Hunted – A Dark MMF Age-Gap (Hunted #1) Read Online Xavier Neal

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Crime, Dark Tags Authors: Series: Hunted Series by Xavier Neal
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 70106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
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Wiggling in hopes I stop the tugging that’s being given to her hard nubs is pointless.

Everything that isn’t submitting to me right now is fucking pointless.

She wanted to play with the big bad wolf.

Then she’s gonna fucking play.

Ripping up the back of her shirt barely precedes shoving my cock into her tight, wet pussy. And while the first thrust is sharp, it pales in comparison to the one that comes next. Bunny’s lower half does its best to work away from the intensity of being suddenly taken, except that’s not what I want.

I want her feeling every single moment of this and every fucking inch.

And tonight, I am getting exactly what it is I want.

Kicking off the sheet and scooping up her leg grants me deeper access as well as an even better view. With one leg draped over my arm, I tighten my tangled hold of her hair and yank her into me, dick relentlessly diving through the white-hot waves engulfing it.

I possessively watch her pussy soak me from root to tip and tip to root despite her soft cries of objection, “Too much.”

“Fucking take it.” Tiny constrictions around my cock act like applause of approval that push me to thrust faster. “Be a good little slut and rub that clit for me.” Another hard pump is delivered. “Make yourself come on my cock.”

Bunny’s breath suddenly hitches; however, she doesn’t move. I reposition my grip to her ankle, lifting her leg up higher to change the angle to one that has her back bowing on a much louder screeching, “Too deep!”

Ignoring her outburst is easy given how her juices are now dripping past my dick onto my nuts. “Do what Sir said, Rabbit.” More savage pumps split her wider. Give me the perfect shot of seeing my shaft ruthlessly tear her in two. “Be a good little slut for me.”

“Yes, Sir.” Shaky puffs of air bounce around the room as Bunny glides her fingers between her thighs to follow the order.

My order.

Fuck. Me. I’ve always known I like this control in the sheets, but it’s never felt like this.

Not just good.

But right.

Perfect.

All of a sudden, her muscles begin to clamp down much harsher from her own caresses. The view is slightly obstructed resulting in me spreading her the furthest she can go to be able to see her riding her own hand from over her shoulder. She grinds into her palm, leaving her fingers to occasionally brush the underside of my dick, adding ball tightening touches timed to my increasingly frantic strokes.

Pounding faster spurs her hips to match the pacing, and the furious tempo is swiftly mirrored by my fingertips in the knotted mess at the opposite end. Scents of sex and vanilla and sounds of her preparing to cream on my cock ceaselessly work in tandem to unleash a side of me I don’t often acknowledge exists.

“Fuckin’ come on my cock, you dirty little slut.” Sinking my teeth into her earlobe causes her entire body to seize. “Make a fuckin’ mess for me to clean up.”

“Nolan!!!!” is unexpectedly shouted at the top of her lungs to the point I know my best friend can’t deny what’s happening in here. Impossible to resist pulses begin around my dick, determined to milk from it, what it’s milked from her and dropping my hold on her leg to bury my hand in the same space hers is happens without thought. Nestling it there has me forcing her to meet me harsh heave for heave regardless of how much she shakes and shivers and screeches for mercy.

“Now, show me you can take this fuckin’ load,” is purred in sync with my thrusting becoming more erratic, bits of precum continuously carving the way for the rest. “Show me how good you really look in white, little rabbit.”

Bunny makes an effort to arch her back, yet it’s futile.

My claim is so fucking harsh and so fucking unyielding that it’s a miracle she can even fucking breathe.

Scorching hot bursts splash her quivering muscles causing her to yell once more, “I’m coming!”

Animalistic hisses repeatedly hit her ear alongside every spurt only stopping when my cock stops kicking. And at that point, I abruptly slip out.

Roll her over onto her back.

Bury myself between her thighs and use my tongue to shove the cum back in before it’s had a chance to seep onto the mattress proving I’m a man of my word.

She made a mess.

And now I’m gonna fucking clean it up.

Chapter 9

Kipp

I lean against the edge of the doorframe, eyes finally drinking in the intoxicating sight I heard last night.

Damn.

Seeing the shit firsthand is way more delicious.

And definitely has my head spinning ten times faster.

I mean…what’s not to fucking love here?

His arm swung protectively around her?

The one hand palming her tit, blocking the world from seeing her nipple?


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