Hunter
The Fractured Fairytale Series
J. A. Wynters
Hunter: Copyright © 2021 by J. A Wynters
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Hunter
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To the broken hearted
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Epilogue
Unrequited
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Also by J. A. Wynters
1
Hunter
There is something magical about weddings.
They bring the feral out of single girls. Like all the joy and happiness makes them miserable and drown in self-loathing, and all they need is a cock to make them feel special. Lucky for them tonight, that cock was going to be mine.
One of the bridesmaids has been making eyes at me throughout the whole ceremony and I’ve dropped enough smiles, winks and a few passing comments about her beautiful face to pretty much seal the deal.
I drink just enough to be in party mood and hope she’s doing the same. Drunk girls are fun, paralytic ones are too much hard work, and I don’t plan on working any more tonight than I have to. If Wolf was here, he’d give me one of his looks and another lecture about drinking on the job, the guy is all about keeping it professional, he’s not wrong of course, and I do, but my shift is coming to an end and it's been another long week.
I look around the room at the uber-rich and socialites all trying to be better, prettier and more special than their counterparts. Turns out no matter how you dress them, people are all the same, attention starved and looking for something.
And I’m a good guy, always happy to make that something be me.
I scan the room for the hundredth time. No danger, nothing out of the ordinary, just another rich guy marrying a rich girl, they’ll split up in a year or so and their faces will be splashed in all the tabloids as their marriage breaks apart and every indiscretion gets analysed. Lucky for me, I don’t give a shit. It’s not part of my work description.
I call Rob on the two-way radio, “Hey Rob, can you come take over? I’m clocking off for the night.”
“On my way.” His voice crackles into the radio and my eyes sweep the room. The petite brunette is standing next to a friend. They’re both wearing bridesmaids’ dresses, and all I can see is ass and tits as they spill from the horrendous peach fabric. I can’t wait to get her out of that dress. Really, I’ll be doing her a favour.
I catch her eye, step off my podium and flash her a smile. Even from this distance I notice the way her eyes grow round, and her smile stretches, she whispers something to her friend and they both look at me. Hungry like. My cock twitches in my pants and I start walking towards the exit. When I look back, the brunette has linked an arm with her friend and they’re both walking in my direction. I turn back to Rob and tell him I’ll see him at the office tomorrow. He follows my gaze; it locks on the two women crossing the room. I notice the slight shift of his posture and the minute ghost of a smile before he nods. I turn to walk towards the exit which connects the hotel lobby to the elevator bank.
I lean against the wall and wait for the two girls to emerge. They walk out of the ballroom and eye me. One’s eyes are hungry and wild, the other has a nervous smile plastered across her face.
“Hi,” I say all casual like even though my cock is about to burst out of my pants.
“Hey,” the brunette one takes the lead, her friend just keeps smiling as if it’s going to save her from me.
“Would you mind if my friend joins us?”
I look her up and down—blonde hair, tight as fuck body, perky little tits, and full glistening lips. Of course, I don’t fucking mind. “Not at all.” I flash her a smile.
Brunette presses the elevator button, and it pings. We get in and she pushes number five. The air is thick in here, anticipation, nervousness, excitement. If it wasn’t for all the cameras everywhere, I would have already launched myself at them.
“What’s your name?” I ask and zero on the friend. She’s pretty and shy, her cheeks are flushed with pink, and she keeps chewing on her lower lip.
“Ava.” She whispers and looks down. Everything inside me erupts in a hot surging fire. Having that inhibited little mouth wrapped around my cock is going to be sensational.
“I’m Isi.” The brunette drawls, taking charge. “What’s your name?”
“Liam.” It’s not. But she doesn’t need to know my real name or anything else about me. If I’ve learned anything seeing Wolf all shot up, it’s the less people know about you, the better.
The elevator is thrown open and Isi rushes out pulling Ava behind her. There’s something damn sexy about a shy girl—like she’s hiding a secret, but you know that when she opens up and tells you about it, it's going to be crazy and wild. My body tenses at the thought.
Isi grabs the keycard and unlocks her room door, holding it open for us. I follow Ava inside, my eyes locked on her tight, little ass.
“Would you like a drink?” Isi offers from somewhere behind me.
I shrug, “sure.” Whatever they need to get the edge off, followed by their dresses.
I sink into the couch and Isi offers me a beer. It’s cold and bitter and I only half listen to the conversation. My gaze keeps being drawn to Ava and the way she keeps dragging her teeth over her lower lip. I’m questioning why we’re all still dressed when Isi mounts my thighs and slides down till she rolls over my cock and my hands automatically lock around her ass.
She’s lovely, if overeager. I don’t mind, I like a sure thing. But I also like to unwrap a mystery. Unlocking Ava will feel like completing the boss level in a video game. I can’t fucking wait to conquer her.
