Split - Coffin Nails MC (Contemporary New Adult Erotic Dark Romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 7) (13 page)

She sniffed and hid her eyes behind her
arm, crooking her head lower. This was so humiliating. Why couldn’t she just be
calm and collected when necessary? “No—”

“Why the fuck would you suck him off then?
You
told me you thought he was despicable! And for the record, he is. I didn’t tell
him shit. He played you, and you spilled everything. Fucking fuck!” Hunter let
go of her and pushed his fingers into his hair.

Asty wrapped her arms on her chest, hardly
catching her breath as her heart went crazy in her ribcage. Suddenly feeling
weak, she leaned against the wall. She couldn’t stop the trembling that
suddenly overcame her body. The truth crashed into her skull and left a dull
throbbing that wouldn’t let her focus. “I ... I just ... why else would he come
up with it? He wanted a blowjob, and since you lied to me, I thought ... I’d
finish the ritual with him,” she uttered, feeling like the most scatter-brained
person that ever was. She’d been so stupid. Seeing Hunter now, clearly worried,
hit her with the truth. Ray played her like a damn fiddle and got a blowjob for
it. And she not only sucked him off but also let him call her ugly names, just
to be done with it sooner.

Hunter looked away with a scowl. “He was
trying to check on me. We’d made an agreement that none of us would try and
fuck you again. I clearly broke it. I’d only agreed so that he’d back off,
because he’s a nasty fucker, and I didn’t want his hands anywhere near you. And
… what fucking ritual?”

Asty covered her face and inhaled deeply.
Her mind was in tatters. “I just ... want to protect my family. My mom and
brother died, and then Beast ... I need to help everyone else.”

“Who are you helping by sucking that
motherfucker’s dick, huh?” Hunter was heaving.

Asty sobbed silently, pushing her fingers
against her eyelids. She’d hated everything about that encounter at the
cemetery. “H-he was there in the church, and then he chased me down. It was a
sign ... I can’t have Lucky and Dad be hurt. Even today, Dad almost died ... he
would have if it wasn’t for you.”

Hunter pulled her to his chest and wrapped
his arms around her. The gesture was so soothing that she couldn’t help a loud
sob. “No one is getting hurt. I’ve got you, okay? You don’t need to do that
kind of crazy shit. It’s not real.”

Asty got to her toes and hugged him,
pushing her nose against his arm. She could just stay like that forever, even
if Hunter didn’t understand that the world wasn’t just one plain of existence.
Demons and ghosts were lurking in the shadows and sometimes crossed over,
pulling fate one way or another. At least it was all done with Ray. Asty didn’t
need to touch him ever again. “Thank you for saving my dad.”

Hunter just kissed her temple in response,
and she’d never felt safer than in his arms.

“I’m sorry ... I just didn’t think he could
be bluffing ...”

“He isn’t completely stupid. Promise me you
will watch out around him.” Hunter pulled away just enough to look into her
eyes.

Asty sniffed and swallowed hard, unable to
take her gaze off his handsome face, now marred with worry. “Does that mean ...
we can be back together?”

Her heart drummed at the lack of answer.
Would Hunter now not want her anymore?

Hunter took a deep breath. “No, because
we’ve never actually been together. I’m fine with keeping it a secret. Hell, I
like my skin in one piece, but if we are going to do this, we’re doing this on
my terms. I’ve been with lots of girls, I won’t lie. But I’ve never cheated.
I’ve never been in an open relationship of any kind. I knew that when I found the
right girl for me, I’d want to do it full-on.” His gaze was so intense it made
her cheeks burn. “So I only want you if you can commit to me.”

Asty took a shuddery breath and nodded, too
shocked for words. She didn’t expect this night to end this way at all, but she
didn’t want him to go off and sleep with Jewel, or anyone else.

Hunter’s serious expression relaxed, and
his lips slowly spread into a smile. “Good,” he said before leaning down to
kiss her.

Asty exhaled, and for once, her chest felt
so light that when their mouths met, she succumbed to the illusion that her
feet came off the ground for real. “I missed you,” she admitted after a few
moments.

