Page 33 of Come Out & Prey

Can I?

My fingertips graze the waistband of his boxers as he continues fumbling around my lingerie, clearly having trouble with hooks and snaps. The groan he lets out encourages me, and I bite my lower lip as I slowly work them down over his hips to his thighs. Instead of a coarse patch of hair, I’m greeted with completely smooth skin, and yet again, I have to struggle not to laugh. I don’t know if he had laser or if he does enough yoga to allow him to pretzel himself into shaving this close, but Todd Vandersnoot is as naked as a newborn below the waist.

Forget Hera, I’m going to need Aphrodite to get through this.

Movies and TV didnotadequately prepare me for the tension, insecurity, and absolute shock I’m going through as I discover parts of my boyfriend’s body I’ve never seen before.

I finally let my gaze travel past his stomach to the shallow ‘v’ of his pelvis, and my mouth opens in a perfect ‘o.’

This is not what I expected at all.

“Yeah, babe. This is getting you all worked up, right?”

I’d been ignoring his lack of skill while I explored his body, but his fingers are fumbling around my lady parts like they’ve lost the map. I can’t tell him if he’s closer to putting a finger in my ass than he is to pinching my clit, and I also have no words for the sight in front of me. Reaching out, I clasp my hand around the base of his very short, thin cock, winging yetanotherprayer to the gods and goddesses that he’s a…

What do they call it? A grower, not a shower?

Hell, I don’t know. I zoned out for a third of the porn-fest the Heathers had in my room that fateful day, and I’m sincerely regretting it. Todd isn’t doing anything to set my pussy on fire, and his equipment is so unimpressive compared to what I’ve seen lately that I wonder if I’ll even feel it when he sticks it in. If he can figure out where to stick it in, because currently he’s rubbing my taint like he’s trying to erase a stubborn test bubble.

DD, you can do this.You’re both inexperienced, and it won’t be like this every time. Once you learn one another’s bodies, you’ll click, and you’ll mate, and it will be perfect again. Don’t hold Todd to unreasonable body standards; that’s not your style.

If I keep saying it, maybe it’ll be true.

“I want you,” I lie, brushing my fingers over him lightly. That does the trick because he shudders and gives me a little push to show that I should lie on the ground. I bite my tongue as the thought of my ass on the ground is even less pleasant than most of my discoveries this evening.

When I hesitate, he rolls his eyes, and I swear he mutters something under his breath as he jogs off to grab his discarded suit jacket. I’m not going to lie—even hard, his tiny dick looks like one of those bobbing pool buoys as he runs. I’m not surethere’s anythinglesssexy than every move he’s made so far, but I’m not eager to find out.

Throwing the coat on the ground, he gives me another grin, though this time, there’s a tinge of victory in his eyes that feels out of place. I drop to the ground, laying on my back, and he immediately sinks down to cover me. My thighs spread, and he settles between them—I think. It looks like that’s what he’s doing, at least. Todd glances up, his hand reaching over me to the flap of his jacket to pull a foil packet out.

“Gotta be safe, right? I don’t want any whiny little brats keeping us from partying like rock stars when we own this place,” he crows, wiggling his hips as he rolls the condom on.

I could tell him that Lucille made me get a birth control implant when I was twelve because I was ‘so chubby and homely’ that I’d probably let anyone stick it to me so I’d be more popular. I cried all the way to the doctor’s office, in the office, during the procedure, and for days afterward. It’s bad enough knowing you have no control over your life, but combining it with callous insults designed to cause insecurity makes it so much worse.

“Um… yes,” I murmur. “We can’t have that.” I don’t knowwhyI just decided not to let him hop on bareback. It’s not like I’m saving that experience for anyone, but it feels wrong and I’m tired of doing things that feel wrong simply because I’m supposed to.

A grunt and thrust later, Todd is inside of me, pumping his hips like he’s trying to drive me into the ground. I hold on to his shoulders tightly as my body rebels against the dry prodding, and I wait for him to find the spot that will take my virginity and force my animal to emerge. It takes some creative maneuvering, but I finally tilt my hips just so, and the barrier rips. With a cryof pain, I clutch at him as he continues rutting for a few more moments, sweat dripping off his face onto mine.

The internet wasn’t kidding when it said two virgins having sex is more like playing putt-putt than porn.

“Am I hurting you, baby?” he asks, his voice trying to achieve a growl but failing.

“N-no,” I say, biting my lower lip and closing my eyes to keep the humor in them from offending him. I think I’ve had exams that were more invasive than his dick, but I sure as fuck can’t tell him that. “Just like that, babe. Oh, I’m close.”

Lies—all lies.I’m no closer than I was in the ballroom full of puke, but I need this to be over. I need my animal to emerge, and our mating to be solidified. Then I can figure out how I’m going to teach him what to do with a woman’s body, even if I have to draw a damn diagram in crayon.

He breathes heavily at my words, and his hips jerk, his pained shudder letting me know something is finally happening. I let out a few breathy moans to ensure he believes I’ve climaxed, and he finally pulls out. His eyes find mine and he flashes a proud smirk as he rolls off and onto the grass beside me.

“And now, babe, we wait.”

I look up into the moonlit sky and wing another prayer to Aphrodite, hoping that I emerge a bad ass pred who can finally take care of herself.

Bad Blood

Suddenly,a flash of pain wracks my body and my back arches off of the ground.

It feels like my entire skeleton is being both stretched and compacted at the same time. Panting, I stare up at the starry sky, my fingers digging into the dirt below as if I can hold on. Todd is saying something, but I can’t actually make out the words because the agony in my frame is so intense that my ears are ringing. My eyes close and I wail as fire flows through my veins. The sensation of breaking bones and something spreading on my skin makes me cry out again, but there’s no relief to be found.

Then, almost as soon as it started, it all stops and my body stills. I open my eyes, waiting for my vision to clear and sharpen as most predators do. But it doesn’t—I can see on either side, but there's a blind spot in front of me. I move my head back and forth, trying to figure out how this works, when a loud exclamation nearly deafens me. The clanging in my skull is only rivaled by the intense thumping of my heart as it beats faster than I have ever felt before in my life. My back left leg twitches,thumping the ground as I glance around wildly. The shouting is coming from Todd, who I can see now that I’ve re-positioned my head.

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