The Bad Girl in Boots

You are Mine

Hunter on the side

Finally. It was over. I woke up this morning, tangled with Hunter and moaned at the feeling of - well, of nothing. My body no longer ached, my eyes didn't cringe away from the harsh light of the hospital room. I heaved a relieved sigh. Thank God. I angled my head up towards Hunter's. In sleep, his face lost some of its harshness. Of course his jawline was still sharp enough to scare me and his cheekbones were like shards of glass, but there was an almost ethereal softness to it. Something about the way his eyes relaxed and his eyebrows sloped naturally across his brow, rather than being pulled together in a scowl or twisted into a sarcastic smirk. A soft breath curled across the back of my neck. I sighed, relaxed for the first time in over a week. Something was different today, other than the absence of the pounding pain that had twisted in my gut for the last few days. I pondered for a moment, savouring the feeling of Hunter's possessive arm curled tightly around my waist, hand draped across my hips as if he had tried to pull me closer in his sleep. That would be hard considering every inch of our bodies were touching. His warm, muscular and not nearly naked enough chest pressed against my bare back. One ankle was tossed over mine and Rain purred in contentment when she registered that my ass was pulled tightly into his hips. A hum of approval rumbled in my chest, and a replying sigh wafted warm breath across my back. 'Morning, sweetheart.'
"I'm not your sweetheart." I mumbled, half awake. A low growl answered me.
"Like hell you're not. Sweetheart." I huffed out a breath.
"Hunter. Sweetie. Darling."
"What?" I heard his smug smirk without having to turn around and see it.
"You don't own me. Fuck. Off." I said nonchalantly, waiting for the pissed off growl to rip through the air.

It didn't.

Instead, Hunter pressed a tender kiss to the back of my neck, my surprise causing me to let out a breathy sigh. He chuckled, sliding his nose to the crook of my neck before whispering softly, lips brushing my skin with each movement.
"No baby, I don't own you. But you are mine."

Suddenly, his hands gripped my hips tightly, spinning me round almost aggressively. And damned if I don't like it. His eyes burned purple, the heat making me throb, all the way down to the pair of boxers I was borrowing from him. He breathed in slowly, dark eyes never leaving mine. "I can smell you." He paused, trailing his nose down my neck to where it connected with my shoulder. "Your scent. You know, wolves can smell emotions on one another if they are strong enough." He smirked devilishly. "And right now," he murmured, lips brushing the soft skin just above my collarbone "Right now, you reek of arousal." He pressed his lips into my skin. "Of want." He opened his mouth, suddenly sucking the skin roughly into his mouth. The sensation made my hands involuntarily fly to his back, clutching it, asking for more. I guess he found my sweet spot because the pleasure coursing through me right now was incredible. I was practically whimpering just from a hickey. He continued; "Of need." He paused his assault, making me whine at the loss. "Do you want me, kitten? Do you need me?"
I moaned, unable to speak. "Tell me. Tell me you want me and I'm all yours, little wolf."
I desperately tried to open my mouth to form coherent words but all that left my mouth was a breathy moan. "Not good enough." he taunted, fingertips trailing down the crease of my abs, lingering on my lower belly before dancing just underneath the waistband of the boxers he had so kindly lent me. "Say it." he whispered again, nose trailing the same path his fingers had. My back arched, eyes rolling back into my head. A loud moan burst through the room, but I was too deep into this lust filled haze that I couldn't find space to be embarrassed. "Puh- p-ple-"
"That's it angel," he whispers against the skin of my lower belly. "Say. It."
I mustered up all the self control I had in this moment and finally - "Please." slipped through my lips.

I felt Hunter's smile grow on my tummy, and slowly, torturously, his mouth slipped down to-

"Sweetie? Jade baby wake up." I opened my eyes, and for the first time in a while they didn't crumple against the harsh hospital lights.