Hunting the Hunter Ch. 01

"I like it cold." He said to Trisha and then headed toward the door. "I've got the keys. Take a shower and when I get back I will get you a change of clothes. I'm going to see if I can find some food and then I will be back." He said and closed the door. She watched him leave and then began taking off her clothes. She glanced at herself in the bathroom mirror and she could see the full body cougar tattoo that she had received at a young age. The tail slid out the back of her leg and wrapped down her calf. The cougar had grown with her. She was only 18 years old. She picked up her clothes and tossed them on the bed closest to the bathroom.

She walked into the bathroom, keeping the door slightly ajar to hear for him and undoes the red mess on top of her head. Her hair falls past her hips as she starts anticipating the feeling of the warm water over her skin. She steps into the shower and cranks it up.

'Oh gods' she thinks, 'This feels soooo good.' The warm water cascades over her body. It hits her square in the chest, and flows copiously down her firm breasts and taut belly. She closes her eyes as it flows against her womanhood, and relaxes as it flows down her long, long legs, into the drain, taking the stresses of the past few hours with it. She leans against the shower wall, just completely in the moment. She doesn't bother with soap or shampoo; that's not what this shower is about. This shower is for her soul. The warmth radiates through her. Gods that feels good.

"You will be put to rest. I promise." She whispers gently. She thought about Xander. She had never been around a beautiful male like him before. He was different then the males she grew up with. She liked his fire and the glow of jade in his eyes.

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As Xander leaves and shuts the door he heads to his car and turns on the GPS system. He sees that there is Hardees nearby. He starts the car and heads to the fast food joint to grab something for him and Trisha. He orders 2 #2's with cokes and heads back to the Motel. When he arrives he sits in the car for a moment taking in what he had done. He realized that he felt nothing for what he had done. More like it had to be done and that was that. He shakes his head and grabs the food, gets out the car and heads for the room.

As he walks in he can hear Trisha in the shower. 'She is one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen,' he thinks to himself. He goes to his duffel bag and opens it. On top is a picture of his deceased family, he runs his fingers across the picture and puts it back in the bag. He reaches in and grabs one of his oversized basketball jerseys he used to wear for practice. He puts it on the bed that the rest of Trisha's clothes are sitting on. He sits on the other bed and begins eating his sandwich.

While eating his mind wanders to the woman in the bathroom. From what he could see and remember of her, she had a great body. When he picked her up he could feel the muscles of someone who ran in the wild every day. He imagined what she must look like in the shower, the water falling gently on her well defined curves and down her flat stomach, down to her pleasure regions. He imagined what it must taste like down there, he wondered if she had ever been with a man. 'I wouldn't mind introducing her to some pleasure,' he thought to himself.

He imagined holding her in his grip and leaning forward to gently kiss her soft lips, letting his tongue explore hers. He would pick her up and have those shapely legs around his waist. He would step into the shower, feeling the water on his back. He would hold her body while they explored each other's mouth. He would release the lip lock and start to softly explore those firm breasts, flicking the nipples with his tongue until they stood at attention, crying out for more. He stood up all of a sudden and left with the ice bucket, 'I have to keep my mind on business,' he said to himself while filling the bucket.

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She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around herself. She steps out of the bathroom and sees the jersey that Xander left for her. She wasn't used to wearing these fake linens. She also sees the bag of food on his bed.

"I hate the outside world sometimes, so confining." She breathed. She takes the towel from her body and wraps it around her head. Her tribal cougar on her back could be seen completely now. She heard the door open, the rustle of ice and metal as Xander gasps. His eyes went wide as he stared at no tanned lined flesh with an amazing tattoo in view. His cheeks burned as his eyes remained wide. He nearly forgot that he was in front of the door that was open to the world behind him.

"Are you going to close the door?" She asks gently not turning to him as she slips her shorts up onto her slender hips. He moves and closes the door behind him. His eyes couldn't help but stare as he put the ice bucket down.

"Nitstsa (Nice)" He breathed, in Russian, towards her. She blushes as she slips the jersey over her head and down. From the sides of the jersey her well defined breasts could be seen as she bends forward and her fingers rub the towel through her red locks. She walks into the bathroom and closes the door as she slips her fingers through her hair to work out the tangles.

