Hunter's Choice Chapter 18 (This chapter contains explicit content, 18 plus only)
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Chapter 18: Melted Core
--------Cassie's Perspective-------
--------Dream----------
I can feel the sheets beneath my body. I'm only wearing a nightgown. What the hell? Where am I? I look up and Julian is there. No! No, I need to get away. I need to run. I try to get up, but I can't. s**t! My legs won't move. Nothing will. No!!
"It's alright, Cass. I promise to be gentle." He climbs on the bed. His hands reaching for me. No!!!!
--------End of Dream------
"No!!!!." I jolt awake. f**k.
"Are you alright, Cassandra?" Mal. That's Mal. I'm not there. I'm not. Thank God. I look next to me and I see his worried gaze.
"I, I don't know. It was really f*****g scary." Dammit. That really scared me. I need to be stronger than this. I need to be better than this. He only touched me for a moment. It shouldn't affect me this way. I feel Mal's arms around me. So good. So comforting.
"You are safe, love. I promise. Just breathe." I curl into him. Hmm, so warm. So safe. I love him.
"I love you." I look up into his face. His beautiful face.
"I love you too." I'm so glad I had him here. I don't know what I would've done without him.
"Do you wish to talk about it?" Do I? I don't know.
"I...I don't know. It was really scary. I was with Julian. I couldn't move. I was helpless." Dammit, I hate feeling like this.
"I see. I promise you, Cassandra. He will never touch you again. I will break every bone in his hands if I must." I see the fierceness in Mal's eyes. Hmm, he's so sexy when he's like this. All protective and possessive. I want him. I pull him towards me and lay my lips on his. He pulls me on top of him and our tongues intertwine. Hmm, so warm. So wet. Oh God. I feel his muscles beneath my hands. He is so strong, so powerful. I know he could do it. He can do anything. His hands go through my hair. That feels nice. I can feel him beneath me. His body is pressed against mine. Such a perfect fit. I feel something else. He's....hard. s**t.
I pull away and sit up. I felt him. It felt sort of good. But, I'm so not ready. I love him. But, I just can't.
"Thank you. For being here. I really needed you."
"Of course, love. I will always be here for you." I look to him. He's wearing practically nothing. How the hell didn't I notice that?! I should've known, he always sleeps like this. Still, would it kill him to wear some pajamas? No wonder I could feel him. I feel comfortable kissing him, hugging him, and holding hands. That doesn't bother me. I feel safe in his arms. I can't seem to shake what happened with Julian. I don't know what to do.
"I still feel weird about what happened. I don't know what to do to make this feeling go away. It was only for a moment. But, it's like I can still feel his hands on me." I can see the rage begin to rise in him.
"My Cassandra. I promise you, he will pay for what he has done. Now, as for how you feel, would touching yourself help?" What?!
"Um, what do you mean?"
"I would leave, of course. Maybe having another set of hands on you, would replace his touch." Oh. That makes sense. Not a bad idea. I touch my breasts. My hands grip my breasts. Hmm, not bad. Feels okay. Still, I can't shake this feeling.
"Mate. What are you doing?" I look up at Mal and see his eyes filled with lust. Oh. I should probably have waited for him to leave. But, he looks so good like this. And I know he'd never touch me without my consent. I feel my n*****s start to harden. What? Am I turned on by Mal watching me? I think I am. I rub my n*****s, hmm feels good. But, I feel like something is missing. I need more. I stop touching myself. I let go and try to feel what's going on. I can still feel his hands. No. I had hoped this would help.
"It still feels like he's touching me. Dammit, I really thought that would work." I look over at Mal. His eyes are practically glowing with lust. Wait. Would his touch help? That's insane. I mean, wouldn't that just remind me of what happened? But, Mal would never touch me the way Julian did. No, he'd ask me what I need. Like in my dream about him. Wouldn't he? The only way to know is to do it.
"Um....Mal. Would you...touch my.....breasts? Please?" I look at him and he looks shocked. I do have a tendency to shock him.
"Are you certain, Cassandra? I do not want to hurt you." I take his hands and put them on my breasts. This feels nice.
"I know you won't. Please. I need your touch." He growls and lays me down on the bed. His hands start massaging my breasts slowly. Oh God! That feels incredible. How on Earth could I compare my dream to this? His fingers start to pluck my n*****s. I think I'm melting. I can feel my core start to heat up. Hmm, so damn f*****g good. He pulls on them slightly through my shirt. Hmm, I need him.
"Pull up my shirt." He looks at me. I nod. He pulls up my shirt and pushes up my bra. He looks at my breasts. They're a C cup, so pretty sizeable. He growls again.
"Beautiful. Mate." He massages my breasts with his hands. Cupping them. Hmm, so f*****g good. I need him. He uses his fingers to pluck my n*****s, there's nothing between his fingers and my n*****s now. Feels....so....fucking.....extraordinary. Please don't stop. My core is really heating up now. I can feel the warmth spread throughout my body. Oh God! Nothing could ever match this. His legs are on either side of me, but his body is away from mine. He pulls on them. Can't take much more. Don't know how to accept this much pleasure. Feels so good.