Isi’s mouth is on mine and her tongue slips past the seam of my lips. She tastes like the cranberry that she threw into her vodka, but I know the kind of girl she is, that’s the only sweet thing about her. She slips her hands into my hair and rakes her finger over my scalp, rolling her hips over my hardening erection. She rips off my clip-on tie and begins to unbutton my dress shirt, slipping her hands onto my skin and running her nails along my ribs.
I grip her zip and slide it down her back. Her dress falls open and pools between us. Ava watches us, her gaze follows our hands and mouths, her breathing quickens, the blush of her cheeks intensifies. She steps closer to us and her hands slide along Isi’s back while she kisses me again. Ava’s delicate hands unclasp Isi’s bra and her breasts spill out, and my hands instinctively reach over to cup them. She arches into me
and stretches herself reaching for Ava.
I can’t help but groan when their lips touch. Isi’s sure moves, Ava’s uncertain exploration. It’s fucking breathtaking.
When they break away Ava’s eyes remain on mine and her voice wavers, “Can we go to the room?”
Isi flashes her a smile and climbs off me, “sure.” She takes Ava by the hand and leads her to the bedroom.
When I get there, they are sitting on the perfectly made bed of crispy white sheets. Isi turns to Ava and kisses her. She’s eager and hungry, while Ava is still timid. She holds back like a flower in moonlight, but I know that—when she eventually relents—she’ll bloom and she’ll be so fucking beautiful. My cock pulses against my pants and I suck in long deep breaths reminding myself I have all night.
The kiss gets hungrier and deeper as Isi pushes Ava onto the bed, her knee tucked between her legs. A groan escapes as her tongue twists with Ava’s.
Her mouth travels down to her neck and shoulders. Ava isn’t relaxed, not yet; she’s still tense, her eyes on me, her cheeks a deep, beautiful crimson.
“Let’s get this off,” Isi says as she pulls Ava up and slowly unzips the dress, pulling it down her lithe body.
Ava isn’t wearing a bra and I’m staring at the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen—round and soft with shell-pink nipples, peaked at the ready. She bites her lower lip, sucking it in as she watches Isi pull off her thong and toss it aside.
Isi crawls back onto the bed, her tongue flickers out and she runs it along Ava’s pale skin leaving a long glistening trail behind. She tongues her breasts, licking and nuzzling the white mounds and sucking her nipples. Ava throws her head back and moans, her nervousness falling away, evaporating as her friend explores her body.
My eyes remain glued to the two women on the bed as I undo my pants and pull them down.
“Come join us,” Isi mewls and Ava turns pink again, the colour sweeping across her face and breasts. Fuck, she looks delectable.
“I will, but for now I’m enjoying the show.”
Isi licks her lips as if I’ve somehow challenged her and her mouth closes on her friend’s tits, sucking and licking, her nipples pebbling when they meet the cool air. Kissing down her stomach, she lowers herself between Ava’s legs. Ava’s eyes flicker open and lock onto mine. I’m standing over the bed stroking my cock watching Isi’s tongue torment her friend. Fuck it’s hot and beautiful and I’m so hard it’s excruciating to keep holding back.
Ava moans, her perky tits shake and move as her hips gyrate against Isi’s face. Her small body shakes, her face contorts and she reaches for the headboard clutching it, white bleeding into her knuckles as a desperate savage moan rips from her mouth. Her whimpers keep going as waves of intense release wash over her, and she rocks her hips against Isi’s mouth until every last tremor is complete.
I grab Isi and kiss her deep, wanting to taste Ava on her tongue. I’m rewarded by the salty-sweet flavour that coats Isi’s mouth and tongue. Isi’s kiss is hunger and desire but when I’ve had my taste, I cast her aside and reach for Ava. I close my mouth over hers and she opens up for me desperately. Her hands tug my hair, and she pulls me to her like she’s still falling and she needs something to cling onto. I’m more than happy to be that something.
“Would you like some help with that?” Isi stares at my throbbing cock.
I flash her smile saying nothing and stand back up to my full height. She shuffles to the edge of the bed, grips my cock and sucks me inside. A guttural, savage groan spills from somewhere inside me. Her mouth is so hot, expertly gliding up and down.
Isi unlatches with a satisfied smile. “Your turn,” she says to Ava, who giggles.
She looks up at me as if asking permission and I think I might explode with those big, wondering eyes and exquisite fucking body. She leans in and licks the tip of my cock and strokes my balls, sending shivers down my spine.
“Oh fuck,” I choke out as she takes me deeper, her hands stroking everywhere her mouth can’t be.
When she unlatches, I think I might fall apart. But Isi is there instead, moaning as she sucks me in, sending me spiraling.
