Title: Hunted

Author: Malinne

Email: malinne@sbcglobal.net

Status: Complete

Rating: NC-17 graphic sex

Summary: Sam falls prey to a stalker while on a routine off-world mission.

Spoilers: None

Classification: Sam & Jack.

Archive: SJ-NC17, SJD- yes

Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the consent of the author.

Samantha Carter crouched in the underbrush. `Slow your breathing…calm down. He'll hear you.' She recited the instructions over and over to herself . She had to quiet her breathing or she would be discovered.

`What was that?' She heard a rustle in the bushes 50 feet from her position. Sam gripped her P90 tightly. `Was the safety on or off?' She slowly slid her fingers down the stock to check. This had been a simple mission to check mineral deposits. They had felt safe. Here they could relax…play even. Teal'c and Daniel had left them 20 minutes ago to check some outcropping on a distant hill that looked like ancient ruins. Now…she was here, hiding and being hunted. `Where was the Colonel?'

The sound of approaching footsteps made her sink further into the side of the rock. She hoped the bushes were dense enough to completely obscure her from view. The pursuer moved more stealthily now. Slowly…quietly, he crossed the terrain with the practiced skill of a predator, feeling her presence in the area, but not yet able to pinpoint her location. She knew he could sense her—smell her, just as she knew his scent and could feel his approach as her skin tingled with eerie anticipation.

A small puff of dust permeated the branches in front of her face as the one who sought her stepped near. He was close…so close that if she moved—if she reached out her hand, she could touch his leg. He stood unmoving…had he found her? She willed herself not to breath—her heart not to beat. She must be silent and unmoving, like the stone she crouched against. He shuffled his feet slightly; then, took a slow step away from her. Then another step away…

This was her chance to act. His back was toward her. She would have only seconds to act before he sensed her movements...heard her and moved to defend himself. Sam sprang to her feet and vaulted onto the rock, using it to propel her forward—to send her flying through the air toward the back of the one who hunted her.

A split second before she struck him, he sensed the coming assault and began to pivot. But it was too late, and she struck him with the full force of her body, knocking him to the ground. They rolled over and over, each clinging tightly to the other until they came to rest in the long grass beneath a shady tree.

Sam sat up, straddling his waist and pinning his arms above his head. "I win…I win…I got you that time. Yeah…me! So where's that former black-ops training now, Sir?"

"Hey," a grin covered Jack O'Neill's face. "I taught you everything you know. You owe me."

Smiling, she released his hands and sat back, slapping him on the chest. "What do you mean I owe you? I thought the special training was all supposed to be in exchange for my sexual favors?"

"Oh…most definitely. How can I lose? I get a better-trained 21C …and… I get to have mind-blowing sex with her! This is totally win-win, Major!"

"You know Jack…since I beat you today…I think it's only fair that you pay up this time. What do you say?" She scooted back so she was sitting on his bulging crotch and rocked her hips against him. "Are you `up' for it?"

Jack growled and reached for her, pulling her down into his embracing and taking her mouth in a hot and passionate kiss. He thrust his tongue against her lips and they parted, as she eagerly sucked his tongue into her mouth. His hands were pulling her T-shirt from her pants as they sought desperately for contact with bare skin. Succeeding in pulling it free, he slid it up and over her head, breaking the kiss just long enough for the shirt to come off.

While continuing to kiss and explore his hot wet mouth, Sam lifted her body off of his to pull his shirt free. He sat up and pulled the shirt over his head; then dropped his arms behind her back to unfasten her bra. The straps slid down her arms and it was quickly tossed to the side. He grabbed her and rolled her in the grass so she lay beneath him, his body covering hers, one leg between her open thighs.

The feel of his chest hairs rubbing her nipples excited Sam. She moved beneath him to increase the friction and stimulation to her breasts. As she moved, she lifted her leg, rubbing her thigh hard against his growing erection. Sam giggled when she heard him suck in his breath.

"Little witch…no giggling." Came his response as he kissed and sucked a path from the lobe of her ear to the base of her neck. "I'll make you pay for that." He growled into her neck as he slipped across her to lie between her thighs; then he ground his clothing covered erection into her crotch and laughed as a small cry escaped her lips.

Jack slid down her body, kissing a trail to her breasts. He dragged his hot tongue slowly across the each nipple, bearing down forcefully so she felt the full effect of his tongue as he did so. Moving to her right breast, he rolled the nipple between his lips, flicking his tongue over the very tip; then, he sucked the nipple and areola into his mouth.

Sam clutched at his head, holding him tightly to her. The fingers of one hand running through his hair while the other hand moved to caress his muscled shoulders. She rocked her pelvis against his body.

His hands moved lower to the waist of her fatigues to unfasten the button and zipper. Slowly, he edged them down and off her hips, alternately moving the sides down a bit each time, he rocked her from side to side to remove them. His tongue traced a path from her breast directly to her hot wet slit. Sam lifted her hips, offering herself to him. Jack looked up into her face—she was watching him, her eyes filled with desire and anticipation. He grinned and shook his head. "Oh, but we are eager today! Patience."

