by Piper Stone
Oh, God. Oh...
I tripped over a branch, falling hard into the muck and biting underbrush, my arms and legs scratched as thorns bit their way into my skin. Gasping, I struggled to my feet, swinging my head in several directions before taking off once again.
Then I heard his bellow, the cry filtering all around me.
An intense roar.
One of need.
And ownership.
I had to get away. I had to fight him. I had to...
“Clar-ise...” The single word echoed in the tumultuous night, the deep vibrations skimming the surface of my skin.
Stopping short, I slammed my back against a massive tree, trying desperately to catch my breath, praying he wouldn’t find me.
But I knew better.
Suddenly, the earth rumbled under my feet, vibrations thrumming into my legs. He was close. So close. The monster. The madman. The beast.
My mate.
The words didn’t make any sense, my mind reeling as I tried to move forward, taking long strides until I was able to take off running again. My heart hammered into my chest as I jumped over areas of fallen debris, my skin burned from the scratches. All around me the scent of musk, blood, and sex increased, as if this was a killing ground.
Another flash of lightning.
Another rumble of the earth.
Then... he arrived.
My entire body shivered as I felt him all around me. I twisted and turned, trying to figure out where he was coming from.
No. No!
A single flash of light allowed me to catch a glimpse of him, his naked body illuminated by the stark blue hue, his eyes glowing in an unnatural way. My mind screamed that I should be terrified, but my body wanted nothing more than to go to him, surrendering.
He threw out his arm, his hand beckoning to me as he let off another intense roar.
“Come. To. Me.”
Run. Run!
My mind attempted to wrap around what was happening, my world collapsing. I couldn’t do this. I refused to allow this creature to take control. Backing away, no longer able to feel my feet, I threw out my hands.
As if they would protect me.
“No!” I screamed. The will to live was strong, the need to escape fueling what was left of my energy. I bolted into the night, almost immediately tumbling over yet another fallen limb.
“Then you will be punished.” Everything seemed in slow motion as he wrapped his hand around my hair, tangling his fingers in my long wet strands as he jerked me to a standing position.
As he twisted me around to face him, I slammed my fist against his chest even as the exploding desire overwhelmed me.
Everything seemed to change, allowing me to stare deeply into his luminescent eyes, the deep blue mesmerizing, capturing me in an entirely different way. I was suddenly lost to his intense stare, words that didn’t need to be said.
He would take me.
Use me.
I belonged to him.
There was no doubt, my body and mind’s response finally paralleling as he dragged me against the heat of his body.
“You are mine,” he huffed before throwing back his head, a series of guttural growls permeating the forest around us.
There was no time or space any longer, only the burning need continuing to wrap around every rational thought.
I pressed my hands against his chest, my fingertips sizzling from the searing heat. Utterly gorgeous, he was rock-hard solid, his naked body glowing from the shimmering moonlight. He was the perfect specimen, chiseled as if from the very hand of God himself, but this monster wasn’t a divine creation.
He was a fabrication. He simply had to be.
Lion. Beast. Luca...
As he fisted my hair, yanking me onto my toes, he pressed his throbbing cock into my belly. There was no doubt he was taking me, forcing me to surrender to his every desire. He arched my back and lowered his head until our lips were almost touching. Even though I continued to shiver, I felt protected in his hold, a warmth shifting all the way to my toes.
When he crushed his lips over mine, the entire world around us seemed to stop. I clung to him as he thrust his tongue inside, exploring the dark recesses of my mouth, dominating my tongue instantly.
Everything about him was all consuming, the electricity shooting through us sweeping into the darkest crevices of my body. I was on fire, unable to think or breathe, and even as I dug my fingers into his heated skin, nothing felt real.
The kiss became a raw eruption of passion, savage yet amazing, his lips pure molten lava. As the rain continued to fall, soaking both our bodies, steam rose from the very core of him, tickling my senses, more enrapturing than I wanted to admit.