I look into his eyes. They're filled with lust. He flicks his fingers across my n*****s. God! I can feel my core tighten. I need. I need. I f*****g need! I move my hand south. What am I doing? I can't help it. Feels so good. Better than the dream. So much better. I need more. I slip my fingers into my pants, beneath my underwear. His eyes narrow. He stops touching me.
"Are you sure? You want this?" I can see the struggle in his gaze. I know he wants to keep touching me. But he wants to make sure I consent to this. Do I? I look down at my body. My breasts are starting to sweat, my whole body is. I see my hand down my pants. I look at him, barely wearing anything. Hmm, he looks good. I insert my fingers into myself. So good!!
"Yes. I want this. Touch me. Please." His eyes flicker and his hands grasp my breasts.
"Mine." He growls.
"Yours. All yours." I start to move my fingers inside of me. He pulls on my n*****s again. Yes! Please, yes.
"Suck them. Please. I need it." He takes his wonderful tongue and sucks deeply while his hand pulls on my other n****e. Of my f*****g God. I'm in heaven. I start to move more quickly. Feels so motherfucking good. He alternates between each n****e with his mouth and hands. Hmm, I go faster. I feel my core contract. Everything is hot. So hot. I can't. It's so much. I feel it. It's coming. I'm.....coming!!!! I buck against my fingers. Yes!!!!! Oh, yes. I slowly come down from my high.
I look at Mal, he is kissing my breast. I slowly pull my fingers out.
"May I taste them?" Taste, what? Wait. Oh. My fingers.
"Um, sure." He moves towards my hand. He takes my fingers and puts them into his mouth. Swirling his tongue around them. Hmm, why does that feel so good? It just does. He pops them out of his mouth.
"You taste extraordinary, love." I can feel my cheeks burn. Dammit. I really shouldn't let him affect me like this.
"Um, thanks."
"No, love. Thank you. That was absolutely glorious." I see him smile. So beautiful. I actually did it. I m*********d in front of him and had him touch and lick my breasts. Wow. I can't believe we did that. I never thought I'd ever have that happen. It was magnificent. Amazing. Nothing can describe how perfect it was.
"Yeah. I...uh...really enjoyed it. Really. No words can describe it." I see him smirk.
"I am happy to bring you pleasure. So, how are you feeling?" Didn't I already talk about that? Wait. Oh!
"Hey! I don't feel him anymore. All I feel is you." I hear him growl.
"Good. I would be more than happy to repeat what we just did." Damn, I can feel myself blush again.
"Um, right. We can. Not now, though."
"No, not now. Would you like some breakfast?" He smirks. I love that smirk.
"Yeah, yes. That would be great."
"Excellent." He whooshes out. I sometimes forget that he's a vamp. I let a vampire f**k my breasts. Hmm, felt really awesome. And that wasn't so scary. No, it wasn't scary at all. Maybe s*x will feel that good too. Maybe. Still not ready for that. I get up to get dressed. Ouch!! Damn, forgot. I'm still pretty banged up. I look at my stomach, yep, still bruised. Sucks to be human sometimes.
I carefully hop into the shower. I feel the water attack my body. Dammit! Really f*****g hurts. I wash myself slowly. I can't wait for this to go away. I hate being injured. Not that I get injured all that often. I once got a black eye. Not pretty. But, I don't usually get injured. I shut the water off and grab a towel. I hear Mal in the next room.
"Are you alright in there, love?"
"Yeah. Fine." s**t! My clothes are in the next room and I'm only in a towel.
"Close your eyes." I open the door and crack and his eyes are closed. I come out and grab my clothes. I quickly go back into the bathroom.
"Okay, you can open them." I put on pants and blue t-shirt. Dammit! f*****g painful. I go out to the bedroom. Mal is wearing black pants with a red button down shirt. Hmm, he looks good.
"Are you sure you are alright?" I can see the concern. I go to the bed and sit down with a wince.
"It hurts. Really hurts. But, it'll heal. I know it." I see the tray of food he brought me. Such a spread.
"This looks incredible!"
"Only the best for you, love. Dani is outside when you are ready."
"Of course. Let her in." He opens the door and she comes in. Jumps on the bed.
"Morning, Momma! Morning, Dada!" Her hair is in braids. So damn cute.
"Morning, sweetie."
"Good morning, ma petite." I pop a piece of bacon into my mouth. So good.
"How are you?" I see her swirling earnest eyes.
"I'm okay. Still a bit hurt. But, I'm sure I'll get better soon." She smiles.
"Good!" I see Charlie in the doorway.
"Excuse me, Master. Miss. Little Miss. The Council is here to speak with you both." I look at Mal. Guess it's a quick breakfast. I grab a pancake and wrap some bacon in it. A breakfast sandwich. I carefully come off of the bed.
"Are you up to this, love?"
"Yeah. As long as I have a chair. I'll be good."
"Alright." I go out the door on Mal's arm. Here we go.
End of Chapter 18
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