Chapter 64

Then Hunter reached around her, settling over her clit with a ruthless, rhythmic touch. “No coming.”

“But—”

The stranger cut her off with another hard kiss, and she grabbed his solid biceps and hung on as Hunter drove her body higher. She gasped, and the stranger swallowed the sound with his mouth. This kiss was short on patience, long on hunger as he dove deep.

“Pull back,” Hunter growled.

Immediately, the stranger tore his mouth away. Kata was still processing Hunter’s command, trying to understand it. Then his fingers left her clit and rose. He painted her juice across the soft surface of her lips, top and bottom. Her stomach flipped.

“Kiss him again.”

No hesitation. If the stranger had been determined before, he was downright demanding now, plundering her lips, licking them, soaking up her taste with a growl.

“I’m too selfish to give him your orgasms,” Hunter whispered in her ear. “They belong to me, but I can see he likes the taste of your pus