"The shower is open if you want to get in." She said as she brushed her teeth with one of the complimentary toothbrushes and tube of toothpaste. Xander walked into the bathroom and couldn't help but notice that Trisha filled out the jersey better than anyone he knew. He was trying hard to keep his mind scooting by her to take a shower but she was making it difficult to concentrate on anything but her. He moved towards the bathroom. His breath had quickened, her scent saturated his senses now that she didn't smell like gunpowder and fire.

Xander took his jacket and put it on his bed and then removed his shoes, pants, and shirt and placed them on the bed as well. All he had left on were a pair of boxers. His well-toned muscles rippled as he walked to the bathroom. He opened the door to the shower and glanced at Trisha gargling the water to wash her mouth of the toothpaste. He could see her eyes in the reflection, and she was looking at his six-pack as he scooted by.

"Mmm..." She blushes. She liked what she saw in the mirror. She was quite curious about him now. Her legs shift when she realizes there is some moisture in her shorts.

He leaned over and turned the water on cold and then shut the curtain. He walked out of the bathroom and reached into his duffel and brought out his Axe body wash and shampoo. He removed his boxers and put them on the bed as well and walked back into the bathroom. While he was about to enter the bathroom, Trisha was exiting. As she was scooting by, her breast touched his chest lightly, and that's all it took. Xander leaned forward and his lips pressed into hers. Her fingers slip up into his hair as her chest presses tightly against his. Her eyes close as her tongue slips and plays with his. A soft purr from her chest comes lightly in the kiss.

Embracing her in a kiss he walked over to the bed, he laid her down and began to devour her. Their lips never parted as their kiss grew more passionate. Once on the bed, Xander took control. He ran his hands up her hot body, feeling every inch of it. Xander noticed Trisha's nipples harden, so he leaned forward and gently kissed them. The harder they got the more he wanted her, so he cupped her tits in his hands. They seemed to melt into his grasp. Squeezing them, he started kissing her body. Beginning at her belly button, he moved down her firm stomach.

Starting at each knee Xander gently kissed Trisha's inner thighs and worked his way to her warmth. The closer he got the more she ached for him, finally when he reached her, she grabbed his head and pulled his mouth into her. As his tongue overtook her swollen heat, he slid his hands off of her full breasts and held her hips tightly. She tasted so sweet Xander almost exploded.

Without being able to wait any longer, Trisha pushed herself up and Xander put his knees on either side of her and let his long cock enter her. The intensity of his entrance made her bite her lips and she moved him to her breasts. When Xander saw her squeeze her nipples he laid down on top of her, turned her face to his and said "I want you."

He breathed and began to wildly kiss her. She ran her hands up his arms, squeezing his strong muscles. His tongue pushed into her mouth with the same desire his cock pierced into her pussy. As they kissed, Trisha squeezed her pussy around him. Feeling her tighten, and how wet and hot she was, Xander began to cum. The thrusts of his cock almost pushed Trisha over the edge; she grabbed his fabulous ass and pulled him deeper into her until she exploded around him. Her pulsing, wet pussy drove him crazy, especially feeling how deep he was in her.

He knew at that moment he needed to be with her each and every day for the rest of his life. When their bodies finally relaxed, Trisha placed her hand on his face, directed his gaze toward her and started kissing his face, she didn't miss a spot. When she got to his lips, Xander kissed her so peacefully and lovingly she melted.

It was later in the day when Trisha woke up a soft smile comes to her lips when she opens her eyes and looks over at him. Their juices and scent were all over the bed from their passion. 'Amazing' her mind exclaimed as her body tingled all over. She lays her head down against his arm and chest. Her tongue slips over his cheek gently as she watches him as he sleeps. She had enjoyed his touch. She loved the sensations he had given her body. She never knew her body could be quite THAT flexible. She wanted more of him.

She slowly gets up out of the bed. As she moves off the bed his eyes open and watches her through slits. She bends over to stretch and looks up to see Xander looking at her. She smiles at him and gently climbs up, straddles Xander, and lightly kisses all over his face as she whispers, "Wake up sleepy head. Wake up," over and over until he opens his eyes all the way.

