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Grinning and giggling like a maniac, I slowly turned around in my spot to carefully survey my surroundings when I came to a stop with the tracks. "Stepaaaaaaan, come out, come out, wherever you are hon. You can't hide and run from me forever!" The calm fury from before came out unhinged now. "How does it feel, huh? To be stalked like some piece of meat?"
I could see where he tried to cover up his tracks, going around in circles and making a mess of the surrounding place. We had all night to play this little game of hide and seek, but my patience with him ran thin.
A grim smirk graced my lips when I caught a glimpse of movement in the tree branches.
To predictable.
It was no surprise he'd take to the high ground, given his affinity for sniping and stalking. Always have the higher ground for a better view and to hide from those on the ground.
With no hesitation or reservations, I aimed and pulled the trigger. Stepan's hissing cuss meant I hit him, along with the sounds of the branches rustling. "Blyat'!" Stepan froze in place when his eyes locked with mine.
Slowly, I stalked up to the tree with a wicked smile, taking my sweet time as I knew I'd won. "Come on down here darling, I just want to talk."
About how I'm going to fuck you up and hand your ass to you.
He didn't need to know that part; he'd only experience it when I'd get my hands on him. He couldn't stay in the damn tree forever, not like I'd let him anyways. When he made no indication of coming down, I raised the gun and shot him in the leg, making it buckle and sending him tumbling down a few branches before he caught himself.
"Don't make me start throwing rocks at you." I growled through gritted teeth. To further push my threat, I bend down and pick up a stone by my feet, tossing it and catching it in my hand repeatedly.
"Malenkaya, let's talk about—blyat'!" The stone chipping at the tree trunk right next to his head tersely cut him off. "I'm sorry, alright? I'm sorry I followed you around like a fucking creep, and I am sorry for violating your personal space and privacy with my actions. I am sorry, but I will never regret or take back any of it. If I hadn't followed you around then I wouldn't have gotten the chance to ensure your safety every night, nor would I have been able to see all your little quirks, habits, and other stupid shit that is valuable information to me."
"That's so sweet and fucked up. Still not going to change the fact that I'm going to fucking kill you." He could and should have gone about it differently.
Yes, it was nice that he paid that much attention to me like no other guy has before. Yes, it was nice that he made an effort to remember all he observed about me. And yes, it was nice knowing he had my back and safety.
Still doesn't change the fact that it's all fucked up like a mauled body.
"Either get down here or I will start chucking stones at you. You don't want to face my wrath if I have to climb up the fucking tree myself and drag your ass down." I seethed lowly.
"Khorosho, khorosho, khorosho, I'm coming down, just don't shoot me." Stepan's wary eyes bounced between my face and the gun, waiting until I lowered it to descend fully to the ground.
The moment his feet touched the ground, I lunged at him, tackling him to the ground onto his front side. Both of us struggled against each other for a moment, him trying to escape me while I wrestled his arms behind him to cuff them. It took more out of me than I expected, but I eventually managed to secure his arms behind him.
Once the cuffs were tightly on him, I stood back up and pushed him onto his back using my foot. Standing above him, I keep my foot firmly planted on his chest to prevent him from squirming away.
Leaning down, I shifted my position so my knee dug into him and got face down close to his. Pressing the gun into his body, I slowly ran it up to his temple, reveling the way his body shivered and erupted in goosebumps while his lips parted with a sighing groan that died out into soft, pleading whimpers.
"Look. At. Me." I demanded harshly, choking him until his breaths became shallow. "You better not pull that kind of shit with me again, you hear me? I will not hesitate to cut your dick off and feed it to you. Am I clear?"
"Yes, tigress." He gasped under me, his body squirming in a slight struggle.
"Now, fucking beg for my forgiveness, and beg for me to let you come." There was no way of denying our arousal from this little chase and hunt. His hardon tented at his pants, painfully from the looks of it; likewise, my panties were soaked to the point my own juices dripped down my thigh.
Ghosting my lips over his, I teased my way down his shuddering body, letting my tongue slide out between my lips to lick the delicious dips of his muscles. His half-naked body was scuffed up good from his little tumble down the tree earlier. The rough bark scratched at his bare chest as he'd only thrown on a pair of pants earlier after our rounds; his shirt was still on my body currently.
Setting the gun down, I used both hands to undo his pants and free his hard member. Teasingly, I dragged my nails down the underside of his shaft, making him bite his bottom lip and drag out a groan. Roughly, I cupped his balls, fondling them while my other hand squeezed at his length with hard and slow strokes.
"Hanna, I'm so sorry, please, I really am. I am so fucking sorry, and I will spend the rest of our lives apologizing, but I need you right now, please. I need your mouth, your tongue, your pussy, anything, please, I just need anything of you, please." He whimpered breathily while bucking his hips at my hands. "Hanna." He continued to beg needily while imploring me with his lust-filled eyes.
Climbing on top of him, I push my panties to the side and sit on his length after laying it flat against his abdomen. Slowly, I rocked my hips, humping him as a means to tease him. I could easily get off like this—it wasn't ideal, but for the sake of torturing him, it'd have to do.
Steadying myself on his chest, I bit back a moan as I dug my nails into his pecs, causing him to suck in a sharp breath. "Hanna, please, I'm sorry, please forgive me, please. Fuck, please forgive me and fuck me, please." I didn't think I could get any wetter until I heard his raw desperation and need.
"No. Not good enough yet." I wasn't letting him off the hook that easily. No, he had to earn it.
Stepan begged desperately for a long while as I teased him endlessly. I threw everything that came to my mind at him: raking my nails down his body, using my teeth to add more marks to his beat-up body, choking him, slapping him, even sitting on his face and making him eat me out for brief periods and pulling away before he could enjoy himself too much.
Of course, it was all to teach him a lesson; I'd already forgiven him with the first sincere apology. "Malenkaya, please, it hurts." His hips shamelessly thrust at me as I hovered my hips over him. "Please, I need you so badly, please, please fuck me and let me fill your sweet cunt, please."
