I slam into her before she can finish the sentence. Her scream echoes through the forest as I bury myself to the hilt, the piercing dragging against her inner walls in ways that make her whole body shake.
“Missed what?” I grunt, holding still while her pussy adjusts to my size. “Missed my cock splitting you open? Missed being owned?”
“All of it.” Her head falls back against the oak, exposing the column of her throat. “I missed all of it.”
I pull back and slam forward again, setting a rhythm that’s more punishment than pleasure. The oak bark scrapes her shoulders with each thrust, but she only moans louder.
“That’s right, take it all.” My hips snap forward with increasing violence. “Take every inch of what you’ve been missing.”
Her leg hooks around my waist, urging me deeper, and I can feel her internal muscles starting to flutter. She’s close already, wound tight from the chase and the rough claiming.
“You’re going to come on my cock,” I tell her, reaching between us to find her clit. “Going to soak me while I breed you against this tree like an animal.”
The pressure of my thumb makes her cry out, her back arching away from the rough bark. Her pussy clenches around me in waves, and I know she’s right on the edge.
“Come for me, beautiful. Show me how much you missed belonging to me.”
The scream that tears from her mouth sends birds exploding from the nearby trees. Her orgasm rips through her with such force that she nearly unbalances me, only my grip and the tree keeping us upright as she shudders around my driving cock.
“That’s it,” I snarl. “That’s my good girl, coming apart on my cock out in the open where anyone could witness it.”
The thought of being discovered, of someone witnessing her complete surrender—despite there being no one around for miles—makes her clench even tighter around me.
“You like that,” I observe. “Like the idea of being watched while I claim you.”
Her moan is answer enough.
I shift the angle, hitting that spot inside her that makes her back arch. She’s building toward another peak already, her body greedy for the release it’s been denied for months.
“Going to fill this pussy with my cum,” I tell her, feeling my own climax building at the base of my spine. “Going to breed you right here until it takes.”
“Yes,” she gasps, nails raking down my back. “Fill me up, please?—”
“Please what?”
“Please breed me.” The words come out broken, desperate. “I need—I need you to put your baby in me.”
The hunger in her voice pushes me over the edge. I bury myself as deep as humanly possible and explode inside her, flooding her with months of pent-up need. Rope after rope of cum fills her as I grind against her cervix, making sure she feels every pulse.
“Mine,” I growl through gritted teeth. “Mine, mine, mine.”
When I finally stop, we’re both gasping for oxygen. She’s limp against the tree, held up only by my grip and the legs still wrapped around my waist.
I pull out slowly, watching my cum leak from her well-fucked pussy. The sight makes me want to take her again immediately, to keep her full of me until her body has no choice but to accept my seed.
“When you run from me again,” I murmur against her ear, still breathing hard, “and you will run, this is what’s waiting at the end. Me catching you. Me claiming you. Me putting another load inside you until you’re carrying my child.”
She shudders at the promise, and I see her pussy clench around nothing.
“Every time you run, I’ll catch you,” I continue, nipping at her earlobe. “Every time I catch you, I’ll breed you.”
I step back, tucking myself away and watching her struggle to stay upright without my support. Her legs are shaking, cum dripping down her inner thighs.
“We’re going back now.” I gather her torn clothing, leaving her naked in the forest clearing. “And tonight, you sleep in my bed where you belong.”
She doesn’t argue. Just follows me through the trees on unsteady legs, naked with my cum leaking from her pussy with each step.
By the time we reach the compound, the sun is setting behind the Wisconsin hills, painting everything gold and orange.