Luca...
Just thinking his name brought another round of shivers, his extreme prowess prodding my heightened level of adrenaline as he rolled his knuckles down my back. Giving a hard yank, he jerked the shredded tee shirt from my body, exposing my prickled skin. As he cupped my buttocks, fingering the thin lace of my panties, his entire body began to shake.
I was shocked at the taste of him as well as the musky scent that filtered into my nostrils. Everything about him was intoxicating, a drug I couldn’t seem to get enough of. The scent of my feminine wiles mixed with a burst of his testosterone, the combination leaving me lightheaded. I wanted to pummel my fists against his chest in an attempt to free myself, but I was paralyzed as he slipped his fingers past the thin elastic of my thong, his long nails digging into my bottom.
I loathed the fact my pussy was wet, my nipples fully aroused. He was a force to be reckoned with, a gargantuan beast who knew no bounds.
And I was his prey.
When he broke the kiss, he issued a series of harsh growls before yanking my head back several additional inches.
“You. Are. Forever. Mine.” His words were whispered, yet I heard them clearly before he licked down the side of my neck, finally biting down on my pulse of life.
The swarm of vibrations skittering through me was unlike anything I’d ever felt before, as if he was ripping me apart. As if he was consuming my very soul. I pressed my palms against him as my body shook involuntarily, my fast pulse echoing in my ears. There was no other sound, zero light. I was in a blackened vacuum, slowly being feasted upon by a beast.
I could feel the sharp points of his teeth digging into me, breaking the skin. My God, the bastard was killing me.
No. No!
I tried to scream but nothing slipped past my twisted lips. When he dragged his tongue across the same area, lapping at my skin several times, my entire body shifted into a wonderful feeling of peace. Whimpering, I closed my eyes, unable to utter anything but soft mews and strangled purrs.
As if I was enjoying this.
As if I wanted more.
Not a chance.
I would find a way to escape, to hide from him no matter what I had to do.
“You will be punished.” His hand still wrapped around my hair, he tugged me toward the largest tree, planting me against the ragged bark. “For I am your master.”
Images of the fantasy I’d had filtered into my mind, butterflies swarming in my stomach. This couldn’t be the same. He couldn’t do the same thing.
“I will take you. Claim you. There is nowhere you can run, no place you can hide from me. I am your master.” As he advanced, I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful structure and powerful muscles, his stunning physique complete with a thick, hard cock. He was so large, taller than any man I’d ever seen, and his scent reeked of testosterone. Every part of me hungered yet feared him. But I would surrender to his every need, his most sadistic desire.
I backed against the tree, shuddering from my vulnerable state as his heated gaze feasted on my naked body. “No. No... I won’t run again. I promise you, sir.”
“Yes... You will, my little pet,” he growled, his intense blue eyes shimmering even in the shadowed light. “And for that you must be punished severely. You will soon learn nev
er to cross me, or you will be disciplined every day.”
I was shocked when he wrapped vines around my wrists, securing me to the tree. Where the hell had they come from? My feet were barely touching the soft earth, my breasts crushed against the rough surface but for some crazy reason, the sensations became even more arousing.
He crowded my space, twisting my hair before placing the long strands over my shoulder then running the tip of a single finger down my spine. Every sound he made was animalistic, every hot breath cascading across my skin creating a pool of moisture between my legs.
I was shocked how much I tingled, his overwhelming presence suffocating. I took shallow breaths in an effort to control my nerves, able to keep from whimpering, showing my extreme fear. This beast wasn’t going to best me. I refused to allow him to use my fear against me.
As he continued his exploration, sliding the rough pads of his fingers past the small of my back, rolling them over my rounded buttocks, I bristled. I knew what he was about to do. I could feel his incredible hunger building to the point of no return.
Within two seconds, my panties were ripped away, leaving me even more vulnerable, open for the taking.
With every low-slung growl, every harsh slather of his breath, I began to realize there was no escape.
