Page 24 of Run, Rabbit, Run

“I know, sweet one,” He whispered, kissing the top of her head, “But you’re safe. It doesn’t feel like it, but I promise I will protect and adore you for the rest of your life. You will never know another day of fear, sadness, or struggle. As long as you are in my arms, you have nothing to fear in this world. Let yourself accept that, Bunny.”

The vibrations in his chest were comforting in the same way as a purr. Bunny was entirely spent, limply holding onto his arms as she caught her breath. Demetrius produced a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping gently at her tears and then pinching her nose.

“Blow.”

She did so, briefly disgusted at the concept. He tossed it to the ground.

“What are you going to do to me?” Bunny whispered, lower lip still trembling even as her body began to still. His comforting scent surrounded her.

“I think I’d prefer to keep you guessing. You’ll see soon enough.”

She didn’t respond.

“Hold on a minute,” He said, gently releasing her, going slow to ensure her stability. There was a backpack on the ground that she hadn’t realized he had been wearing, likely because it had blended in with the rest of his attire. She assumed he had slipped it off before crouching down next to her.

He took out a blanket, spreading it across the forest floor, and directed her to lay on her stomach. Bunny obliged.

Demetrius emptied the contents of the bag onto the blanket. She felt his large hand take the base of the plug still lodged in her ass and then whimpered as he pulled it from her. It had been inside of her for too long, making the removal more painful than it should have been.

From there, she heard him unzip his pants and then felt coolness on her ass. He was coating her rear entrance in lube, a finger slipping in, and then two. Bunny mewled, tensing and releasing as he began to twist and thrust, readying her so that she could take his cock.

After working her thoroughly, Demetrius positioned himself and leaned his head down so that his mouth was level with her ear. “Relax and take it for me like a good girl.”

His whisper sent electricity surging through her body and into her groin. She groaned, pressing her face into the blanket.

With that, she felt the head of his manhood press against her rear entrance and then slowly inside of her. Bunny let loose an inhuman sound, somewhere between a throaty moan and gargle.

Demetrius was slow and gentle, pushing further inside of her with every measured thrust. The friction built, pleasure slowly following as he found the spot inside of her that made her vision blur. Bunny’s hips began to wave back and forth, encouraging him deeper. She let go of the fear, let loose the heavy burden weighing on her since long before her kidnapping.

At this moment, she only allowed herself to feel the intense fullness bringing her otherworldly pleasure.

“That’s my girl, Bunny. God, you feel incredible,” Demetrius panted, quaking as he paced himself. Bunny whined and began pushing backward into his driving hips. They found a perfect rhythm, grinding against each other.

Heat was building from a crackle to a bonfire in her belly. Bunny’s sides heaved as the desire to climax spiraled into an immediate need.

But she did her best to hold herself back, refusing to ask this psychotic man for his permission to ascend that peak. That humiliation was a step too far for this moment, while he was already degrading her so thoroughly.

And then his hands were searching under her stomach, reaching downward. Bunny gasped as his fingers found her clit and began circling the throbbing bud. Her moans became desperate, the dual stimulation pulling her closer to the edge. His fingers worked her clit mercilessly.

She felt so blissfully full, his cock stretching her to what she assumed had to be her limit. And the friction, the spot he was hitting; the desire for climax would not stop building.

It roared in her, a primal call she couldn’t ignore. Bunny gasped out, “Please, can I… Can I… come?” The last word was spat out as quickly as she could manage.

“Yes, Bunny,” Demetrius moaned, “Come for me, baby.”

Bunny felt the mounting peaks come closer together, pussy contracting with each pulse of pleasure. Within seconds, she was tumbling over the edge into a prismatic world of color and light. She squeezed her eyes shut, mouth open.

Demetrius let loose a thunderous groan at the same time, hips jerking erratically as his own orgasm took him.

They both collapsed, his body pressing her into the blanket in a way that was not unpleasant. In fact, the weight was almost comforting She didn’t know how long they lay there before Demetrius broke the silence.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, my love,” He said, pulling himself out of her and kneeling between her legs.

Demetrius proceeded to use baby wipes everywhere that lube left her covered in a sticky, slick film. He was slow and thorough and, surprisingly, she didn’t feel filthy from his touch.

The trip back was quiet. Bunny was too tired to speak after the chase and her orgasm. Demetrius seemed at peace in the silence, the occasional birdsong breaking it.

She stumbled her way into the car once they were back. To her surprise, he allowed her into the backseat, sitting down and pulling her head into his lap. She didn’t fight him, and soon she fell fast asleep.

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