Read Worlds Apart 2: Hunter's Revenge Online
Authors: Bonnie Rose Leigh
Worlds Apart 2: Hunter's Revenge (18 page)
Amy didn’t have long to wait. Without any warning, the huge lioness jumped out of a corridor and straight for Hunter.
Hunter! Duck!
As Hunter rolled out of the way, Amy drew up her sword. The cat was just getting to her feet, made more difficult by only having three paws thanks to Eve’s taking one of them in the first challenge aboard
Taliff’s
ship.
As
Myra
made to tackle Amy, she stood her ground, raised her sword. Just as the gaping jaws of the lion began to descend toward Amy’s neck, she twisted out of the way, making sure to swipe the blade across the lioness’ neck. In one smooth motion, she severed its head from its body.
Hunter rushed to her side, grabbed the sword from her and handed it to one of the bodyguards he’d assigned. “Thank the Goddess Alana that you’re alright.” Hunter roughly pulled Amy into his arms but she wasn’t about to complain. Already her knees were beginning to quake.
As she rested against Hunter, the ear bud in her own ear began to pick up static before Eve’s voice filtered through the noise.
“Amy, good news.
Shoshoni has been hard at work over here on the
Adventurer
. She managed to pick up scattered life signs on both
Drimada
and
Vinusa
. The life signs are weak, but she was able to transport all the weak and wounded hostages off both surfaces. Both your parents are on your ship,
Vengeance,
with a lovely baby boy of perhaps six months, and your sisters were sent here to the
Adventurer
. They’ve also recovered nearly everyone from my own pride. Your brother is among the missing and there are still several women from your pride unaccounted for according to your parents.”
“What about the two women they took from
Skalldari
the other day?”
“They were found too, injured, but alive.”
“That is very good news indeed. It could have been so much worse. And we’ll continue to search for the others. I’ll be spending a few days with my parents and siblings before Hunter and I head out to follow
Mikel
. He’s got a lead on the Black Rose and my brother.”
“Eve,” Hunter interrupted. “Tell Taliff to assure Amy’s parents and her siblings that we’ll be together as we search for their son and any others that my sister may have taken with her from these stone prisons. We’ll spend the next couple of days with them to allow for the family to have some private healing time, but then we must follow
Mikel
who is following the Black Rose’s trail.”
“Understood.
Standby for transport to your ship.
Amy’s family is already healing in the medical bay.”
Amy laughed in pure joy. They may be scarred, but they were alive. That was all that mattered, and after she assured herself that they were truly going to be okay, she and her mate would search for her brother, Ryan. Deep in the pit of her belly, she knew—just knew—that when the time came, they’d find him alive as well.
Epilogue
Five days later… Aboard the
Chantrean
Warship
Vengeance
, trailing the
Manruvian
Warship
Victory
by two days
“Ready to give up yet?”
Amy asked, rubbing herself sinuously over Hunter. If he didn’t give up soon, she would. This suit was driving her mad. She went for the big guns, literally. Reaching down, she grabbed his hard cock and squeezed.
“You only need say the word,” he said with a grin, pressing her hand tighter against his cock. “Can you not stand the pressure anymore?”
“The suit I can stand,” she said with a grin. “It’s the underhanded pressure you’re using you big jerk,” she said with a giggle as he slipped his hand between her legs. Their suits turned from orange to crimson and Hunter cupped the cheek of her ass, drawing her closer against him.
“Give up?” He breathed against her ear. “Have you given much thought to how all this anticipation is going to affect us when we do finally remove them? What it’s going to feel like with my cock pressed into your tight pussy? How will it feel,
moya
?
Think about it.” He pulled her closer, moved them until her back was pressed against the wall and her front against him.
All of him.
The bulge of his shaft pressed against the lower half of her stomach and she almost gave in.
Almost.
“No,” she nearly panted. “You give in. Tell me how much you want me. Tell me how long you’ve already waited for me. Tell me you need to bury yourself inside me or you’ll die.”
“I will
die,
moya
.
I can’t wait to bury my cock deep in your tight little cunt. I need to feel the cream slide from your channel and coat my shaft as I slide into you.” He pressed his face tight against the mask. “Wrap your legs around me and we’ll give in at the same time,
moya
.
It will end both our suffering. The suits will disappear and we’ll soon be allowed to wallow in each other’s touch.”
As soon as Amy wrapped her legs around his waist, the suits melded into their bodies. Hunter slid his cock into her already streaming channel and their mouths couldn’t find each other fast enough. They both groaned when he pulled out and slammed into her. His cock teased her to the point of pain. It had grown beyond that of the usual male mating heat. If she wasn’t already pregnant, she would become so this night. His seed, so potent from the waiting would quickly find her ripened ovum and her belly would soon grow round with his cub.
Her eyes widened at his size, as she screamed her first orgasm, surprised at the speed and strength in which she’d reached her peak. Pulling his mouth from hers, he laved her nipples, suckling and biting, causing the pleasure pain of a true
Chantrean
mating as he slammed her against the wall with each thrust. Finally, he sank his teeth into her shoulder, marking her as his mate.
Her incisors elongated and she did the same. Sinking her teeth into the strong muscles of his shoulder, she held him to her. He climaxed, emptying his essence into her tight channel, and bathing her womb with his powerful seed.
Exhausted, Hunter carried her back to their bed and laid them both on the soft covering, too tired to even pull the blankets over them. Pulling her into his arms, they fell into a deep, exhausted slumber with the words, “I love you,” on both their lips.
* * * *
Aboard the
Manruvian
Warship
Victory
… a half-day behind the Black Rose’s Transport Ship,
Subjugator
Mikel
glanced through
transomani
at the planet below, his hands fisted at his sides. He tried to be as gentle with Maryann as he could, under the circumstances. “The planet is devoid of life. Either they have left no survivors or they have taken everyone and moved to another planet. Do we waste our time looking for the bodies of the dead, or worry about the living?”
He knew her people had strange customs and in his state, he could barely think, let alone make informed decisions. He needed to get away from her but the blasted woman followed him everywhere bitching about their situation. Did she want him to force himself on her? Was that it? Did she want the choice taken from her so she could cry abuse in the end?
He turned around, his suit a blazing red and faced his mate. She had her arms crossed, her face turned away from him so he couldn’t see her expression.
Too bad.
This time he’d have his say, whether she looked him in the eye or not. “I will leave this room once again, Maryann, because I know you think it is my fault we are in this situation and you are angry that your body is making demands upon you that you do not like. But I warn you—
One
. Last.
Time.”
He turned to face the door. “If you follow me again, I will
not
be held responsible for my actions. If you follow me from this room and into my quarters, I
will
take it as your consent to start my seduction. And if you think your suit is painful now, wait until I begin to touch you.”
With that, he turned and left his mate to her thoughts.
About the Author
Hi there. My name is Bonnie Rose Leigh and I've been writing since I was just a tyke. I live in a small town in Upstate,
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