Snow & Her Huntsman by Sydney St. Claire Read Free Book Online

sprawled on a patch of grass in a meadow surrounded by thick trunked redwoods, the ATV a few feet away. Hunter had tumbled her off to finish what the beastly machine had begun. Her body hummed with satisfaction. Pines surrounded them, their tips piercing the bright, blue sky. Naked, flat on her back, she giggled. The trees stood tall and proud, reminding her of soldiers guarding their little love nest.
    Still on top of her, Hunter lifted his head, planted his forearms on either side of hers. Their fingers were twined together above her head. “What’s so amusing, my sweet sub.”
    She grinned, staring into his golden eyes, noting how pleased and sexy they were. “This. It surpasses anything I could have anticipated.”
    He chuckled. “You got me there, baby. I had everything all planned out, starting with spanking you, then tying you to my bed. Even knew how many times I’d make you come before I buried my cock in your hot pussy.”
    Rylee sighed as a low hum coiled deep inside like smoke rising from a smoldering fire. Hunter’s low, sexy voice could do that to her, but when he talked dirty, she was putty in his hands. She’d forgotten that little tidbit from their past. “You managed the spanking. How many times were you going to make me come?”
    “Six.”
    “Six? Good god, I’m not a sex machine.” Yet her heart raced at the thought of that many orgasms. At this rate, she might not survive the weekend.
    “By my count, you still have two to go.” He thrust his hips forward.
    The friction against her mound made her suck in her breath. “You cannot be serious.” She moaned, closing her eyes, loving the feel of his cock still buried deep. She’d been well and truly fucked, yet if he kept this up, number five would quickly be ticked off.
    “Sir,” Hunter said as he wiggled his hips.
    “Huh?” Her brain had turned to mush. Had it leaked out her ears, gotten soaked up by the grass along with every muscle and bone in her body?
    “You may address me as Sir or Master.”
    Her eyes flew open, and she burst out laughing. His eyes twinkled with humor. Their masks had long since been discarded. She wasn’t even sure where hers was. “Are you really a Dom?”
    “Yes. I am. It’s my nature to be in charge and to give good little subs their pleasure. Just as it’s in yours to be submissive.”
    She wasn’t sure about that. She liked the sex and admitted he certainly knew how to please a woman. “Well, you have more than pleased me, but I’m not sure about being submissive. I read how some women or men like to be submissive twenty-four/seven and how others want their Dom to choose their clothes, tell them what to eat, and when to eat. I’m no doormat, Hunter.”
    At his raised brow, she added, “Sir.”
    “Different people have different needs, my sweet sub. I don’t want a woman who is submissive to that degree. I want someone who knows her mind and isn’t afraid to speak it.”
    “Except in the bedroom.”
    He grinned. “Well, punishments can be very enjoyable, and I’ll enjoy giving you six spanks later, but first, I think we need to do something about those missing orgasms.”
    “No way are you ready for more. Sir.”
    “Should this Mighty Huntsman be insulted, Snow?”
    Rylee’s chuckle ended in groan when he shifted his hips and circled them, grinding his pubic bone against hers. A flare of desire ignited deep in her core. “Just being realistic, O’ Mighty Huntsman. Certainly not trying to insult your sexual prowess.” Damn, number five coming right up.
    “Damn straight. Thank goodness you don’t have such limitations, Snow.” He pulled out and eased back, dipping his head.
    She had two seconds to brace herself before his tongue parted her swollen folds. The moment he touched her, she cried out, her hands digging into the grass, her hips jerking up.
    Hunter pinned her hips to the grassy bed with his hands, keeping her spread wide. She writhed beneath him, her moans the sweetest sound