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I’ve let her escape too many times. Felt her slip through my fingers like sand sifting too fast through an hourglass. This time, I won’t give her any chance for escape.
Her steps grind to a slog as she hits the field boundary of swampy marsh, but she fights her way through the mud. A gray skyline appears through patches of dark storm clouds, the reflection shimmering off a winding watercourse.
When Halen realizes she’s running straight toward a channel of water, she tries to change direction. She slips and slides across the beach, but claws her way back to her feet, keeping hold of the knife. Her feet slap the hard-packed dirt as she stays close to the shoreline.
Slowing my pace, I don’t follow directly in her path. Instead, I stay in pursuit from behind the spindly trees that line the marshy beach. She appears in flashes from between the trees as I keep my gaze locked on her.
The next break in the tree line is close, and I pump my legs harder to gain ground ahead of her. As the opening appears, I push through and grab her around the waist. She releases a tiny yelp as her feet come off the ground. Arms wrapped around her slight body, I secure her arm down by her thigh, bracketing her wrist to keep the knife held firmly away.
Chest heaving with each breath that tears free, she struggles against my hold.
Her back crushed to my chest, I band my arm tighter and press my mouth to her ear. “You want me to chase you like an animal, then I’ll fuck you like one, too.”
I take her down to the ground.
The lust for the hunt always rivals the kill—but our primal passions are fiercely hungry. Once the beast traps its prey, it must devour its kill.
13
DUAL FLAMES
KALLUM
As her delicate scent infuses my senses, her rioting emotions arouse the bestial craving to unleash every unhinged desire. We are all animalistic when provoked into a powerless state, and Halen doesn’t just threaten my willpower, she obliterates it.
Like a shameless fiend, I revel in the maddening friction of her hot body squirming against mine. Our knees dug into the mud, I push her onto her elbows and seal my hand around her wrist, knocking the knife from her grasp against the marsh floor. I then unravel the tie from my hand and secure it around her mouth, tugging the knot tight against the nape of her neck before I flip her onto her back.
Mud covers her front, and it’s such a beautiful, dirty sight, Halen covered in filth. Her breasts rise enticingly as she drags air into her starved lungs. She tries to talk around the gag, and I latch on to her jaw and place my mouth right up against hers to taste her desperate breaths that slip past.
“You vilified me from day one,” I say harshly over her mouth. “I have half a mind to let you go on believing your lies just because it makes you so goddamn wet.” I shove my hand between her thighs to feel the proof. “Hmm.I can feel how soaked you are through your jeans, Halen.”
The violent flutter of her pulse beats against my fingers as I grip hard to her jaw. She bashes her tiny fists against my shoulders, and with a growl, I push back and straddle her thighs. I grab hold of her shirt hem and tear her top and bra over her head, using the material to bind her wrists together.
One hand fastened to her bound wrists, I pin her arms to the sodden ground and anchor my other to the waistband of her jeans. “I feel it coiling beneath your skin, that sick, needy ache. Your body is begging me to scratch it to the surface.”
As she groans around the tie, I let my gaze track greedily over her body, admiring her perfect pear-shaped tits, the scars from her accident that blend beautifully with the marks I’ve branded on her skin.
“God, you’re so fucking sexy like this,” I say as I hover closer, my shirt falling open above her. “I’m dying to tear into you.”
I lower my mouth to her breast and tease the peaked nipple with my tongue before sucking it hard into my mouth. Her body bows beneath mine, and I palm the curve of her waist to hold her against me, relishing in her reactive shiver.
“You’re going to listen,” I say, my heated gaze drifting up to lock on to hers. “Every time you interrupt, I get to touch you, taste you, and make you as dirty as I want.” I yank the snap of her jeans open in forewarning, savoring the way her belly flinches.
Her eyes narrow on me in seething fury as I tow the tie down her chin, and she immediately says, “I don’t want to hear your delusional excuses.”
A devilish smile slants my mouth. “But you obviously want me to ravish this body.”
Her thighs squeeze together beneath me to give her away.
Pressing her rougher into the muddy ground, I use my knee to part her thighs and grind down heavy against her before I seal my mouth over hers. I kiss her with ruthless need, swallowing her furious cries. My cock throbs at the abrasive feel of her body fighting against mine. I kiss her until she’s breathless, sparking a riot of savage hunger.
As I break away, I slip the black tie away and tenderly caress her neck. Some of her fight has been drained, and I’m absorbed in the tantalizing labor of her breathing, the motion of her body as it rises and falls in time to the gentle lap of water along the beach.
“While I love tasting you, I keep my word.” I collar her throat and slap my hand down on the muddy earth, then smear the mud over her breasts, earning a delicious moan as the cold, gritty dirt slides across her skin.
Her body struggles beneath me as I work my palm over her skin, streaking the mud between her breasts and over her belly, so fucking close to coming undone at the salacious feel of her slippery and dirty under my touch.
“You look so breathtaking covered in filth, sweet little Halen. Keep interrupting. I’d enjoy nothing more than rolling around in the mud with you all night.” I back my claim with a dollop of mud dribbled over her tits as I hike an eyebrow, insistent.
