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A small fire blooms in front of me. I blow on it to spread it amongst the sticks. We’ll roast hotdogs this evening in the budding spring air. I kiss the cold goodbye in my head, tell her I’ll miss her, before I’m jarred by the RV door swinging open – slamming against the side.
“Hey!” I yell, but Sia is already scrambling out the door and sprinting away from me.
I narrow my eyes, hearing her pant like she’s escaping from a predator – her wolf.
A pool of blood flows to my cock. She’s starting to understand.
What’s better… she’s starting to play along.
A part of me is angry that she runs so frantically into the woods, endangering herself for my pleasure. She’s carrying my child, for fuck’s sake. This woman shouldn’t do anything but sit with her feet up for seven more months.
But I can’t quite help myself.
I dig my fingers into the dirt as I watch her perfect ass jiggle while she skips over branches. She can run for a day and I’d find her before she knows it. My urges won’t let it get that far, though. I need her… now.
A minute goes by. Two. She shrieks like she’s being mauled, and I’m turned on even more. She’s making sure I know that she understands I’m the hunter.
I spring up and leap into the woods. It’s twilight out, turning blacker by the minute, and all the stray branches try to prick me as I sprint full speed. My vision tunnels like it always does during the chase. My grunts come out like I’m some sort of demon, kicking up patches of snow with every hard boot step propelling me forward.
I’m already closing in. A fawn cannot outrun me.
“No!” Alessia screams, looking back to see me rapidly closing the gap. The terror she brings into her voice sends my beating heart into a frenzy. The veins in my arms bulge to the point one branch might spring a fatal leak.
She nearly trips a hundred feet ahead of me, but she catches herself and sprints harder, looking back. I’ll bet she’s actually frantic at this point. I’m six feet of pure muscle, to her five-and-a-half feet of womanly perfection, and I’m closing in fast.
My mouth waters for her. I dodge around a tree so I’m not directly behind her, then push off the bark to round on her from another direction. I throw a branch to confuse her, making her look the other way, before I charge on her blind side.
Twenty feet away.
The worry in her expression makes me feral.
Ten feet.
She starts to turn, but it’s too late.
I’m on her like a wolf cornering prey. My fists slam into the tree behind her, and I loom, watching as she cowers into the fetal position – fear and intrigue in her eyes. Those big, green eyes staring up at me.
I wrap my hand lightly around her throat, claiming my prize.
“Please, no. I’ll do anything.” The rasp in her voice from my light strangle makes me even harder. She reaches for my cock over the pants. “I’ll satisfy a wolf if I have to.” She grabs me and moans through my choking grasp.
I bare my teeth as I lean down. Her eyes are unblinking, fear melting away, leaving only arousal. Going in for a kiss is filled with so much passion we nearly draw blood on one another. Her bow-shaped lips are juicy pillows, and our tongues swirl around as our hands roam.
She pulls her shirt up for me, which is a true sign of our love. It’s a symbol that she let go of her insecurities, her shame. The brand on her side matches my scars. Two broken people finding one another in this fucked up world.
“This is my home,” I growl, grabbing one of her exposed breasts, pinching her nipple. “How dare you trespass?” I grab her neck again, and her mouth falls open, making me fantasize about shoving my hard cock right in.
My lips twitch as I take in her scent, dragging my nose down her collar, down her breast, until I take a mouthful while rubbing her clit over the pants.
“I’m sorry,” she begs. “I didn’t know what to do. It was an accident.”
I rip the rest of her shirt clean off her body, which makes her gasp, then I pull her close by the buckle of her pants, the wet leaves and dirt soaking her knees. Her cheeks blush as I take both her wrists in one of my hands and hold them up against the tree bark.
“You made a terrible mistake, coming out here.” I stand above her, unzipping my pants with one free hand. “This isn’t your jungle.”
“It’s not my jungle,” her voice is seductive as she eyes my cock.
There’s something about the outdoors that brings out the beast in me. As her neck bends to try and get the tip of my head in her mouth, I hold her back. Instead of giving her what she wants – what I want – I drag her up and rip her pants violently off of her with one hand, throwing her shoes in different directions.
