Hunter's Claim: The Alliance Book 1 by S. E. Smith Page B

caught on the tattoos around her
wrists. She had been upset about them when she had originally
discovered that they would not wash off. After a few days, she had
forgotten all about them.
    “What does it say?” She asked, looking at
the strange marks.
    “ I am Jesse. I belong to Hunter as he
belongs to me. Forever will I tie my life to his. I will care for,
protect and cherish him as he cherishes me. He is my Amate. He is
my life,” Hunter’s deep, husky voice said.
    Jesse noticed he didn’t even look at the
tattoos. He had memorized what it said. She cupped his face so he
could see that she had understood what he was saying.
    “I am Jesse,” she whispered. “I belong to
Hunter as he belongs to me. Forever,” she stumbled for a moment as
doubt filled her. A shaky smile curved her lips as she continued.
“Forever will I tie my life to his. I will care for, protect and
cherish him as he cherishes me. He is my Amate . He… he is my
life,” she finished with a shy smile. “Forever,” she added again
before pressing her lips to his.
    Hunter’s heavy breaths echoed in the room as
his trembling hand reached up to cup her right breast. His thumb
flicked the tip causing Jesse to jerk under him. Her own pants
filled the air and her eyes dilated as he tenderly pinched her nipple .
    The explosive fragrance of her arousal
scented the air like the wild perfumes from the flowers of the
forests near his home. Hunter rolled away from Jesse. His hand
gripped the top of her leggings as he sank down on the floor next
to the bed. He pulled them and her shoes off then tossed them to
the side.
    His mouth watered as he buried his face in
the soft curls that covered her mound. He wanted to drink from her.
He felt like a man who had lived a lifetime denied a drink from the
nectar of life.
    Her wild cries drove what little control he
had beyond his reach. He gripped her thighs between his palms,
forcing her open. He purred when she wrapped them over his
shoulders and pulled him forward.
    The first taste of her damn near made him
come in his pants. The only thing that prevented him was a lifetime
of training and discipline that told that once he had an Amate , she was in control of his seed. He could only come
when she allowed it.
    “Hunter,” Jesse cried out again as he ran
his tongue along her swollen folds. “Please! That feels like
nothing I’ve… ever… Oh, God!”
    Hunter pushed his fingers deeply into her as
she shuddered. Her sweet taste wrapped around him as she climaxed.
He pushed deeper, wanting to stretch her as much as he could while
she was locked in her pleasure. The sweet crème of her left him
shaking but her pleasure came first. It would always come
first.
    He drove his tongue into her, pressing down
with his sharp teeth just enough to hold her still while he drank
deeply from her. Her loud cries and thrashing back and forth told
him she was still locked in her orgasm. He reluctantly released her
so he could rise.
    He quickly kicked off his boots and shed his
pants. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the floor to join
the pile of clothes scattered across the room. Leaning over Jesse,
he gripped his throbbing cock in his hand and aligned it with her
slick entrance. The muscles in his shoulders were straining as he
held himself still.
    “Jesse,” Hunter bit out in a dark voice.
“Jesse, say yes. Give me permission to give you my seed. Give me
permission, little one, before I explode.”
    Jesse looked up into the blazing yellow eyes
looking down at her with such a stark possessive gaze that she knew
he would never leave her if he could help it. He would do
everything he could to protect her and her sisters and care for
them. She forced her body to respond to her demands. She felt like
she was boneless but she forced her legs up until she hooked her
ankles around the back of his thighs so she could pull him
forward.
    She continued the pressure, pushing his cock
further into her. She ignored the slight