by Elin Peer
“Hey, Oscar, I’m just letting you know that I’ll be home late tonight. I’m at my parents’ house.”
“Thank you, Raven. I’ll note that down. Just need you to put Boulder on the line first to confirm.”
She frowned. “You’re not serious – I’m not a child.”
Oscar cleared his throat. “I know that. I’m just following protocol.”
With an annoyed sigh. Raven reached her wrist out to me. “Dad, would you mind telling the nice and overprotective guard that I’m safe with you?”
I looked at her wristband and back to meet her eyes. Pretending to be Alexander Boulder was not a good idea. Raven’s father was powerful and would show no mercy if he found out I’d messed around with his daughter.
Raven lifted her wrist higher and mouthed, “Say something.”
Having no choice, I imitated Boulder’s voice, “Everything is fine. Raven is with me.”
“Thank you, sir. Have a nice evening.”
“You too, and oh, one last thing… if it gets too late, we’ll just have Raven stay for the night.”
“Understood, sir.”
Finishing the call, Raven gave me a crooked smile. “Thanks, Dad. I feel like such a rebel.”
I rolled my eyes but smiled. “That’s because you are. If your dad finds out about this, he’ll kill me.”
“For pretending to be him – I doubt it.”
“Make yourself comfortable while I get us something to drink. And just for the record, if he doesn’t kill me for impersonating him, then he’ll surely kill me for the things I plan to do to you tonight.”
My last comment was gutsy, and I watched her from the open kitchen to read her reaction to my words.
“Why? Are you going to hurt me tonight?”
“No.”
“Then I don’t see why my father would kill you. I’m here voluntarily and as long as whatever happens between us is consensual, it’s no one else’s business.”
When she spoke like that, it was easy to forget how much younger Raven was than me. Bringing over both beer and wine, I asked what she preferred.
“Hang on, I’m just telling my drone to come here.” After closing down the remote connection on her wristband, she gave me a smile. “I’ll take wine, please.”
I poured Raven a glass before joining her on my leather couch.
Raven’s hands were shaking a little when she swallowed half the glass of wine and gave me a poor imitation of a confident smile. “Are you afraid of me now?”
I was nervous and dried off my sweaty hands on my pants before reaching for a beer. “Of course not.”
“Then why are you sitting so far from me?”
Moving closer, I took a big swig of my beer and set it back on the table.
Raven emptied her glass and looked up at me. “So?”
Our eyes played the invitation game of switching between looking deep into each other’s eyes and down to each other’s mouths, and when she wet her lips, I knew I should just kiss her, but confusing questions in my mind were holding me back. I was nose to nose with her and could almost feel her lips on mine when I pulled back and placed my hands on her shoulders. “Raven, what are we doing exactly?”
Her eyes blinked. “You were about to kiss me, I think.”
“Yes, but the thing is that I’m not sure I understand what your motive is. I mean, you’ve made out with me and flirted with me to distract me from knowing that you were still investigating after I had ordered you not to. But this… what is this?” I swung my hand between us. “I agreed to help you solve the case, so why are you here? What is your motive this time?”
“Do I need a motive?”
I rubbed my forehead. “No, but I like to make sense of things, and your mixed signals are fucking confusing.”
“It’s confusing to me too.”
Sighing, I waited for her to continue.
“I’m an explorer by nature and for years I’ve wondered about sex. I guess that when you came home that day and found me here, an opportunity to explore presented itself, and so I took it.”
I raised an eyebrow. “You make it sound like you would have done it with anyone!”
“No.” She trailed a finger down my face and leaned closer. “There’s something about you that makes me curious.”
I wanted to believe her but had to ask, “Other men don’t?”
She shook her head. “There’s been a few that made me wonder what sex would be like, but you’re the first to make me want to try it.”
“I’m honored.” I felt myself soften again and gave her one of those smiles that she seemed to like so much. Raven didn’t resist when I moved her down on the couch or when I got on top of her. Instead she laughed.
“Don’t tell me that I’m the first woman to make you want to try sex.”
I laughed with her. “You’re not, but then I’m older than you and I’ve met a lot more people.”
“If by people you’re talking about women, then I doubt that to be true. I’ll bet that I’ve met far more men than you have met women.”
“Fair point, but I’m counting the women I’ve seen on-screen.”
Raven snorted in protest. “Most of those women are from the past so they don’t count.” She laughed. “You can only include women who are alive and whom you’ve met in real life.” Tilting her head, she asked, “What about Mila? Did you fantasize about having sex with her?”
I hesitated before answering, “Do you want my honest answer?”
Her eyes were saying no, but her mouth said, “Yes.”
“I have, Raven, and my guess is that so have all men who come in contact with her. Mila is beautiful and sweet.”
Raven’s arms stiffened around my shoulders and her mouth fell.
“It’s the same with you. I fantasized about you from the first day I met you. You have to know that you have that effect on most men.”
“Why? I’m not sweet like Mila.”
I brushed a lock of her hair from her face. “No, but you’re gorgeous and feisty. You speak to every hunting instinct we Nmen have. Mila is the pretty deer in the forest while you’re the sleek cougar with sharp claws.”
