Trapping Quincy 2: Rise of the Hunters

QUINCY

Unable to keep my hands off Caspian, I roll his shirt up, and he pulls it over his head. I take a second to admire his muscular chest and vast biceps, but he’s impatient.

He tears my top to pieces, exposing my breasts, and my shorts quickly follow. In a matter of seconds, I stand before him completely naked while he’s still wearing his shorts.

I help him out of them, squeezing his tight round ass, which often gives me lascivious thoughts. Like now, all I can think about is how much I want to bite his perfectly sculpted butt. I feel my body heating up just from watching him as he removes his shorts completely.

Caspian lowers his head and kisses my lips passionately. His hands grasp my hips, and I jump on him, burying my fingers in his silky locks. Our tongues taste and explore while he carries me.

I give out a soft yelp when I feel a cold surface under my ass and thighs as he sets me down, and I open my eyes. I’m sitting on the glass top of my cosmetics table. Caspian brushes everything off the flat surface with a sweep of his arm.

My mascara, powder, and eye shadows, everything is scattered at his feet, but we don’t care. All we are focused on is our love and desire.

Caspian stands between my legs, and I spread them wider for better access. He kisses and licks my neck. His hands enjoy my breasts and puckered nipples. Loud moans escape my mouth while he plays me like his favorite instrument.

As he cups my right breast, he uses his tongue to circle around my ever so sensitive nipple. The feeling is indescribable and I can feel heat radiating through my body.

His tongue moves in slow, sure movements as he brings me close to orgasm. He gently strokes himself, positioning to carefully tease my wetness.

The moment he enters me, my head is dizzy, and my vision blurs with pleasure. He moves quickly, holding me in place while it feels like he tries to tear me in two with his cock. His grunts, coming from somewhere deep inside of his chest, sound like music to my ears. I pull him closer, holding him for dear life so we can enter heaven together.

My nails dig into his back as his thrusts become more forceful. I can’t help but tilt my hips forward to try to feel more of him inside of me.

“Oh, what you do to me, printsessa,” he moans gutturally into my ear. His hot breath on my skin sends me over the edge.

I finish with a scream, digging my nails further into his muscular back. His groaning must be heard on the mainland, I know for sure I’ll be getting made fun of by Penny later. No way on earth our pack members don’t hear us banging each other’s brains out.

Not that I care. At this moment, nothing bothers me.

I pant with my forehead pressed against Caspian’s shoulder. He shifts his weight and lifts me, gently placing me on the mattress. He climbs the bed and pulls me closer. I lay on him, listening to the beating of his heart, not able to think or move.

“Staying in bed doesn’t seem like a bad idea,” I say, raising my head.

“Told you,” he grins, pecking my forehead. “We still can stay here all day long.”

“Yeah, sounds like a plan.”

I climb on top of him, folding my arms on his chest and resting my chin on my hands. My eyes trace the perfect contours of his face. His sharp, angular jaw, strong aristocratic nose, and high cheekbones look like they are carved from marble. His mesmerizing green eyes are like pools of endless mischief, but only a few know he can change into a deadly beast in a millisecond.

“I love you, Caspian Romanov,” I say with a gentle smile dancing on my lips, feeling lost in the swirl of my own emotions.

“That’s unexpected. What do you want from me?”

“Oh, come on. I can be nice without a reason,” I laugh, smacking his chest playfully.

“You’re suspicious, Quincy Romanov,” he says, arching a brow. “You want something.”

“A long, loving kiss would be nice,” I reply sweetly, pursing my lips like a frog who needs its princess to break the curse.

“Your wish is my command,” he states, grabs my head, and roughly kisses me. It has nothing in common with my wish. He almost bruises my poor lips, but I appreciate his enthusiasm.

“Stop!” I yell laughing and trying to free myself, but instead of letting me go, he turns me on my back and pins me into the mattress with his massive body.

“I will never stop, moya printsessa,” he says firmly, staring directly into my eyes. “I love you too much to ever stop kissing you, spoiling you, making love to you.” He pecks my cheek and inhales deeply. He moves to the side, his lips brushing against my earlobe while his hands roam my body. “And I deeply enjoy tasting the hidden spots of this delicious body.”

His hand cups my pussy, making me squeal in surprise.

