriad of sensations assaulting her, his deep
growl registered, seconds before he bit down hard on her shoulder, and Emilia
screamed. Waves of heat coursed through her veins from the bite mark, and her
body shook in the throes of the most intense orgasm that robbed her of her
vision, as his cock pulsed inside of her, and he started to thrust again. Every
move prolonged her orgasm, and when he pulled out and aligned himself with her
other hole, it was Emilia who pushed back to impale herself on his length.

Hunter
swore and bit her other shoulder, and Emilia collapsed on the floor, her arms
and legs too weak to support her. Hunter’s claws sliced through the rug, and
the last thing she became aware of where the hot splashes of his cum spurting
on her sore ass cheeks when he pulled out of her.

****

Utterly
spent Hunter, too, went down hard. He had the foresight to twist so that he
didn’t squash his precious girl.
His.
He smiled
and let the truth of that statement sink into his very soul, as his bear
strutted. There was no other expression for his beast’s goofy somersaults
inside his head. Eyes shut, breathing shallow, Emilia lay next to him, and a
primitive sense of ownership grabbed hold of him. Seeing his mating bites on
her, her pale skin red and marked by his bear, and sticky from his cum, made
him, too, want to strut. Not that he had the energy for that. Instead he lifted
the perspiration soaked hair off Emilia’s face and licked his bites clean.
Emilia groaned. Such a deep throated, sexy sound that his chest expanded and he
put all of his emotions into the tender kiss he gave her.

“Look
at me, kitten.”

Emilia
shook her head, but did prop one eye open to squint at him.

“There
you are.
Back with me?”

Emilia
pulled a face.

“Depends
how you look at that. I am, but not if you expect me to move or heaven forbid
do that again. That was … wow.”

She
struggled to push herself up, and then seemed to think better of it, and just
put her head back down.

“No,
you’ve broken me.
Can’t move.”

Hunter
would have been worried had it not been for the smile kicking up the corner of
her kiss swollen lips and the waves of sated contentment he sensed from her.
She reached out to touch him and frowned when she encountered the tattered
remains of her jumper.

“I
liked that jumper.”

Hunter
laughed and helped her sit up. Her wince of pain tore at his guts, but she
didn’t seem to mind, just leant more heavily on him, and then sighed when he
picked her up.

“Let’s
get you cleaned up and into bed. To sleep, I hasten to add.”

Emilia
yawned and snuggled in closer.

“Don’t
want to get clean. I smell like you. It’s nice.”

Hunter
pulled her closer still, dropped a kiss on her hair, and smiled.

“I
know, baby. You still will, don’t you worry. I told you, you’re mine.”