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to trace the scars running along his side.
    Her
gaze sought his, and his chestnut eyes bled to gold
and back again. She couldn’t put it down to a trick of the light this time, and
her stomach hollowed out as another possibility occurred to her. One that she
thought to be the stuff of legends, but one that fit. It explained the heat
emanating off him, his impressive physique, even the scars. A mere human would
never have survived such an injury, surely.
    Heart
trying to beat itself out of her chest, she avoided his gaze when his eyebrows
drew together in a frown.
    “I
can positively see the wheels turning in your head, kitten. Talk
to me. What has you thinking so hard?”
    Emilia
shrugged her shoulders, but she should have known he wouldn’t let her get away
with that.
    Sure
enough he sat up until he towered over her, and she flinched when he wrapped
his hand in her hair and pulled hard. Stings of pain darted across her scalp,
and she whimpered. Not because of the pain, but because that simple act of
domination had the heat of arousal course through her veins. Her breasts ached,
and her nipples firmed until they were so sensitive that even the slight air
movement as he shifted closer hurt. Darts of arousal shot to her clit, and she
shut her eyes when he touched her wet slit and inserted one finger knuckle deep
into her pussy hole. Her internal muscles clenched around that digit, and he
groaned. Tightening his hold on her hair, he licked along her rapidly beating
pulse point in her neck and then bit down hard on her earlobe.
    “So
wet already. My kitten is a naughty little slut, it seems, but I did promise
you a punishment, didn’t I? Now what shall it be? The flogger, the cane, the
paddle…”
    Hunter
chuckled softly when she shook her head, and delivering little bites along her
neck licked along her jaw until he reached her mouth. The kiss that followed
stole her breath, and any objection she might have made fled her befuddled
brain.
    When
he finally broke the kiss he was breathing as hard and as fast as she was.
    “Look
at me, kitten. Tell me what you were thinking earlier, and I might let you get
away with just a spanking.”
    The
thought of his hands on her ass made her groan, and his eyes flashed in triumph
at her reaction.
    “Oh,
I see, we like the idea of that, do we? I can make a spanking hurt more than a
flogger, kitten, so don’t get too excited.”
    That
thought really shouldn’t make her wetter, and he would notice her gushing for
him. Two more fingers had joined the first digit in her cunt, and he fucked
them in and out of her with deadly precision that meant Emilia climbed up those
rungs of arousal at lightning speed.
    There
was something wild and dangerous in Hunter’s expression as he took her right to
the edge and then withdrew his fingers.
    Emilia
whined her distress, and he tapped her bottom lip for her to open up. She
complied immediately, and his eyes flashed to gold and stayed that way when she
sucked on his fingers.
    “Careful,
minx, you have no idea what you’ll get if you push me.” His voice had dropped
further, and there was a definite growl behind it now.
    God,
she was right about him. He wasn’t human, and that thought should make her run
away as far and as fast as she could, but the other reckless part of her won
out. The part that had been half in love with him for as far back as she could
remember held her rooted in place and made her bite down on the thick fingers
in her mouth as hard as she could.
    Blood
filled her mouth, and Hunter roared. Before she could blink she was on his lap
and his hand came crashing down her ass repeatedly.
    Emilia
screamed and sobbed as the painful blows came down without any respite. Emilia
rather enjoyed a spanking, but this was without doubt a punishment. The force
he used meant her ass was on fire and every swat pushed her down on his knees.
She tried to rise up, to get away from the relentless blows, but he pushed hard
between her shoulder blades