“How about a panther? I prefer panthers over cougars.”
“We don’t have panthers in the Northlands.”
Raven lifted her brow. “I wasn’t born here.”
“Fine, you’re like a panther then. A graceful predator that all hunters admire and respect.”
“That’s right, and don’t you ever forget it. If you try to hurt me, I’ll scratch and bite you hard.” She let her nails dig into my back.
“I’ll take my chances.” I changed position, sitting up on the sofa, and pulling Raven astride me. “Will you?”
“What? Take my chances?”
“Yes. What if you fall in love with me?”
Her brown eyes were much darker than mine as they studied me, but she didn’t answer.
“That could happen, you know.”
Nuzzling my neck with her fingers, Raven kissed me. “Is that what you’re hoping for? That I fall in love with you?”
“I would be a poor hunter if I let my panther go.”
“But a panther is a wild creature and needs to roam, Leo. She would never be happy in a cage.”
“Ahh, but what if the cage was so big that she never felt like she was in one?”
Tilting her head, Raven grinned. “It would have to be huge because a hunter with his prey in a small cage grows lazy and bored. The hunter would have to feel like the panther was free, so he could hunt her down again and again and keep things interesting.”
“Good point, especially if she became the only one he was allowed to hunt.”
We were smiling at each other.
“Are we still talking about us?” I asked. “It got a little complicated there.”
“Did it? You want me to sum it up for you?” She kissed my nose. “You’re the hunter and you have to lure me into your bed to get what you want. But you h
ave to make the sex so good that I will want to come back.”
“It takes two to have good sex. It’s not my fault if you’re bad at it…”
“Wow.” Raven leaned her head back and laughed again. I loved how relaxed my lame jokes made her, or maybe it was the kissing. “I can guarantee you that I’ll be the best lover you’ve ever had.”
My heart was full of mischief and I used a playful tone of voice. “Compared to my other nonexistent lovers, you mean?”
“Yup.”
“Then I can guarantee you as well that I’ll be the best lover you’ve ever had.”
“Sounds like we have nothing to lose.”
I knew that wasn’t true. There was a big fucking chance that this hunter might shoot himself in the foot by obsessing about a delicious panther he could never fully catch. I didn’t tell her that because I was done talking and began pulling off her clothes one item at a time.
Part of me expected her to say stop, but for every item that came off, my confidence grew. “You really want this, don’t you?”
Raven was so goddamn beautiful when she looked into my eyes and nodded. “Yeah, I want this.”
I was painfully aware that this wasn’t the scenario I had grown up picturing for my first time with a woman. Raven wasn’t my wife and there was a big chance she would only allow this to happen once. It was like being served a delicious meal with no guarantee you could ever have it again. Something so tasty that you’d want to eat it with gusto and at the same time lick it slowly to make it last.
“Your beard tickles,” Raven chuckled when I sucked on her breast. She was astride me and naked while I still had my briefs on. My hands were on her firm buttocks and with our difference in height, her sitting on me put us almost eye to eye.
“Do you feel that?” Our eyes were locked, and my breathing was getting heavier. “Do you feel how hard I am for you?”
Raven’s hands were on my chest and she rotated her hips in a slow deliberate movement, creating a magical kind of friction between us.
“Yes, I feel it.” With hooded eyes she leaned down and kissed me like it was an erotic art form – her teeth gently biting my lower lip, her tongue tasting me, and her hands weaving into my hair.
“Fuuuck.” I growled low and bored my fingers into her cheeks.
“Sorry about your briefs,” Raven mumbled into my mouth. “They are getting wet.”
I could feel it and it made me fucking lose my mind that her pussy was dripping wet because of me. Me!
“Spread that juice all over me.” I moved underneath her, grinding against her while pressing her hips further down. Raven sucked in air and closed her eyes.
“Ahh…”
“I’m never fucking washing these briefs again.”
Raven rose up on her knees and gave me a seductive smile. “Wanna take them off?”
I was quick to comply and moaned out loud as she closed her hand around my cock when it sprang free. “Raven… I… I…” My eyes closed and I couldn’t form a sentence.
“I’m not the only one who’s wet. You are wet too.” It sounded like a question, so I opened my eyes and explained.
“It’s pre-cum.”
“Hmm… does that mean you like it?”
The question was redundant, and I could tell she was feeling a little too powerful, so hooking my right arm around her waist I moved her down on her back on my couch and sat on my haunches in front of her. She was compliant when I placed her ankles on my shoulders. Yes, this was better and I was back in control.
Looking down, I let my cock slide between her thighs, touching her slick folds but not penetrating her. Raven was looking at me with expectation, but something was holding me back.
The strong urge to claim her as my woman was scary, even to me, so I held her ankles straight up in the air while pushing my cock back and forth on top of her pussy, telling myself that the feeling of her soft thighs surrounding my cock would be enough and that I didn’t have to penetrate her. Instinctually, I knew that if I pushed inside her – if we merged like that – it would be over for me. I would be the hunter who didn’t just shoot himself in the foot. I would blow off my whole leg, leaving me a cripple for life. There was no way I could just fuck Raven. Not with how I felt about her already.