Xander blinked his tired eyes open and Trisha sat up on his lap. He was greeted with her perfect naked form and her glorious breasts as he awoke.

"Hey, Beautiful," Xander greeted with grogginess in his voice, He smiled as his cock began to stir already.

"Hey, you." Trisha grinned back. "Are you ready for another fun day?" Her lover wrapped his arms around her and sat up, holding her close. Her generous bosom pressed against the top of his chest. Suddenly he pulled back from her and lay down on the bed. His expression went from joyous to deadly serious. It sent a chill down Trisha's spine to see that look in Xander's face.

"I would like nothing more than to spend the day in bed with you like a normal person, but I'm not and neither are you. We have to get to Salisbury before Maxwell leaves and we lose his trail." He said and gently grabbed Trisha around the hips and placed her on the bed. He stood up and stretched his toned naked frame; he looked back to Trisha with a slight smile. "Let's shower and find something to eat."

"You're right," Trisha said with a slight pout in her face and disappointment in her voice. She got out of the bed, grabbed her clothes and complimentary razor and headed to the bathroom. She started the water and got into the shower.

Trisha shampooed and conditioned her long red hair and she cleaned her body of the sex from the night before. She wanted to be soft and smooth for him. She quickly shaved her legs, armpits, and her pussy bare. She finished her shower and wrapped herself in a white bathrobe and her hair in a towel. Trisha opened the bathroom door and smiled at Xander. "It's all yours in there."

"Did you save me some hot water?" He teased her.

"Yes," Trisha replied, rolling her eyes. "I was only in there like fifteen minutes. Not my usual half an hour."

Xander got up from the bed and collected the articles of clothes that were spread around the room. He tossed them in the hamper before meeting her in the bathroom. Trisha looked over at him as she brushed her teeth. She couldn't stop herself from getting wet between her legs at the sight of his 6 pack. Xander chuckled softly as her toothpaste frothed down her chin. He slid into the shower a moment later. Trisha rinsed out her mouth and then washed her face. She squatted down to get the blow dryer from out of the cabinet, and then plugged it in. Xander pulled back the shower curtain, with his hair still full of shampoo. "You're an animal in bed."

She straightened herself back up and looked into his green eyes. She clicked off the dryer so he could hear her clearly. "I find that term endearing, so thank you, Xander. I am an animal in bed and you like me that way." She grinned, nibbling her lip as she awaited his response.

Xander just smiled and then closed the curtain and rinsed his hair. He finished his shower as Trisha dried her hair. Xander toweled off and she parted her red mane for pigtail French braids. Xander went back to the room and fished a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt out of his duffel. He was elated when he found his toothbrush. He went back to the bathroom, where Trisha was still braiding her hair and playfully pushed her over before brushing his teeth. He got out of the bathroom and was starting to put on his shoes when he could hear a sound coming from the adjoining room. His hearing keyed in and he walked to the wall and put his ear to it. He could hear two guys talking.

"Did you hear, they found the bodies of Ben, Reilly and Jason at the tribal grounds yesterday? It looks like an animal got a hold of them and ripped Ben and Jason apart and Reilly's neck was crushed." One of the guys said. Xander shut the door and walked to the wall behind the beds and pressed his ear to the wall.

"Did we miss one? Before we left Jason said that everyone was accounted for. We even found the Bitch that was in the woods. She was out before we left, so who did we miss?" Someone else said in the room. From what Xander could tell through the wall, there were only 2 of them.

"I don't know, all I know is that Maxwell isn't happy. He said to make sure everyone is on alert." The first one said. These guys might have a way to get a hold of Maxwell, or even his exact location, Xander thought to himself.

Trisha was coming out of the bathroom, done braiding her hair when she saw Xander taking his head off of the wall, she looked at him curiously and he put his finger to his lips to silence any questions. He walks over to her and puts his lips next to her ear.

"I think there are hunters next door. I am going to go find out, stay here." He said and turned to the door and left. He looked around and he saw the housekeeping cart. He walked up to the woman pushing it from room to room.

"Excuse me, can I borrow your cart for an hour, I want to pull a joke on some friends of mine that don't know I arrived." He said while flashing the most charming smile he had.