“So beautiful,” he whispered as he caressed first one ass cheek then the other, finally using both hands to grasp and squeeze. “You will learn to obey me.”
“Never. Never!” My shout was short-lived as he brought his hand down across my ass cheeks in rapid succession, his oversized palm fitting perfectly against my rounded flesh.
While the pain was minimal, I knew there was more to come. He was only beginning his round of punishment. He gave me several more, the sensations driving another round of electricity into my muscles. The force tossed me against the tree, bark digging into my thighs and tummy, scraping away the tender skin.
“Then your punishment will be that much worse,” he stated with no inflection, continuing the harsh discipline.
I held my breath as he pushed his hand between my legs, toying with my swollen folds. “You have no choice.”
His words were frank. I bit back a series of screams when he swirled the tip of two fingers around my clit, flicking back and forth. He took his time enticing my sensitive tissue, stroking and twisting until I moaned. As he kicked my legs open further, he slid his fingers deep inside my pussy, pumping several times.
“Oh...” My vision blurred; I threw my head back until beads of rain trickled against my face.
“You’re so wet. Just imagine when I take you again, filling you. Fucking you.”
Everything he said was jarring, reminding me that he had taken me before. I hadn’t been dreaming. There was no escape from the ugly realization that everything I was experiencing wasn’t just a nightmare.
Yet his touch felt so good, driving me close to a state of bliss.
When he abruptly stopped, smacking his hand against my bottom several additional times, I fisted my hands and struggled in the bindings. The vines bit into my wrists, tightening even more every time I yanked.
He brought his hand down between my legs, slapping my pussy then plunging his fingers in several times.
I gasped for air as he flexed his long digits open, driving in brutal strokes, my pussy muscles struggling to accept the invasion.
The dichotomy of pain and pleasure pushed me to the very edge of rationality, but when he drifted away, I sensed there was much more coming.
More intense.
More painful.
More controlling.
“You ran from me,” he hissed, the tone of his voice changing, becoming more savage in nature.
“I don’t know you. Of course I ran,” I barked, once again yanking at my bindings. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Claiming what belongs to me.”
There was no question in his voice, no indication that this was just a moment in time. I knew he would never let me go.
“No. I don’t belong to you. Leave me alone.” I knew my brazen request would only add fuel to the fire.
And I was right.
When he pulled away, taking long strides into the forest, I wound my hands around the vine, tugging. The nasty twisted vegetation couldn’t be that strong. There had to be a tear in them somewhere. I could hear his heavy footsteps, the crack of something as if he was yanking a limb directly off a tree. As I struggled, tears formed in my eyes, my heart racing. He was going to kill me. Oh, God. Please. Please!
Every night sound seemed echoing, as if the night crawlers and wild beasts were waiting in the wings, ready to feed off whatever remnants he left behind. I could tell my strength was giving way, the pain in my wrists intensifying. I shifted my head back and forth, shocked that I could see every detail of the surrounding forest.
The trees.
The clumps of underbrush.
Creatures hiding in the shadows.
What the fuck was going on? My mind was playing tricks, fear crumbling every bit of my sanity.
Then he appeared again, his eyes glowing as they had before. As he walked closer, he shifted his gaze toward my arms, a knowing look crossing his face. In his hand was a switch, the long thin reed perfectly smooth. He was going to punish me with it. No. No way.
There were no additional comments, no admonishment for attempting to get away.
There was merely anguish as he moved behind me, slicing the switch across my bottom. Pain exploded into my system, killing my ability to yelp or even make a single sound. But I heard the terrible sound as the reed parted the air as well as the snap of his wrist as he issued strike after strike.
Heat rushed up from my toes, red-hot and sticky as it filtered into my entire system. My body bucked with every hard smack; my breathing stymied as the anguish continued like a cold blast. Stars floated in front of my eyes, blinding fear permeating to my very core.
