Page 137 of Boys Who Hunt

Between kisses, my eyes find his as a proud smirk spreads on my face.

“Look at me, fucking the girl you love,” I say. “She loves the feel of both our cocks inside her.”

He swallows as his dick begins to throb inside her, and his eyes briefly flicker down to my fingers playing with her most sensitive areas.

“Please, Heath …”

“You want her to come so badly?”

“I can’t take it anymore,” Max groans.

“Hold it,” I growl, flicking her like a madman.

Her moans grow louder and louder as I fuck her hard together with Max while his fingers dig into her thighs, trying to hold her up. But I’m so damn focused I can’t even look anywhere else but at him as I slowly bring her to a climax.

Once she reaches that pinnacle, I’m going to kiss her so hard she’ll forget she even thought of needing him.

“Go on, then …” I whisper into her ear. “Come.”

She parts her lips, a soft whimper exiting her mouth before the loud moan arrives along with a pool of wetness, and so many contractions in her pussy that it makes my dick throb.

“I can feel her coming. Fuck, she’s so slick,” Max groans, and a whimper follows before I can feel his warm cum roll down my shaft, his submissive eyes connecting with mine in a flurry of lust.

I thrust once more, but I can’t stop the orgasm from overwhelming me, and a loud roar bursts out of me as I come deep inside that velvety fucking pussy, coating her with my thick cum.

But in my greed and delirium, I don’t claim Ivy’s delicious lips as planned.

Instead, I grip Max’s face and smash my lips on his.

CHAPTER 35

Max

One blink—that’sall it took before the kiss was sealed.

My lips unlatch from his in absolute shock. But just that one blink was enough to tilt my fucking world on its axis.

Heath … kissed me?

It takes a few seconds to register, almost as if my mind is still playing catch-up with my mouth.

His eyes roam my face, bewilderment slowly taking over his as he pulls out of her and backs away, his hard-on still dripping.

“Heath?” I mutter, utterly confused.

“Did you two … just kiss?” Ivy asks as I place her back down on the floor.

But Heath keeps backtracking, and he pulls his dick back into his pants and zips up, almost as if to hide the evidence. ButI remember. I vividly remember his lips slamming on mine instead.

Was it a mistake?

But before I can even ask him, he waltzes out the door and slams it shut behind him.

What the hell?

Ivy

Max stares at the door,his eyes widening as if he had just seen a bomb go off, and he doesn’t know what to do.