“I guess you know I missed you by the
amount of texts I sent you?” Hunter ran his hands along her sides, and it felt
like charges of electricity trailing over her skin.

Asty smiled at him and put her cheek on his
chest. She knew her makeup was probably smudged and she looked terrible, but he
didn’t seem to care, and for once, she didn’t either. “Yes.”

“We need to work out a way to meet more
often. This whole setup is driving me nuts. I think of you all day.” His hands
slowly slid down her back, hitched her short dress up, and landed on her
buttocks. “Oh, fuck, I’ve missed feeling this.”

Asty chuckled, filled with a warmth she
didn’t expect. Those things never happened to good old her, but she didn’t
care. If only she could live this dream at least for a bit, she could leave
without as much regret. “I think of you too. Maybe ... now that it’s settled,
you won’t mind a blowjob?”

Hunter shook his head with a grin. “For
your ritual or because you want to?”

Asty chewed on her lip. Of course, it would
also benefit the ritual, but she wanted to do this with the man who came to her
in her fantasies. She wanted to be really close to Hunter’s dick and savor its
taste. “I really want to.”

Hunter gave the door a quick glance and
made sure it was locked. “Come here,” he murmured and pulled her in for a kiss
that had her lips open in invitation and her knees weakening.

Asty closed her eyes and brushed her hands
over his soft hair, imagining how it would feel to drink his cum. Even if it
was bitter, she still wanted to put her lips on his cock and watch him struggle
for breath. Slowly, she moved her other hand in a horizontal line just above
his pants.

Hunter backed away a bit until he bumped
into a wall, and his hands slid under her dress again, fondling her ass when he
played with her tongue. He was a hot, hard mountain of muscle, and Asty would
gladly spend the night in this crappy room if it meant waking up next to
Hunter.

“So,” she started between one kiss and
another, grinding her chest against his, as if her body didn’t know whether it
wanted to escape the burning touch on her buttocks or push back into it. “Tell
me when you’re ready.”

“Oh, baby … I’ve been ready since I met
you,” Hunter whispered and pulled his hands back to unbuckle his jeans.

Asty suckled on his tongue and kissed his
warm neck before carefully sinking to her knees. With her face on the same
level as his zipper, she could perfectly see his underwear as his veiny hands
opened the front of the pants. Her nose picked up a musky, earthy scent, and
she leaned in, grabbing one flap of denim.

Hunter pushed his jeans lower along with
his briefs, and his cock was already half hard when Asty saw it. There was a
nice thickness to it, and she noticed a vein on its underside that she couldn’t
wait to lick. Being on her knees in front of Hunter was completely different to
doing so with Ray. When she looked up, the sight of his handsome face flushed,
his eyes glistening, and his hair falling in smooth lines down his torso melted
her a bit on the inside.

She slowly curled her hand around the base
and tasted the thick vein. It pulsed when she pressed on it with her tongue,
and when she suckled on the thick flesh, moving up until she reached the head,
the sigh above her told her that she was doing a decent job. Asty swirled her
tongue over the smooth head and dipped it into the hole at the tip, tasting a
bit of salt and the wonderful aroma of clean flesh and arousal. Her other hand
slowly moved up and down Hunter’s thighs, feeling up his muscles and the warm,
hairy skin. Each time her hand was nearing his balls, he’d tense up, but she
felt she could tease him some more if it made his cock harden for her.

“This is better than my dreams, babe,”
Hunter whispered, sliding his hand into her hair.

Asty looked up, popping the cockhead out of
her mouth and finally touched his scrotum. It seemed to tighten in her hold,
two sensitive balls in a sac of soft skin. “This is way hotter than sucking on
a dildo,” she said with a grin and winked at him. She wondered if he still had
that vibrator he stole and whether she wanted to ask him to return it or
pretend she forgot about it.

Hunter snorted. “Oh, fuck. You practiced on
a dildo? This is priceless. I’m in for a treat then.”

Asty spread her tongue over the sensitive
flesh just underneath the head, and she could sense Hunter shiver as both tips
wiggled gently. His pulsing cock pressed on the piercings in her lips, upping
her pleasure as well. “What is a girl to do if she wants to be ready, just in
case?”