“I’m heading for a dessert now,” he announces solemnly, kissing my lips. But before he can live up to his promise, a knock on the door disturbs our tiny bubble.

“Hey, lovebirds!” Penny’s excited voice reaches my ears, and I laugh at Caspian’s expression. At this moment, I don’t think he’s ever been so mad at Penny before. “We’re all waiting for you two!”

“Just a minute!” I shout, pushing Caspian off of me. He sighs exasperatedly and pouts, lifting himself lazily from the bed.

“That girl won’t stop annoying me in a million years,” he grunts as his gaze follows me everywhere I go.

I take out a black bikini, meeting his heated look in the mirror. The moment our eyes meet, he jumps from the bed, and in a millisecond, he’s behind me. His strong arms wrap around my middle, and he kisses my neck.

“They’re waiting for us,” I remind him, touching his cheek. “I’ll make it up to you later,” I promise, turning around in his arms. “Now I want to go swimming and enjoy the time with our friends.”

“As you wish, my love.”

We quickly dress in our swimsuits and head down to the lower deck. Girls are already lounging on the deck, and when I join them, they give me knowing smiles. I only shrug, taking a cocktail decorated with a tiny yellow umbrella and lemon from the bar.

We talk and laugh, plan for upcoming days, and soak up the sun. I drink a second and then a third delicious cocktail.

After I finish off my fourth, I decide it’s probably a good idea to shock my system back to normal. I look over at the crystal aquamarine water surrounding us. It’s the perfect place to cool off. Serena and Genesis stay on the deck soaking up the sun, but Penny joins me.

The water has an amazing effect on my hot skin. Goosebumps rise all over me at first, but as I swim a few strokes away from the boat I can feel myself warming up. I relax on the surface, watching the clear blue sky above my head. Penny does the same, and we allow the waves to float us around.

Nothing gets better than this. In Italian paradise, surrounded by the people I love most and… and… What the hell is that sound?

I open my eyes and swivel in the water to place the roaring noise coming from near the boat. Penny swims towards me and uses her hand to shield her eyes from the sun.

“What is that?” She asks when suddenly she points her hand to the left and we catch a glimpse of Darius and Constantine on jet skis, ready to make some waves.

Laughing, Penny and I make our way back to the deck of the yacht. In a few graceful strokes, we are back lounging with Genesis and Serena. One of the many perks of being lycan is our natural speed and athleticism. Plus, we all look hot as hell.

“Do you want to try it?” Caspian asks when I lift myself onto the boat.

“Later.” I smile at him. “I need fluids.”

I’m heading to the bar to take another cocktail when I see him jump into the water. Darius and Constantine are on the other side, and he swims leisurely along the yacht. I watch him before he disappears behind the curve of the boat and impatiently wait for him to appear again.

I sit at the edge of the boat, kicking the water with my feet.

The girls start planning a shopping trip, which isn’t my thing necessarily, but I’m excited anyway to explore the local towns more. I can buy new clothes that never leave the closet to provoke the hell out of Caspian. I smile at the childish idea to annoy my mate and sip my cocktail with new enthusiasm. I can’t wait to carry out my plan.

“They’re really enjoying it,” Penny says as she points at Darius and Constantine, who are currently making fools of themselves on the jet skis. They turn sharply in an effort to splash each other with water.

I chuckle at their antics. It’s so nice to see them have fun. Normally, they’re so serious and only thinking about the best military maneuvers or most tactically efficient weapons. Something like that probably, I honestly have no idea.

As I’m lost in thought, Caspian emerges from the water. He pushes himself up easily onto the yacht. My eyes trace the water as it drops down his chiseled chest and flat abdomen. His biceps glisten under the sun, and his golden hair literally shines. He looks like Adonis, the god who stepped down from his pedestal to honor us with his presence.

I can’t help but get excited again. The masculinity and dominance emitting from him sends my hormones into a frenzy. I want to lick the water drops from his tanned skin, feel the firmness of his toned muscles on my tongue, and check the softness of his hair. His lips are tempting me to kiss them, and oh, goddess, his tight butt is another level of sexiness.

Aaaaw, Quincy! Look away! Look away, or you’ll jump on him in front of your friends!

I blink rapidly and force my eyes to set on the horizon when a bell chimes loudly across the boat. I flinch, noticing my pack mates have the same startled reaction, and their heads swivel toward the sound.

What is going on!?