All Chapters of The Hunted Hunter: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Yeah, that just won for the most embarrassing moment of my life. Daniela not only helped me into the bathroom but to undress and walked out with that comment that a vibrator could outperform my dick. Yeah, this was the most embarrassing moment of my short eighteen years. The worst part is I have no clue how old she is, so there is a high probability she’s seen bigger dicks. Yeah, that’s an excellent thought to be left with as I sit on a shower bench, unable to stand on my own, washing a weeks’ worth of filth off. Yes, I just admitted I hadn’t washed since before I killed my mother. Even if you count that gas station where I changed my clothes and scrubbed blood off me with wet paper towels as washing, it’s still been since her death. And now I’m in a proper shower to wash, but I must be extra careful and use lukewarm water to avoid more damage to my burned back. Won’t feel comfortable taking my shirt off in public for a while. I’m going to have a scar for the rest of my life. I have

I was brought to Daniela to protect her. And beyond our first encounter, I haven’t done that. I’ve been out of commission for a week, and while I should rest and continue to recover, I don’t think I can. I hate feeling useless. Especially as I feel like an ass sleeping in her bed when she’s on the sofa. I don’t want my injury to mean I’m treated with kid gloves. I tried resting for a while. I was exhausted from the long walk through the tunnel, and the burns on my back were sore from the car ride here. So, I did end up falling asleep, even if laying on my stomach is not how I prefer to sleep. I was somewhat surprised that it was nearly noon when I woke up because I was hungry. With some effort, I managed to get out of bed. At least I can stand and walk on my own, so that’s a good thing. As hot as the nurse fantasy may sound, and Daniela would look good in a nurse uniform, I don’t want to depend on her. I need to stand, literally and metaphorically, on my own two feet. I tried to qui

Despite the recent popular opinion of me, I am not stupid. I knew very well that this was most likely a trap. Florencia was shouting for help and for the most part behaving like someone who was in danger like any of the other vampire bait I’ve seen and read about. The ruse of having a damsel in distress to lure in victims is so overdone by the vampire community it’s just sad. But there was one significant difference; the real giveaway to her performance was the look in her eyes. There was no terror or mild fear in her eyes as she pretended to be assaulted. She was into it. Which means the vampire, that’s the other issue, but I’ll get to that, groping her is either her mate or a lover. It was not the first time they were getting up close and personal like this. Now to the final point. The three attackers were vampires. It was still early enough, and they were sticking to the shadows but still taking a risk to set an early morning trap. I’m sure if I wasn’t a hunter, I’d have been take

I’ve officially lost my mind. I was born and raised to be a Hunter, to kill the supernatural beings that endanger the lives of humans. I was trained to kill vampires, not fuck them. Yet here I am in an alley, literally balls deep in Daniela. I shouldn’t be doing this. I really shouldn’t be enjoying it this much either. Oh, how the Adio line has fallen. My mother raped a werewolf, my aunt is mates with a werewolf, my sister is mates with a werewolf, and I have a vampire trying to claim me. Sure she said it to save me, but it will change everything about my life and hers. I don’t know if I’d ever be ready for that change. I mean fuck, Dania and I broke up because she wanted marriage right out of school, and I couldn’t make that commitment. And that was just marriage, a human construct. It’s not set in stone. Marriages end faster than some people change socks. A supernatural mating is something completely different. Each species has different views and magic bindings. But one thing rem

I don’t know when I managed to fall asleep. I don’t know how long I’d been asleep, but I woke up because my dick said so. Usually, that would mean I need to use the bathroom. However, as I became fully aware of my surroundings, I realized it wasn’t the need to piss that woke me. It was Dani’s toned ass nestled against my dick that stirred him. How long has she been in bed? Why did she get in bed with me? I could tell it was still night with a glance around the room. Shouldn’t she still be awake? Did she get in bed with me as some ploy to get me to agree to be marked? Or did she do this because she wanted more sex? The latter seems possible as she unconsciously or intentionally rubbed her ass against my crotch. Clenching my jaw, I tightened my hold around her, pressing her cool skin tighter to me. Her skin wasn’t as cold as it should be. She must have been in bed with me for a while to have absorbed so much warmth from me. Absently my hand moved higher, palming her breast and coaxing