“No, you’re right, it only makes sense,” he
muttered, but his gaze was so focused on her he didn’t even blink, and his
powerful chest rose and fell at a quicker pace.

Asty kissed the tip of his dick and then
slowly worked half of it into her mouth. It felt hard but wonderfully smooth on
her tongue, and she bobbed her head while gently twisting her hand on the
remaining length. She sucked on the tasty flesh as she drew back, more turned
on than she expected. Her breasts were heavy and so were her pussy lips, which
throbbed every time she sucked his cock in.

Giving head was the perfect opportunity to
explore every inch of Hunter’s cock in detail, as when they fucked, he was very
hands on and would usually guide her into what he wanted.

Hunter groaned and started slowly rocking
his hips, his eyes getting that sexy half-lidded look, without ever straying
away from her.

Asty kept looking back at him as well, as
having his warm gaze on her made her arousal skyrocket. There was no comparison
to the only other blowjob she’d given. She could sense Hunter was there with
her. He touched her to show his appreciation, and he felt so good in her mouth,
even more so when he was getting close and his muscles twitched against her, as
she drank the salty pre-cum and rocked Hunter’s balls in her hand.

“Touch yourself,” Hunter murmured from
above, and his hips moved in a steady rhythm, dragging his heavy cock back and
forth over her tongue. “I want to see you reach under your dress and do that
for me.”

Asty moaned, sucking in air while she held
the tip of Hunter’s cock on her tongue. Her pussy gave a shudder, and she
frantically pulled up the tight dress and maneuvered her lace panties lower.
Her nether lips were so ripe, so wet when she pushed her fingers in between,
that she felt she needed to communicate it to Hunter as well. She did so with a
moan that elicited one from him as well.

“Fuck, yess …” Hunter held her hair firmer,
and his thrust sped up. “You don’t even know how hot you are. I don't mind if
you're a nympho, as long as it's with me.”

Asty pushed her fingers into her vagina
before sliding them toward her clit. The mere touch to it was enough to make
her gasp, but she squeezed the base of Hunter’s cock, holding it in place, and
caressed the head with both tips of her split tongue.

Hunter gasped. “Fuck, I’m gonna come just
watching you work that tongue.”

Asty tried to smile without closing her
mouth and started quickly working her clit as she sucked on Hunter’s cock even
harder. She wanted to swallow his cum, and it had nothing to do with the
ritual. She wanted to make him come so bad. She whined when pleasure started
rising in her body, and it was yet another incentive to suck harder, to lap at
that throbbing cock and take it in deeper. She couldn’t push it past her gag
reflex for now, but she was sure it wouldn’t be necessary when she watched his
chest move and his hair slide as he rolled his head against the wall.

She came, moaning against Hunter’s dick,
and her knees slid a bit farther apart. Wave after wave, the orgasm followed the
rhythm of the shallow thrust Hunter was making into her mouth. He held her head
steadier for a few more pushes just before he came with a low groan that would
now occupy her wet dreams. Asty swallowed every last drop, almost embarrassed
about just how greedy she was for it. She leaned in when he loosened his hold
on her and pushed her fingertips underneath his shirt, to caress the smooth
muscles while she still gently sucked on his spent cock. She withdrew only
after a few moments and kissed the base before climbing up his body as she
stood up, feeling lazy and content with herself.

“Oh, wow …” was all Hunter could manage
between one gasp and another. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in
for a kiss. One of his hands unexpectedly trailed lower, and before she knew
it, he was sliding his fingertips between her slippery pussy lips.

Asty grunted and grabbed his hair, her leg
sliding up his thigh in the effort to give him more room to play. “Yes.”

Hunter teased her opening with lazy
movements, but finally slipped in two thick digits, making her moan. “I will
fuck your pussy no later than tomorrow,” he murmured. “And it’s all mine now.”

A flash of heat overcame all of Asty, and
she nodded, certain she’d consent to anything he’d propose right now. “Yes, I
want your thick cock in me again.”