“I want to feel you inside me.” Raven was looking deep into my eyes. “I want you to be my first.”
Another growl escaped me. The first implied there would be others.
Don’t be an idiot. You have a goddess asking you to take her; what are you waiting for?
Pulling back, I watched Raven open her legs for me with an inviting smile.
I hesitated only a split second before I positioned my cock against her entrance and looked on in fascination as I pressed myself inside her. The sensation of her snug warm pussy stretching to accommodate me, and the sounds Raven was making, made me want to save this memory for life.
“Holy….” I pulled back a little only to push inside again, and slowly I found a steady rhythm.
Raven locked her feet around my waist and pulled me down on top of her. I took off some of my weight by leaning on my elbow and stared into her eyes. “You are so beautiful.”
She just smiled back at me.
I poured all my gratitude into a deep kiss wishing I could make her feel how much I treasured her gift. “This is special to me, Raven.”
She nodded and moved her hips faster. “How strong are you?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Is that a trick question?”
“Could you take me standing? I’ve wanted to do that since the time we fought.”
Pulling out, I stood up on the living room floor and offered her a hand to pull her up. Raven was agile and got up fast, standing in front of me on the couch.
“Don’t drop me.”
I gave her a confident smile. “I won’t.”
“Okay.” She linked her hands behind my neck and lifted one leg around my hip.
I grabbed her and pulled her onto me. “You could be an acrobat,” I joked with her, hooking her to my body.
Raven wasn’t heavy and with her strong core muscles, she held herself up. It wasn’t until she slid down on top of me that I understood what a workout I was in for. My biceps flexed as I lifted her up and down. She helped and we found a rhythm.
“I want to try that sixty-nine position you talked about.”
“You sure?”
“I’m sure.”
Turning her upside down, I hooked my arms around her waist and let her thighs weigh down on my shoulders. Like the time when we fought, my head was between her thighs, only this time there was no pain involved and there was no fabric between us.
The sensation of receiving and giving oral sex at the same time blew my mind. The sounds, the taste, and the delicious scent of her had me so horny that I was sweating and getting lightheaded from the amazing sex.
Making a quick decision, I carried her to my room and placed her on my bed. “I want you from behind.”
Raven crawled up on all fours and looked back at me. “Don’t come inside me.”
“I won’t.” She was sleek and wet, and it was fucking fantastic to see my cock slide in and out of her while I held on to her delicious round ass. The smell of our mixed juices and the sound of Raven’s moaning had me close my eyes for a second.
“Ohhh, Leo, don’t stop.”
I wasn’t stopping. I would never stop. All I could think about was more, more, more, so I kept pumping in and out of her.
“That’s it, right there, yes, Leo, yeeess.”
I scrunched up my face trying to hold back my own orgasm to make it last, but Raven’s panting and the way she arched her back was so sexy that I couldn’t think straight.
“Leo, it’s so good… faster.”
What I needed to do was pull out and get myself under control. If I went faster, I would explode inside her, but Raven was my goddess and I couldn’t deny her anything at that moment.
“Yes. That’s it…” Ra
ven leaned her head back and screamed out her orgasm.
I should pull out but the way her insides cramped around my cock like a soft hand jerking me off was the ultimate feeling in the world and even if my drone were on fire, I couldn’t have moved away from her.
Pull the fuck out!
I was one split second from coming when I pulled out and looked on with large eyes as my semen sprayed over her back and buttocks. Her caramel-colored skin was glistening with our sweat and my sperm.
Raven lowered her head to the mattress but kept her ass in the air. Spreading her cheeks, I used my cock to smear my semen around, spreading it from her front entrance to her back entrance.
“What are you doing?” Her tone sounded a little nervous.
“Fulfilling a fantasy.”
“What fantasy?”
“If you could see what I see. It’s so fucking hot to watch my semen smeared from your pussy to your asshole.”
“Did you come inside me?”
“No, I came on you.”
Raven turned her head. “Leo, tell me the truth. Did you come inside me?”
“No. It was close, though.”
“Geez, you scared me for a second.”
“Let me get you some tissues to dry you off.”
I enjoyed every second of cleaning her off and when I was done, she rolled to her side with a sated smile. I curled up behind her and pulled her closer to my body while intertwining our fingers.
“Leo, why are most of your tattoos on the inside of your arms? Most men have them on their shoulders.”
“I’m not most men.”
“I like the grizzly on your forearm.”
“Yeah? It’s from a hunt I did seven, no, eight years ago. That bear was the biggest motherfucker you can imagine.”
“I don’t like hunting.”
“That’s the Motlander side of you.” I kissed her hair. “This bear killed two boys from a school up in Alaska. Three friends and I were up there on a fishing trip when it happened, and we immediately volunteered to track down the bear and kill it. Took us days, but eventually I got it.”
Raven’s fingers continued to slide around my arms. “I don’t see any tattoos of deer or cougars.”
“There’s one of a wild boar on my back. It covers the scar I got when I was nine and the devil chased me and took a bite of me.”