Page 32 of A Dove To Break

“We are going to do a little primal CNC scene,” he says.

“Hunt and fuck,” I say, and he chuckles. “Just us?”

“Yes, baby. It will just be us,” he says. “All you have to do is run and try to hide. You can fight, or lie there like a limp noodle. Either way, I am fucking you to tears.”

“There are only a few ways you could bring me to tears,” I laugh. Adrian grins and grabs me by the throat to pull me closer.

“My sweet, pretty dove,” he purrs. “I’m taking your ass, and you’ll beg me to stop. But you know what?”

“What?” I choke out.

“I won’t,” he confirms. “I will strip you, tie you up, and use your tight little body. You’ll beg me to stop and pretend you don’t want it.”

“No safe word?” I squeak.

“You willalwayshave a safe word. If you want me to stop, I will. I don’t give a fuck about the test. You can and should use that word if you are truly done. Okay?” he says seriously. “I will not be nice about this, but I will not hurt you. No matter what I make you think, have faith in knowing that you are safe. You’ll come yourself unconscious, but you will not get hurt. Okay?”

“Okay,” I whisper.

“Run, Alania. It’s time for me to find a dove to break.”

I turn and sprint away, squealing when he swipes at me. He stops, but I continue. As soon as I get to the wood line, I leap over a fallen tree and sprint through the woods. I keep running, but slow down when it is so dark that I can’t see more than a few feet ahead of me.

My head is on a swivel as I walk, but I freeze when I hear twigs snapping. “Shit,” I say, spinning around to look for what made the noise. “For all the horror movies I watch, you’d think I’d know how to escape.”

I turn back around and scream when I see him. Fear stabs through me as I manage to shove him away and sprint. I knew to expect this sooner or later, but I’m still terrified. I come arounda massive tree and panic when arms wrap around me and I’m brought down to the ground. “Wait!” I yell. “Adrian. Please, wait!” I say as I start crying. He straddles my body and pins my arms above my head before stopping to look at me. “He was here. I saw him.”

“Who?” he asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Fredrico,” I sniff.

“Let’s give him a show then, hmm?” Adrian says, gently kissing me. “You are safe, Alania.”

“A show?” I sniff. We stop and look into the woods when we hear a twig snap.

“How are your acting skills, Little Dove?” he asks with a grin.

“Damn good,” I say with a tearful smile.

Adrian pulls back and nearly rips my clothes off before tying my arms behind my back. My forearms are tied together, so my arms are folded. He puts me on my belly but brings me up to my knees so my face is pressed into the dirt.

“Stop,” I scream as I try to pull away.

“Stop moving, whore,” Adrian growls before slamming into my pussy.

“Stop! Please stop!” I scream as he slams into me over and over again. “Please. I don’t want this!”

“I fucking own you,” Adrian growls. “This is my cunt. Scream you fucking whore, fucking scream for me.”

Fuck, fake predator Adrian is a goddamn monster. I love it more than I should. “It hurts! God, please stoooop. Please.”

“Take my cock, bitch. No one can fucking hear you,” he yells, his voice deep and threatening.

Goddamnit, that’s fucking hot…

“No, no, no. Please no. It hurts. Please don’t,” I fake cry, letting my voice break.

“Cry, bitch,” he grunts. My body tightens as I start to come, so he uses it to further the scene. “Are you coming? You filthy fucking whore. You like this.”