Hunter and I had spent every day together for the last month. You would think that one would get sick of someone who was literally breathing down her neck daily but to me Hunter was oxygen and I needed him to survive. Some might say that this kind of relationship wasn’t healthy, that his obsession for me bordered on insane. But God I loved that about him. I was just as obsessed with him as he was with me.

From the moment we saw each other, the connection was formed.

I turned in bed and looked at Hunter sleeping. His body—with all that lean, defined muscle—made me feel wholly feminine. He could have any woman in the world, but he wanted me. He’d waited for me. I knew I was incredibly lucky.

Hunter opened his eyes and smiled at me. He shifted on the bed and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me towards him.

“What did I tell you Darlin’? You know not being in my arms in the morning is you being too damn far away.”  I curled up against him and he kissed me passionately.

“I love you,” I said softly.

“I love you, too, baby.” He cupped my cheek. “I love you so much that I can’t see straight. Before you I was a shadow going through the motions, but you brought light into my world.”

He rested my head on his chest, knowing how lucky I truly was.

Hunter had his own apartment in the city that he rarely used, and even though he’d offered to move me in there—with him—a part of me wanted independence. I’d been living with my father for so long that I hadn’t fully gotten to experience what it was like to be on my own.

I was going through the motions of finding a place of my own, not jumping at the first place I found because I wanted it to be perfect. And although my father supported this new path in my life, knew that I loved Hunter and he loved me, I could also see the worry on my dad’s face. He was just overprotective, but he knew when I was with Hunter nothing bad would ever happen. He was letting me spread my wings, and for that I was grateful.

“I should probably get up. I have a couple places to look at today.” I was getting out of bed when Hunter grabbed me and pulled me down to the mattress, pinning my arms over my head.

“I don’t think I’m ready to let you leave this bed just yet,” he said in a deep, sexy voice.

I chuckled softly. Before I could say anything in response, Hunter proceeded to kiss his way down my body, moving his tongue along my skin and making me burn alive for him. He stopped at my breasts, making sure to do slow, deliberate circles around my nipples, bringing the peaks to a stiff point. He then took his fingers and pinched them for good measure, making me moan out in ecstasy.  

“Your skin tastes so damn good. Like peaches. I could devour you and it still wouldn’t be enough.” Hunter groaned as he worked his way to my core.  He opened my legs and then pulled my folds apart with his fingers, exposing center. And he did devour me then, licking my clit and making circles around it before sucking it into his mouth.

I arched my back, loving how he was able to make me come undone with lust and need. He dipped two fingers inside of me, curling the digits upward to my g-spot.

“I want to spend the rest of my life eating your sexy little cunt. It’s so pretty and pink, and when you squirt for me it’s the best damn drink I ever had in my fuckin’ life.” I gasped at his obscene words.

“Give it to me, Snow. Give me what I need. I want that juice all over my face.”

I loved how filthy he was.  

While he had his fingers deep in me, coaxing my orgasm, he put his mouth back on my clitoris and sucked it deep in his mouth. These sensations were so violently beautiful that my body lost all control and before I knew it Hunter’s mouth was on my pussy hole, drawing all my liquid into his mouth.

I cried out as pleasure slammed into me. As I drifted back to reality I rested against the bed and breathed out.

He moved up my body and placed a seductively lustful kiss on my mouth. I now had my flavor on my tongue, sweet yet musky.

“You taste good, baby. I thought it would be rude if I didn’t share.”  He gave me one more long, lingering kiss before pulling back. He got out of bed and all I could focus on was his tight ass. He stopped right before heading into the bathroom and looked over his shoulder at me. “I’m going to run the shower. Why don’t you join me? I’m all about seconds,” he said and winked.

“You’re insatiable.”

“Only for you, baby. Only for you.”

* * *

Hunter

As I ran the water, I kept thinking about how fucking lucky I was to have that woman in my bed. Truth was I wanted Snow to be by my side always, live with me so I could keep her safe. I was the only one who could ensure that. But I knew being selfish where she was concerned would only hurt what we had. She needed to have her own space, needed to do this for herself.

Waking up to her every morning was pure heaven. I couldn’t imagine anything better.  The way she smelled was addicting and inviting all at the same time.

Over the last month we’d let her father know about our relationship. I was surprised he had been so accepting of it, but then again I knew Snow’s father was well aware I’d protect her with my last breath. And because of that, he knew no other man could keep her safe like I could.

I let the thoughts of her filter through my head. I must have done something right in my life to have Snow as mine. Truth was, I couldn’t wait to have her as mine in all the ways that counted … my wife and the mother of my children.

She was my reason for living, and because of her, every possessive and territorial instinct in me rose up violently.

Because of Snow, I was a better man. I was a more dangerous man.

And I embraced the fuck out of it.