When his face was suddenly inches from mine, his breath skipping along my skin, only then was I able to whimper.
“When you’re bad, you will be disciplined. If you run, the punishment will be much worse. And if you escape, I will be forced to be very harsh with you.”
“Why are you doing this?” I managed. “Why? Why do I matter do you?”
He inhaled deeply, the question seeming to throw him. “Because you’ve always belonged to me.”
“You are a savage.”
“Yes, I am.”
I had no idea what the hell he meant. If he truly was a Breed, there was no compatibility with humans, at least not for the required mating of his kind. My thoughts drifted to whatever experiments the scientific ward was doing. Had he been given some kind of drug? What the hell was I thinking? I was actually attempting to find some right or wrong, rationalizing the fact I’d lost my mind.
He brought the switch down again and again, striking my upper thighs, my body lurching from the severity of the punishment.
I could no longer think, had no understanding of why this was happening or why the desire for this... monster remained intact. Yet the stinging and anguish uncovered a rush of sensations building ever so slowly until I could swear that I was entering some insane level of rapture.
The scent of him drove me wild. The thought of having his cock inside kept my arms covered in goosebumps, my skin electrified. Even my mouth watered as thoughts of sucking his cock refused to let go.
My entire world had been toppled, turning upside down yet I was crazed with hunger. A laugh bubbled to the surface even as the painful event continued. I’d completely and utterly lost my mind.
When the punishment seemed to be over, I pressed my face against the tree, delighting in the earthiness of the smell. I’d floated away to some other land, the pain no longer blinding.
Everything was pushed to the outer edges of reality as he brushed his hands along my thighs, caressing what he’d just punished. Another round of tingling rushed into my system, his touch more powerful th
an any from before.
As he cupped my buttocks, he used a single finger, sliding the tip down the crack of my ass.
I heard myself moan, the raspy sound one of pleasure not fear.
Everything about him was powerful, my mind a blur of thoughts and emotions. Even as I struggled with my bindings, a fierce hunger pulsated through every cell and muscle. I closed my eyes as he shifted his hand between my legs, flicking it back and forth across my already swollen clit.
“Oh... Yes. Yes...” I heard my bedraggled moan, the sound filtering into the night sky and was struck by the deep resonance, the begging tone. I undulated my hips, doing everything to bring myself to another round of pleasure.
“You are... forever mine,” he stated slowly, as if I already knew that. As if I would never fight him again.
My world shifted into the land of fantasy as he plunged his fingers deep into my core, thrusting past my swollen folds. I was so wet, my juice staining my thighs, barely able to take a scattered breath as he continued fondling me. Finger fucking me.
Stripping me of my inhibitions.
Every action he took ripped my armor, tearing apart what was left of my sanity. As he drove his fingers deep inside, I threw back my head and moaned. How could anything feel this amazing? How could I dare want something so brutal?
But I did.
As he added a third then fourth finger, pulsating in rapid motions, I panted in time to the savage rhythm. He found the perfect spot, sliding his fingers against my vaginal wall and I couldn’t take it any longer. I wanted to come. I needed to release.
He was having none of it. I was his for the taking.
Claiming.
Fucking.
There were no other words, no lamenting of what this meant or why he’d forced himself on me. There was merely an animal ravaging his mate.
I clenched my fists as I felt the tip of his cock pressed to my entrance, moaning as the wind continued to blow. Oh, God. Oh, God. As he shoved his cock inside, slipping past my aching muscles, I sucked in my breath, the white-hot heat searing.
The beast threw his head back in satisfaction, roaring to the world around us as he dug his nails into my skin. His roar became a battle cry as he slipped out then thrust harder, the force slamming me against the tree. I was shocked my body refused to fight back, my muscles yielding, accepting his wide girth as the tip of his cock sliced into my womb. I could still hear the beckoning cries of the creatures surrounding us, their calls as if warning others. Nothing seemed real. There was no night and day, no sense of time.