Hunt Me! I Crave the Chase (Spooky Boys #3)

Was this why girls liked it?

Because for those few seconds you knew you held someone’s entire attention. That they were focused on you. That they wanted you, needed you. It sounds bad but…I’d never liked putting in the work that was necessary for sex. The chase. The seduction. The fuck. Everything fell to me, the responsibility of both our pleasure, my responsibility.

But right now…

Now it wasn’t.

I could just lie back.

I could lie back and I could take what Gigantor wanted to give me.

All I had to do was breathe.

“Breathe,” he repeated. This time, I listened. Immediately, there was an improvement. Instead of too full the width of his finger was…not enough. I shuddered, squeezing around him to test the new sensation before relaxing once again as his knuckles brushed against my ass. Handsome grinned up at me from between my legs. “You like it,” he blurted, excited.

“I…” Did I like it?

Yes.

Yes I did.

“I like it,” I squeezed around him a second time and he groaned.

His eyes flooded black with lust, his chest heaving, as he nosed behind my balls and inhaled greedily. “When you are being fucked your scent grows stronger,” he murmured, rubbing those soft-soft lips all over my perineum. “Your eyes beg me.”

That was such bullshit, but it was hot bullshit, so I didn’t call him out for it.

He pulled his finger halfway out and I hissed, having just gotten used to it. When he pushed back in he crooked his knuckle experimentally and?—

“Oh fuck, shit, god, damn, fuck, yes.” My eyes rolled back, my cock jerked, and my ass ground down hard on his fingers. Stars burst behind my eyelids as pleasure exploded through my body unlike anything I’d ever known.

“So pretty,” Handsome groaned, pulling his finger out only to shove back in and rub that spot inside me for a second time. “So pretty when you take what your alpha gives you.”

“Jesus fucking Christ on a cracker, my god.” I ground my ass against his fingers, looking for more, which he happily gave me. In and out, wiggling curiously. He spat on my hole several more times to keep it slick, but I liked the burn of it. I liked it so goddamn much. Maybe that made me fucked in the head. That the pain was half the pleasure, but I didn’t care.

I’d have to invest in some lube if I?—

No.

No.

What the hell was I thinking?

This was a one off. A one time thing. That was it—that was—oh. “Please, please,” I found myself chanting, spreading wide and writhing like a total slut. This was the exact kinda shit I used to get my girlfriends to do—and yet, here I was, on the receiving end. “Need it—I…” Handsome growled, low and throaty, pleased with himself as he shoved his finger back in at the same time he sucked my cock deep down his throat.

I came the second he glanced against that special spot inside me again. Stars swam in my head, my body a floaty, buzzing mess of endorphins as I gasped and shuddered my way through orgasm. When I glanced down, Handsome was hard again, straining against his jeans. His eyes were bright, excited, like I’d just given him a fucking gift.

When he stuck his tongue out and I caught sight of my load, I nearly came again.

“Turn over,” he commanded, voice sounding funny with his mouth full. And then, just like before, he manhandled me onto my belly before I could comply.

My ass felt twitchy and empty now that he wasn’t in it. I wasn’t sure what to do with that. Wasn’t sure what to do with the way I whined and swore when I felt him spit my own cum onto the small of my back, then rub it down my crease and all over my still twitchy asshole.

“Why did you—” There was a weird rustling noise and when I glanced over my shoulder, Handsome had his hand down his pants. He made this wounded sort of sound, animalistic and mean, his teeth bared as he jerked himself off almost violently.

The rosy head of his dick peeked out of the top of his pants—uncut, his foreskin pushed back. The slick shh, shh of his fist moving was almost as filthy as the cum I could feel clinging to my hole. When he was close, he aimed at me, eyes practically glowing as he spilled his load all over my messy ass and thighs.

Hand still on his cock, ringing the last few drops from his tip, my stranger grinned.