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I smirk when I hear her breathing. She’s behind the tree. Before she can move, I leap around it and encircle her neck with my hand, pinning her in place as her eyes flash and a scream of surprise erupts from her throat. Her shout goes straight to my cock, making me groan as I lean down and swallow it.
She gasps, opening her lips, so I sweep my tongue in and tangle it with hers. I destroy her mouth, forcing her to keep it open. When I pull away, her eyes are closed and her lips are parted on a pant, her chest heaving. She blinks them open, her gaze confused and filled with lust, and I take advantage.
Ripping her away from the tree, I ignore her protests and throw her onto the ground. She lands with a thump, staring at me with shock and fear. I drop to my knees next to her, fist my hand in her shirt, and tear it away, revealing her bra covered tits beneath. Her body jerks from the force, a whimper escaping her throat.
“Maddox,” she starts as I grab her jeans and start to undo them. Her head shakes from side to side “I—”
“Fight if you want, but it won’t stop me from having you. In fact, it will only make me fuck you harder. I want to feel you clawing, screaming, and struggling.” I groan and reach down to rearrange my cock. She freezes and watches me as if she’s gauging my words, and then her gaze heats.
She loves that idea.
When she flips over and starts to crawl, I’m not surprised. Grinning, I grab her leg and wrench her back. She lets out a pathetic scream, kicking at me weakly, so I spank her ass hard. “Fight me like you mean it,” I demand. “Unless you want to be fucked like a whore in the dirt?”
She kicks harder. “Good girl, fight me, show me just how you fought him off,” I demand. She freezes for a moment before she explodes, kicking and screaming. I drag her back and yank down her jeans, but when I get them to her knees, she flips over and breaks free.
She slaps me across the face, hard.
“Again,” I order, and she does. Rory goes to do it again, but I capture her hands and smash them into the earth, grinding her bones until she cries out. Restraining her there, I tug her jeans down farther, keeping them locked around her ankle so she can’t run. She’s still struggling, swearing, and spitting threats at me, and I fucking love it.
Her eyes are wild, her hair even more so.
My cock is throbbing so hard, I feel like I may spill in my jeans as she lets go and completely gives herself over to the fantasy. I release her hands long enough to free my cock, and she claws at my chest as I throw my legs over hers, straddling her waist. Her breasts spill from her bra, so I pull out my knife. Rory freezes as I slide it between her skin and the fabric. “Don’t move or I’ll cut you,” I warn, and with a smirk, I press the flat edge against her skin, harder and harder, until she moans and arches for more. Grinning, I slice her bra into scraps and throw it away, but I keep the knife out and press it against her neck.
“If you move, I’ll kill you, understand?” I warn, voice rumbling. She shakes like I’m actually forcing her, making her, even as a moan slips from her lips. An unsteady breath escapes her when I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth. Trusting her to remain still, I glide the knife down her tan skin and circle her other nipple until her hips lift and she whimpers my name. I bite her nipple in punishment and nick her skin with the blade at the same time. She screams again, the pain filled sound fucking ecstasy to my ears, and I know I can’t wait any longer.
I need her cunt.
Dropping the knife, I sit up, slide off her, and flip her again before pressing her face into the dirt. I rip her panties off, displaying her raw dripping cunt, and I know she fucking loves it. I run three fingers down her pussy as she bucks against them, then thrust them inside of her. Her tight channel clamps around me, even as she jerks forward, trying to escape. I grab her hair with my other hand, keeping her in place as I finger fuck her, stretching her cunt. I want to take her by force but not rip her apart.
She loves it, even as she hates it. Every time she thinks of this night, she’ll get wet and feel embarrassed over how much she liked me taking her little cunt while being unable to stop me.
Twisting my fingers, I force a moan from her lips, and when she starts to push back, I pull them out, leaving her dripping and needy. Her nub is engorged and begging for attention, but I purposely ignore it as I slide my cock down and up her pussy. “You look so fucking pretty beneath me, with blood and mud streaking your skin. I can’t wait to hear your screams as I pound into you, pet.”
