All Chapters of Hunt Me, Mark Me : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Earis “You sure did take your time, little hunter. I thought I'd have to come get you myself,” Magnus smirked the moment I got into his room. He was still on the bed, slightly covered by the sheets. I said nothing. I just closed the door behind me and dropped the bag of weapons on the ground. The only thought that ran through my mind was the raid. If I go with them and hunters kill the entire residents at Virin then Magnus would suffer a great deal. Even if he deserves it. I still don't know what the loophole was going to be. What if it doesn't work? What if there's no way out of this? Then I'll just end up in his bed soothing his ache all over again.“I can smell the whiskey all over you. It's time to keep your promise, little hunter,” he grinned before rising to his feet. He wore a pair of snug boxers that clung to his hips, the fabric stretched just enough that the curve of his cock was still visible through it.I sighed. “I'm seriously not in the mood for that right now,” I

Earis It had been three days since, and I still couldn't walk without limping like there was a gaping hole between my thighs. I had avoided him the whole time, not just because of the pain, but because I felt ashamed I had completely lost myself to him. Fuck! Each time I remembered how much I enjoyed him inside me and how I begged and screamed his name, my skin prickled with heat. And that was what infuriated me the most. The ache between my legs wasn’t just a reminder of what he did—it was a craving, making me wet, restless, and furious at myself for wanting more. My mind and body betrayed me with every throb, and the fact that I liked it a little too much made me hate myself even more.When Vanya called about the raid I was more than willing to escape. I had parked all my weapons and snuck out of the mansion leaving him a text that I would be back. But there was no other context to the message. Somehow, his giving me space only made it worse. He had never gone a day without want

EarisThe second the bullet pierced her skull everything moved. The other bullets spun straight into the wall at the end of the room. She fell headfirst to the ground bleeding. But I still couldn't move. The sound of wolves howling, and gunshots echoed outside the building but I was the only one still frozen. “Well… now I see what he sees in you,” the Fae's voice echoed in my head, and he was still behind me. “Luka gave me just enough time to get in your head… fight me all you want. You're mine now!” He snarled. I couldn't breathe. He didn't stop touching me. His lips grazed the shell of my ear, his hands still massaging my breasts and pinching my nipples while he moaned in my ears. Disgust rooted in my veins. I wanted to claw at my own skin. “I promised Magnus I'll fuck you in front of him, but that can wait for the second round,” he said before his wet, slimy tongue grazed my neck. “I'll kill you! And I'll make it hurt!” I yelled, struggling to move but I couldn't. My heart

Earis Nuel picked me up a few minutes after I called him. He didn't say a word throughout the drive, no matter how many times I asked about Magnus. The moment we got into the Mansion, I sprinted into his room, heart pounding like a war drum. My eyes widened at the sight of him.The room was a mess, he had turned it upside down, breaking everything he came in contact with. My clothes were scattered across the bed and floor like he had tried to find something to fill my absence. He lay on the bed, his skin was covered with bruises. He looked like he had been beaten to a pulp. His skin sizzled with burn marks, and the stench of burning flesh filled the air. It was like he had died over and over again until there was nothing left of him. My heart sank in my chest. The guilt of being one of his inflictors made the knot in my stomach tighten. I couldn't help but care. My selfishness has caused this. The least I could do was try to make him feel better. “Why didn't you call for me!” I

Magnus More. Her eyes scream the words, even without her lips moving. I could still feel our hot release mixing inside her as I refused to pull out. Her pussy still clenched tightly around my cock. Just like the good girl she was, she had taken charge, and now it was my turn to give her a glimpse of her wildest dream. Three days of patiently waiting so she would crave me more than she could ever imagine worked like a charm. I lifted her off my cock, and her release slipped from her core into the tub. She giggled lightly, her cheeks tinted pink. I had never seen her so… happy. The sight of her made warmth creep into my veins. I carried her out of the tub back into the room, all the while she clung to me tightly, our wet bodies pressed against each other. I laid her down on the bed, not minding the mess I had made earlier. Water dripped from her flushed skin, soaking into the sheets as she sank into the mattress. She looked up at me with that dazed smile, still catching her bre