Page 42 of Tortured Beasts


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“Sure buddy, keep telling yourself that,” she gasped, as I grabbed her other hand pinning both to her back.

“Now that I’ve caught you, what should I do?” I whispered, looking down and wanting to sink my teeth in her luscious backside. My mouth watered from her needy scent, my teeth ached to bite something.

She struggled, trying to push back on me or wiggle her arms free. When she pushed her ass against my cock, we both stilled. I swallowed the moan that wanted to surface.

“Is that what you want?” I turned her around and picked her up slamming her against the tree.

She gasped when our centers rubbed up against each other and I couldn’t help myself but thrust into her. She was warm, inviting, she was a damn siren who brought out this need in me. This urgency to sink myself deep in her, to get lost in her luscious body and never do anything else except serve her was disquieting. All that was keeping us apart were her clothes.

I thrust again without even thinking, my wolf urging me to take her right here.

“Zev,” Katarina whimpered.

“You’re playing with fire,” I growled, thrusting into her again.

“Burn with me,” she rolled her hips.

“You asked for it,” I let her down, ripping her buttoned shirt open, exposing her breasts in another piece of fabric that looked a lot like the underwear I had stolen from her. She grabbed onto my cock before I slapped her hand away. She wasn’t running the show I was.

“Take these off.” I snapped her waistband of her painted-on devil pants that showed off her body.

She slapped my hand away. Fine, the hard way. I let my claws on my right hand extend, ripping the waist then trailed down on her leg before doing the other side quickly.

“You can’t just rip my clothes off whenever—”

I pushed her against the tree by her throat, silencing her.

“If you had listened, then I wouldn’t have to rip them off,” I said, slicing the middle of her breast contraption, making her breasts jiggle.

The last time we had sex, I missed out on seeing her body, but tonight I had enough patience to make sure I enjoyed everything.

“You’re such an asshole,” she gritted out.

I used my magic to grow vines, taking both hands and holding them above her head.

“Zev…” Her voice held a warning that I was not going to take.

I smirked at her, letting the vine wrap around her wrist, when her hands came flying down hitting the side of my face. She hit me again before taking off and I chuckled menacingly. I let her get ahead as the need to chase her grew.

Mine.

“You better not let me catch you, hellcat,” I shouted, taking off after her.

She was easy to follow, her arousal coating the air that made me excited and hungry. I was going to devour her when I caught her. Pieces of her clothing were starting to litter the floor and when I caught sight of that perky backside, I didn’t want to play with my food anymore.

I growled, making her look back at me. My heart stuttered at her beauty completely naked. Her hair flew behind her, the violet in her eyes was vibrant, the small glow from the moon made her look like a goddess.

“You’re getting slow old man!” she yelled over her shoulder, laughing.

“You won’t say that in a minute!” I pushed further, looping an arm around her waist, lifting her up off the ground, I turned her around. Getting a glimpse of her flushed face before I lifted her up, throwing her legs over my shoulder until her sweet cunt was in my face.

“Oh my god Zev! What are you doing?” she screeched, holding onto my hair.

“Tasting my prize,” I said, looking for a tree to lean her up against.

“You could always get on your knees,” she panted when I leaned her against a tree.

“Oh hellcat, I don’t kneel for anyone,” I said, running my nose along her slit, smelling her sweetness.

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