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Story: Shadow of the Forsaken

My body arched, pressing against those sharp points, needing more. A pleased growl vibrated through him,sending waves through my neck, breasts, and core — setting me on fire.

"Please," I gasped, not quite sure what I was begging for. "Please!"

"Not yet," he said, as a massive hand wrapped around my neck, holding me there. "I will claim you when my cock is deep inside you, and you're so full of my cum there's no doubt who you belong to."

I groaned, swallowing against my sudden desperate need for exactly that.

He dropped his head to my chest, and I jerked with pleasure as teeth grazed my collar bone … then down my breast.

"Yes. Fuck."

I pressed up against him, needing more pressure. But he wouldn't give it to me.

Twisting my body, I pulled to get free, but with one hand on my wrists and the other on my neck, I was at his mercy.

If I could just get on top of him, I could ride him andtakewhat I needed.

"I've caught you," he growled, shifting his legs so his knees were between my thighs, spreading them — opening me to him. "And now," he said, sliding his hand from my neck to the hem of my shirt. "I'll take my prize."

Wetness dripped down my thighs as he tore the fabric off me in a single swift move.

I gasped, skin prickling as he moved to the bindings,tearing them away just as quickly — exposing my skin to the cool night air.

My nipples pebbled, and I writhed against him.

Yes. Take me. Take me!

Those yellow-gold eyes widened, tracing over every inch of revealed skin as if mesmerized.

"Perfect," he hummed, dropping to nip at one breast, then the other. "So fucking perfect."

Heat unfurled in my chest, spreading, taking root in me.

He dragged his teeth over one nipple, sending shards of pain and pleasure spiraling through me.

Some part of me said the pain should bother me, but it just made me gasp. "More."

I tried to break my hands free again, desperate to feel him, to trace those tattoos, to reach down and take that cock in my hands —

Finally — he let me free.

But only so he could drop between my legs and tear my pants off with a sharp yank.

"Tye!" I hissed, cool night air hitting my cunt, my shredded pants fluttering to the ground behind me. "I needsomethingto wear back to the cabin."

But his lips just ticked up at the side. "I like you naked,Mate."

Fuck! A shiver skittered down my spine and I had to swallow against the sudden image of us running through the forest, naked —

"Now, let me taste my reward." He slid down further,lifting my legs to rest atop his shoulders. My pussy — right in front of his face.

I clenched, reaching my hands to cover myself — suddenly feeling exposed and vulnerable before him.

What if he —

Hunger was already darkening his gaze, though, and he inhaled deeply, eyes fluttering closed as if to savor the scent — erasing all hesitation from my mind.

"Witch," he groaned. "You smell too fucking good."

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