Page 7 of Bound to the Beast

“Perfect,” she replies, squeezing my hand. “Lead the way.”

As we make our way through the forest, I can’t help but feel a sense of anticipation building within me. Grace is unlike anyone I’ve ever met, and I can’t wait to see where this journey will take us. For the first time in a long time, I feel a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, I can find a way to reconcile the two sides of myself. And with Grace by my side, anything seems possible.

5

GRACE

"Where are we going?" I ask as Ethan leads us through the woods. His hand is clasped in mine, and I'm very aware of the warmth of his skin against mine.

"You'll see," he says with a mischievous smile. A ripple of excitement flutters through me as we venture deeper into the trees.

The night is filled with the sounds of crickets and the occasional rustle. Our footsteps pad through the grass as I follow Ethan. His steps are light, and every now and then he glances at me with a smile. My eyes wander fleetingly to his back and his broad build. He's all man, and my heart flips at the thought of what he has planned.

On the edge of the woods, he leads me to a little bar. Our first date is a simple dinner of tacos, but we hit it off, laughing and talking late into the night. At the end of the night, we find ourselves walking aimlessly through the woods, not wanting the night to end.

At least, I don’t.

As we continue to walk, the trees become denser and the path narrower. I can feel my heart racing with anticipation, realizing that our walk isn’t quite as directionless as I thought. He’s taking me somewhere, I just don’t know where yet.

I trust Ethan, but I can't help but feel a little nervous about what's to come.

"Almost there," Ethan says, his voice low and husky. I tighten my grip on his hand, feeling a sense of excitement building in my chest.

Finally, we emerge into a clearing, and my breath catches in my throat. There, hidden behind a row of beautiful pines, is a simple but amazing log cabin.

"This is incredible," I breathe, turning to Ethan with wide eyes.

He grins at me, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight. "I'm glad you like it. I built it myself."

He leads me into the house, which is so cozy and perfect it seems too good to be true. It’s definitely a bachelor pad, but somehow, it’s incredible. I wonder how it must feel to live out here with the squirrels and rabbits, with so much peace and quiet.

Ethan is a true hermit, but something about that is just so damn sexy. I never knew this was my type of man until now, but it just feels right.

I turn to tell him how much I love it and find myself face-to-face with the handsome stranger.

In that moment, all rational thought disappears. I'm overcome with an animal attraction that I can't resist. Before I know what I'm doing, I'm kissing him.

His lips are soft and warm, and I can feel the rough stubble of his five o’clock shadow against my skin. He responds with a passion that matches my own, and we lose ourselves in the moment.

The passion is instant, and I can feel myself melting into him.

His tongue slips into my mouth, and I moan softly at the taste of mint and whiskey. He tastes like home, like everything I've ever wanted. His strong hands are on my hips, pulling me closer, and I can feel the heat of his body against mine.

He lets out a moan as I fist his shirt in my hand and pull him closer to me. I slip my tongue into his mouth, and he growls at the intrusion. My heart is racing with excitement as the kiss deepens, and for a moment it’s as if we’ve done this a bunch of times.

Suddenly, we're a tangle of limbs, both of us frantically undressing each other. My shirt flies across the living room, landing in a crumpled heap in the corner. Ethan’s firm hands reach behind me and unclasp my bra, making me gasp at the night air on my bare skin. Ethan's hands are on my breasts, his thumbs teasing my nipples into hard points.

I reach for Ethan's belt buckle, my hands shaking with anticipation. I fumble with the clasp, desperate to free him from his pants. When I finally manage to undo it, I can feel the heat and hardness of his cock pressing against my palm.

He groans in response, his hips bucking forward as he drives himself deeper into my hand. I can feel the weight of him, and it's exhilarating.

He tugs my arm, pulling me after him as we stumble toward the bedroom. Frantically, he picks me up as we walk through the door, obviously in a hurry to get me to the bed.

He lays me down on the mattress, then his body hovers over mine with intent. His hands are quick and sure as they push down my pants, pulling my panties off with them. I can feel the cool air against my skin, and it sends a shiver down my spine.

He leans over to capture my lips in a kiss, his tongue teasing mine as he explores my mouth. His hands roam over my body, skimming the contours of my hips and thighs.

I can feel the slickness of my arousal, and I know that he can too. He slides a hand up my inner thigh, his thumb brushing against my clit as he skims over my folds.

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