Hunter's voice sounded pretty harsh when he spoke, and it was very evident that her defiance offended him. "Anything and everything that concerns you is my business, and he's lucky that you didn't make him come. Or I would have chopped his dick off by this time. And, Goddess, get this engraved in your little brain. I'm the only man you're ever allowed to make come, and you'll come, only for me," he solemnly declared.
Hera frowned in confusion.
'What nonsense is he talking about?'
"What? Come where?" She asked. Her words painted with utter confusion. Hunter let out a soft chuckle at her clueless tone. Her innocence always made it even harder for him to resist her. He knew she had no idea he was talking dirty. "I don't know, Love. Anywhere you want. Maybe all over me? Because I surely will come all over you," he said. His voice suddenly made a hundred and eighty-degree turn, from furious barking to sweet velvet music.