"We're not supposed to." The woman said while looking at him in his eyes. She wasn't bad looking. Late 20's freckles with short blonde hair (obviously dyed). Her cheeks blushed as he stared at her. His natural animal attraction always made any girl he focused on start to think thoughts.

"Please, for me?" He said while leaning closer and letting a little purr come from his chest. The blush on her cheeks grew a little redder. She pulled her keys from the cart and pushed it towards him.

"30 minutes." She said, and turned back to the motel office. When she was 4 steps away she turned back around and looked at him. "I go on break in 2 hours." She said and winked at him.

He smiled and waited for her to enter the office, and then he pushed the cart to the door where he heard the voices and knocked on the door. He made sure that he didn't stand where they could see him clearly through the peep hole of the side window.

"Who is it?" A voice said from inside. Xander recognized it as the first man he heard talking.

"Housekeeping." Xander replied in a light, friendly voice.

"We don't need anything." The man answered.

"Sir, its motel policy that I come in to make the beds and dump all the trash cans." He replied in a persistent, yet respectful voice. "It will only take a few moments sir, and then I will be out of your way."

"Fine, just give me a moment." The man said. Xander could hear things being moved around inside. Probably hiding the weapons so the nosy and persistent housekeeping won't see them, he thought to himself. A moment later he could hear the sound of the top clasp being removed and the door started to open.

When the door fully opened, Xander made his move. He shoved the cart directly at the man and caught him in the stomach. As the cart was moving, so was Xander. He was inside the room and had the door shut before the other man in the room had time to react. But these were hunters, and they were trained to expect the unexpected. They recovered quickly. The one he had shoved the cart into reached back into a drawer of the dresser that he was leaning against and pulled out a 9mm Berretta with a silencer on it. He took aim at Xander and fired. The bullet sailed over Xander as he ducked, barely missing him. Xander struck out with his fist catching the man in the stomach and doubling him over. He looked over at the second man who was coming at him with a knife. He chopped at Xander, missing as Xander backed up a step and then roundhouse kicked the man, but he rolled with the kick. He spun around and came up in a ready stance with the knife.

The first man readjusted his aim and fired again at Xander, missing again as Xander fell to his back and then sprang back to his feet. He changed to his Sabro form on his way up and reached for the gunman's hand. The man pulled the gun back as Xander reached for it causing Xander to over reach and stumble forward into the dresser. The knifeman took the opportunity to lunge at Xander, knife extended, to do damage. Xander saw his reflection in the mirror and jerked to the right, barely avoiding being stabbed. Xander went to punch the man in the face, but he was quick enough to get out of the way. The gunman, deciding to change tactics, swung the gun at Xander. He hit him in the head and Xander was slightly dazed as he stumbled back.

'These are the guys who killed your family;' a voice said in his head, 'they killed your mother, cousins, aunts and uncles. They will kill you and Trisha if you don't stop them. They will keep killing unless you do something.' Flashes of the burning village, his home, the sounds of people screaming inside of burning buildings, children crying as their flesh is burned from their bodies and the helplessness he felt all welled up in his chest. Then the rage washed over him.

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He awoke to find himself holding the bloodied body of the knifeman. He had a cell phone in what was left of his left hand and he was holding it out for Xander.

"Maxwell's number is the only number on the phone that is all I know..." He said and then died in Xander's hands. Xander let his dead body fall to the floor and put the phone in his pocket, as he stood and looked around. There were blood streaks everywhere. The man, who had the gun, was missing a limb and most his face. It looked like he got stuck in a meat grinder. The knifeman was missing his left leg as well. Xander turned to leave and saw himself in the mirror. His clothes were fine, meaning he had changed forms beyond Sabro, but his hands and face were covered in their blood.

He went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet, grabbed a washcloth and soap and began to attempt to get the blood off of his face and hands. He scrubbed for 10 minutes and finally looked at himself in the mirror. He rubbed parts of his face and hands raw but the blood was gone. Xander stood there and watched as his face healed itself from where he had rubbed it raw. After a moment he was back to normal. He looked at the room one more time and then left, as he was shutting the door he put the Do Not Disturb Sign on the door.