`Patience' was not a word in Sam's vocabulary at the moment. She lifted her legs and wrapped then around his neck and shoulders, forcing his face into her steaming core. Without hesitation he grabbed her hips and buried his face in her, licking and nipping at the tender flesh, and causing her to squirm. She slid her legs off his shoulders and he paused, looking up at her with an eyebrow lifted.

"What…that's a new move I just learned. Don't know how useful it will be in combat, but it sure works here." An evil grin crossed her face as she pushed her pelvis back up at him. "Back to work now, or I'll have to whip your ass again."

Jack returned to his ministrations. Licking every inch of every fold and finally sliding one…two fingers inside her and beginning a slow rhythmic massage of her vaginal walls. She grew wetter with each caress. As she began to writhe to his touch, he lowered his mouth to her clit, circling it with his tongue and then sucking gently in unison with the thrusts of his fingers. Sam grew very silent…the only sounds uttered were a series of guttural whispers and moans. He could feel tremors beginning in Sam's thighs as her hips began to thrash around in the grass. He slipped an arm across her to hold her firmly in place. The tremors grew into convulsive jerks as she came. He continued to lick, removing the excess juices left by his actions; then, he slid back up her body and smiled at her, lying beneath him with her eyes still closed.

Sam opened her eyes when he traced a finger down the side of her cheek. "God…how can you do that to me? I lose all control." Noticing wetness on his face and lips, she pulled him to her and licked her juices from his face; then took his mouth, sucking his tongue into hers and savoring the taste of her juices mingled with his saliva. As they kissed, she rolled them onto their sides and unfastened his fatigues, sliding them down until his erection sprang free. Pushing him to his back, Sam moved down his body. She reached his bouncing erection and sucked the head into her mouth. He groaned and slapped his hands to the ground, gripping the long grass in which they lay and tearing it off at the roots.

He fought for control of himself. "Jesus, Sam…what you do to me!"

She raised her head and grinned. "I can see it on paperwork for my next promotion: advanced level 4 hand-to-hand combat, black-ops stealth training, and…gives good head!" She laughed, "That should really help me get a promotion."

She started to lower her head to him again, but he reached down and took her by the shoulders. "Enough…if you don't want me to blow right now." He guided her onto all fours and knelt behind her. Reaching forward, he pulled her hips back to him, separating her thighs as he did so. Grasping his rock hard penis, he positioned it at her opening before slowly beginning to push into her still dripping core. She pushed her hips back against him; opening herself and helping him penetrate to her very center.

Sam lowered her head and looked back beneath her body. She could see his balls hanging between his slightly open thighs. She dropped her chest to the ground and reached back between her legs to grasp and massage his sack. She sucked in her breath and whimpered as she moved. This change in position had allowed him much deeper entry.

"You…okay?" came the question from behind and above her.

"Yeah…feels good…really good. Just a surprise at first." She continued to play with his balls as he set a steady pace thrusting into her.

Jack slid his hands over her hips and across her ribs, reaching beneath her to knead her breasts. He rolled the nipples between his fingers and imagined how they looked as he felt them harden to his touch. Moving his hands to her shoulders he spoke, "Sam, sit up for me." She rose up on her knees. "Now spread your legs more and sit back on my lap."

He remained kneeling…sitting on his heels as she moved to sit across his lap—her back still to his front. Jack wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the side of her neck as he continued to rock his pelvis and thrust into her. She moved, meeting every thrust. Jack's hands wandered over the front of her body…touching, teasing and caressing. Sam reached behind to caress his sides and thighs; then wrapped her arms over his and held tight as his thrusting became more erratic.

"God…Jack, I'm getting close." She whispered as she turned her head to the side to meet his lips. They sat open mouthed; their tongues protruding as the tips touched, tangled and tickled…until she pressed closer and she sucked his tongue into his mouth.

As the waves of sensation began to spin out from where they were joined, she released his mouth. Her entire body was bouncing on his with every thrust of his pelvis. Both were mumbling…muttering…moaning… almost undistinguishable words. Jack dropped his arms, wrapping one tightly around her waist to hold her to him and slide the other hand into the juncture of her thighs where they were joined.

She cried out when he touched her clit, "Oh god…oh, Jack…I…Jack…this is…ohmygodohmygod…" the words were replaced by a small shrill cry as she arched and slammed back against his chest. She clamped her muscles down tightly on his throbbing cock, pulling him along with her into total bliss. As his hot cum exploded inside her, Sam was overcome by the intensity of her orgasm. Finally, she relaxed, dropping her head back to rest on his shoulder.

Jack laid his cheek on her head. "We really are good together…ya know it? Sam, I love you so much…you do know that don't you," he said kissing her on the neck. "We joke a lot about sexual favors and promotion, but I'd quit the SGC in minute if I it was the only way to be with you."

"I know, Jack. I love you too. I wouldn't be here if it were just sex… but I'm sure glad sex is included in the training package." She laughed as she elbowed him in the stomach.

"I hate to ruin a good thing, but we better get dressed. Danny and Teal'c will be back soon."

"I know…just a minute more, please." They sat for a few minutes still joined together, Sam wrapped in his arms, before dressing and going to wait for the rest of their team.

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