My breaths get shorter, rougher, more demanding, and she takes me deeper. I sink my hands into Isi’s hair just as Ava takes over again.
My senses reel as they double down, take turns, push me close, then pull away. Their hands are everywhere on my shaft and my balls. Two sets of tongues lick and their hot mouths suck and dive, taking me deeper each time. I grab Ava’s perfect breast and roll my finger over her hard nipple, her moan is almost enough to set me over the edge. My grip tightens in Isi’s hair and I grunt, fucking her mouth, desperate now. Everything tightens and for a split second, I feel lightheaded as I growl and come hard and fast into the back of Isi’s throat.
The girls fall back onto the bed and I fall with them.
“What about me?” Isi pouts.
I drag her over and kiss her, then make my way down her body. My tongue flicks over her clit and she moans, and as I look up her body, I find myself staring at Ava. Her pink lips close over her friend’s nipples and her tongue swirling over the tight pink flesh, her teeth dragging it out while her hands explore. Isi grinds against my mouth, her orgasm mounting. I insert a finger inside her, then a second. Ava bites down and Isi explodes, a shattering moan has her body shivering and her breath broken and my cock hard and ready to go.
I reach for Ava and kiss her. Her hungry, delicious mouth is eager, and my hands touch all her curves, relishing the feel of her. I lie on my back and she straddles me. She’s so fucking tight and so fucking hot, I groan at the feel of her as she slides up and down my shaft, working her hips.
Isi comes behind her, playing with her breasts, pinching her nipples then sliding down to her clit. I groan at the sight of Ava’s sweaty body being played with. I thrust deeper, pleasure building inside me like a torrent as her own pleasure builds.
We are a flurry of skin, lips, tongues and cock. Her rhythm speeds up, her hips smash against mine, her breathing comes out in sharp short moans and whimpers, before her pussy clenches so tightly around my cock and she cries out her pleasure. I thrust a final time and come so fucking hard I think I might pass out for a second. Her pussy clenches and tightens and pleasure smashes through me.
I fall back into the bed and suck in air. The girls giggle in delight around me, hands roaming my naked body, the bed smelling of sex and lavender body lotion and goddam I love my fucking job.
2
Hunter
The beginnings of a headache scratch at my skull, and my foul mood is about to take a turn for the worse. I stare at the computer screen, thirty new emails in the last two hours, endless paperwork and deluded rich assholes who require our services.
I’m busy reading over one from a recluse on an island who wants a guard to come live with him full time when Rob walks in.
“You look like shit.” He announces to the room.
“That’s not what you said last night when you spooned me and told me you loved me.”
“We both know I’ll say anything to get you on your knees.”
I scoff, “Keep dreaming. I was up all night fucking your mum.”
“If you were fucking my mum, you’d look worse. That woman will break you.” We both chuckle and grimace at the image. “What’s up? Didn’t get your cock sucked like you like last night?”
“Nah, your mum kept her teeth in.”
“That explains a lot.”
I shrug.
Rob walks over to the fridge and pulls out some bottled water. “I have to say, I am surprised though. I saw you exchange looks with some chick all night.”
I nod. Some chick. “Yeah, she was hot as fuck. I was sure she was into it, but it turns out I was wasting my time.”
“What happened?”
“You know, I gave her the look, she flashed me a bunch of smiles, flicked her hair, gave me all the signals. The more the night went on the more she played up. And then I real
ised who she was,” I push back from my desk and lean back into my chair. “Do you remember Olivia?”
His eyes narrow and scratches his chin before recognition has him opening his mouth, “The Olivia? The one Wolf was desperate to bang and chased around like a puppy every chance he got?”
“Yeah, her.” I chuckle. Wolf was almost as desperate for her as he was for my sister. He came close a few times, but Olivia kept turning him down. She was one of the rare few who got away from him, and I know that even if he won’t admit it, he still thinks about it sometimes.
“Oh her. Is she still hot?”
I nod. She is, but she’s a bit more than that. I shrug. “Anyway, we were getting ready to wrap up and she had her eye on me. She was radiating need. That woman wanted me, and man, I was ready to take her upstairs and fuck her senseless. But as I’m walking up to her, some guy comes out of nowhere, wraps his arm around her, and starts kissing her.” I grind my teeth, agitation slithering up my neck. What a fucking waste of time. “I just stood there like an idiot as she walked by me with him all over her. What a fucking tease.”
Rob wears an amused look and I want to wipe it off his face, but I’m too tired. “Who cares, she’s just another chick, hundreds like her everywhere.”
I shrug, he’s technically right, “This is true. However, if I’d had her, I would have made sure to let Wolf know, and I’d never let him live it down.”
At that, Rob bursts out laughing and shakes his head. He gets it. “When is he back?”
I look at the calendar on the wall, “A few more weeks.” I sigh.
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