Page 24 of Stray
Pressing the gun hard into my temple, Stray dragged me off the path into the trees. He shoved me down onto the ground, standing menacingly over me. Adrenaline hit me so hard I struggled to breathe. This was intense. Harboring a fantasy was one thing. Having it come to life was another. Maybe I couldn’t handle this after all.
Stray was dressed all in black. Even in the fading daylight, I was able to make out the bruises on his face. The black eyes from the damage to his nose. I probably shouldn’t have found his injuries so hot. Knowing that he’d sustained them by fighting over me gave me a deep sense of satisfaction.
“Holy shit, Stray. What are you doing? Is that a real gun? Are you crazy?” Leaves crunched beneath me. A random twig poked me in the thigh. I started to get up and Stray shoved me back down.
“No talking. One more word and I gag you.” There was a sinister glint in his eyes I’d never seen before. Like this was an entirely different version of Stray.
He was on top of me before I could choose my next move. Pinning me down with his weight, he kept the barrel of the gun pressed against the side of my head, a finger hovering over the trigger. With his free hand, he began to tear at my clothes.
Stray’s touch was rough as he jerked my sweatpants down, taking my underwear as well. I sucked in a sharp breath. Was this really happening? Should I fight him off? Did I want to?
The man had a gun to my head. He was obviously more unhinged than I’d given him credit for. A sick sense of dreadfilled me. I felt almost ill. And yet, I also felt alive with anticipation.
Stray worked his belt, undoing his pants and pulling out his already hard cock. Heat engulfed me. A throb started between my legs. This was more of a turn on than it should’ve been.
Without a word, Stray held me down beneath him, aggressively shoved my legs apart, and violently thrust inside me. Even though I’d fantasized about such things, I still felt ashamed that I was soaking wet for him. His entry was almost painful. I still enjoyed it.
For just a moment, he held himself deep inside me. His eyes locked on mine. Did he see the fear that he’d instilled in me? Did he like it?
His mouth was suddenly on mine in a savage kiss. Stray licked my bottom lip before biting down hard. I yelped, shoving against his chest, as if that would make him stop. All it did was encourage him.
He moved to my neck, licking and sucking at my sensitive skin before biting down again. I was sure that he would draw blood. His cock was thick and hard inside me, stretching me wide. Once he began to move again, I thought I might truly lose my mind. Hard demanding thrusts that left me reeling.
Despite the way he moved between my legs, the gun against my temple never wavered. Maybe it wasn’t loaded. He was probably trying to scare me. And he was. There was no denying the fear that had my body breaking out in goosebumps. The shaky breaths I struggled to draw. I’d underestimated Stray.
Every stroke of him inside me was vicious and commanding. Stray knew what he wanted from me, and he was taking it. Every instinct I had for self-preservation told me to fight. To get away and run. The part of me that had sought out such an encounter was riding high on the rush.
Needing to test Stray, I pushed against him, trying to shove him off me. “Have you lost your damn mind?”
Stray was far too heavy to budge. Still, my attempt got a reaction. He grabbed me by the throat, choking off my breath.
“I’m fairly certain I said no talking. I really don’t want to repeat myself.” He thrust into me especially hard then. “I’m going to own your pussy. You’re going to love it, and you’re going to come all over my cock. Got it? Remember, strawberry, this is what you wanted.”
I stared up at him with wide eyes as I struggled to breathe. All I could do was nod. He was right. I had wanted this. Even though it left me feeling ashamed of myself, I still did want it. Every rough entry of his cock inside me shot me up with a pleasure high.
I didn’t trust Stray. He had a gun pressed to my head and was about to choke me unconscious. Neither of those things kept me from climbing quickly toward orgasm.
Just before I blacked out, he released my throat, allowing me to suck in a greedy lungful of air. Although I wanted to tell him what a freak he was, I didn’t dare say a word. Instead, I raised my hips, hungrily seeking more of his cock.
There was nothing romantic or sensual about the way he fucked me. Stray was driven by a pure primal need to dominate. I’d never been the submissive type. I was always ready to speak my mind and take action as needed. Somehow, this was different. This was me indulging in my dark side and fucking loving it.
I couldn’t help the little moans and cries that slipped out. Stray didn’t seem to mind those. He began to fuck me harder and faster. Our bodies slapped together, the sound especially loud in the otherwise quiet.
“You love this don’t you, strawberry? Being owned by me. Goddamn your pussy is so wet. I want you to come for me now.Right now.” Stray stared into my eyes with an intensity that intimidated the hell out of me.
His command did something to me. My body automatically reacted. The pleasure mounted, and I came hard harder than I ever had. I think I might have blacked out for a moment. My moans stopped. My lungs froze. I hung there in the balance of sheer bliss. High as hell on him.
“That’s a good girl,” Stray murmured.
He pulled back enough to watch his cock slide in and out of me. It glistened with evidence of my arousal. He teased us both with shallow thrusts before sliding in balls deep. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take.
The tree tops spun above me. With one hand, I clutched a handful of the ground beneath me, trying to steady myself. I was still painfully aware of the gun against my head. What if Stray lost control and accidentally pulled the trigger? He could blow my brains out all over the trees. I assumed it wouldn’t be the first time he’d killed. Maybe that was his plan all along. To kill me when this was all over.
He made a sound low in his throat, almost a growl of sorts. There was a franticness to his thrusts. A desperation. Like he couldn’t get enough of me. I knew that he was going to come moments before he did. The warmth of his cum filled me. So much that I felt it trickle out of me, sliding down my ass. Good thing I was on birth control.
The sound of my own heart pounded loud in my ears. It would be a miracle if I could walk after this. Instinct still told me I needed to run. To get far away from Stray. He was dangerous. Maybe more dangerous than I could handle.
He took his time getting off me. Like he wanted to savor every last second. Tucking his cock back into his pants, he stood up, finally taking the gun away from my head.