She shakes at my words as her fight returns, ripping some of her hair out as she struggles. Laughing, I press her head harder to the ground, nudge my cock at her entrance, and then without warning, I thrust into her. She screams louder, letting it all out, knowing no one can hear.
“Does it hurt?” I groan as pleasure surges through me from the feeling of her tight, wet cunt, watching as she claws desperately at the ground and whimpers in pain.
“Please, please,” she begs. Whether she’s pleading for me to stop or keep going, I’ll never know, because right now, I’m fucking in charge. Her pussy is mine to take however brutally I want to.
“Please?” I laugh. “Not a chance.” I grab her hips and use her. My eyes roll back as I fuck her hard and fast, stroking in and out of her wet cunt. The sound of our bodies slapping together is loud, coupled with her gasps of pain and pleasure. She’s still fighting, but it’s easy to subdue her and take what I want.
Her body.
Her struggle only makes it that much better as she hurls insults, pleas, and screams at me, trying to kick as I ram into her. Again and again, I plunge into her, forcing my huge cock through her tight channel and bottoming out.
But watching her fight has me on the verge of spilling already, and I want this to last. I release her hair and wrap my hand around her neck instead, yanking her up to her knees as I continue to fuck her. She gasps, digging her nails into my hands at her neck as she jolts in my hold, yet I feel her cream dripping down my cock and balls from her enjoyment. Reaching down, I grab the knife and press it against her throat, holding her hip with the other hand as I slam into her until she tumbles into an orgasm.
Her screams ring out, scaring the birds as she jerks and clenches around me. I don’t stop, I speed up, fucking through her fluttering pussy. I force my cock deeper and deeper, not giving her a moment of respite as I begin to build her back up again. The next time she comes, it will be with my cum dripping from her.
She presses closer to the blade, so I trail it down her torso, and as I hammer into her sloppy pussy, I press it against her clit, rubbing it with the cool edge.
“Maddox!” she yells, pressing into my thrusts and giving up her fight as I drag her to another orgasm. My own rips through me, taking me by surprise. The force wrenches a roar from my throat as I grind into her, filling her with my cum. She whimpers as her head falls forward and her body becomes limp as she squeezes my cock like a vise, riding out her own release.
We’re both panting and shaking with aftershocks as I lift the blade and lick it clean before setting it on the ground. Pulling out of her cunt with a wet squelch, I let her drop forward. Rory breathes heavily as she flops onto her back, staring up at me with the satisfied face of a woman who has been thoroughly fucked. Smirking, I put my softening cock away before I chase her and take her again.
“Leave your clothes, the animals will shred them and get rid of any evidence,” I order as I get to my feet.
She stares up at me, her eyes wide and scared. Sighing, I lean down and scoop her into my arms, ignoring the pounding of my heart when her soft curves press against my body as I pull her closer. I turn and start to head back to the car, looking down as I do. She leans her head against my chest so trustingly, I almost stumble at the warmth blooming in my chest.
Unable to help myself, I lean down and kiss her head, and she sighs and snuggles closer, even as she shivers from the cold. “That was amazing, Maddox,” she murmurs. Unable to speak, to voice the confusion and emotions on my tongue, I focus on walking. When we reach the car, I open the door and place her in the passenger seat, covering her with my jacket before buckling her seat belt. She sighs, snuggling in with her eyes closed, and I just stare at her for a moment. She has mud across her cheek and blood on her face, yet I’ve never seen anything so perfect.
I allow myself some weakness and kiss her lips, tasting her satisfaction. “Sleep, I’ve got you. No one will hurt you again,” I vow, and then pull back, shutting the door softly. I grab my shirt and check the area before climbing into the Jeep and heading back to the city.
This woman, who has a viselike grip around the black organ in my chest, sleeps peacefully in the passenger seat as her beast drives her home.
