Page 93 of The Blue Rose
“You can run from me, little vixen, but no matter where you hide, Iwillfind you and when I do, you’ll be the one screaming.”
I pick up my pace, my heart pounding in anticipation. This is Aster's property; he knows this place better than I ever will. He grew up here. It isn’t aboutifhe’ll find me, it's a matter ofwhen. Last time we played this little game, I hid behind a tree, and he still snuck up on me. I need to find a place where I can be hidden, even if he looks there.
I stop to catch my breath, peering into the night sky, the clouds starting to roll in. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness now, but all I see are trees and bushes, places he could get me too easily. Slowly I walk around, looking everywhere around me. Then, up ahead, I see a grand oak tree, one I didn't notice before. One with branches thick and low enough I could climb.Perfect.
I sprint to the tree, stopping to look up at the massive trunk.
“I can hear your breaths quickening, my little vixen” Aster taunts.
My heart jumps to my throat.I don’t have much time.I place one foot on the branch and wrap my hands around a taller one, pulling myself up. I struggle for a second, trying to lift myself, but eventually I haul my ass up. My adrenaline high, I don’t even feel when the branches scrape across my skin.
Deciding it isn’t high enough, knowing Aster would still be able to see me, I climb higher and higher, until I’m covered by the night and hidden by the branches. With winter approaching, most of the leaves have changed color and fallen, leaving me more exposed than I would like.
I see him before I hear him.He really is quite stealthy.“Come out, come out, wherever you are, little vixen. Your fox just wants to play.”
I hold my breath, covering my mouth for fear he might hear me, my eyes tracking his every movement.
He stops, looking everywhere but up. “Don’t you want to play with your fox?” he teases.
I smile beneath my hands. I do, but this game of hide and seek is too fun to end already.
“I can feel your eyes on me; where are you hiding?” He starts walking around the tree, then to the one next to it, checking behind the towering trunks. “You know I’m going to find you; the longer you hide, the longer you’ll be punished.”
His promise has me wanting to clench my thighs, but one movement could make my location known. So I ignore it, sucking my lips in to distract from the agony of not relieving some of the ache and desperation. I watch as Aster starts to walk away, proud of myself for staying hidden this long. He thought his threat would make me give myself away, but it didn’t.I’m stronger than he gives me credit for.
When I can no longer see him, positive he walked somewhere else looking for me, I reach down and rub the sensitive bud that has been screaming at me since the moment we ended Bradley’s life.
Something about doing it together made me so horny I could hardly see straight. When I saw his eyes darken, I knew we both wanted the same thing. To fuck, covered in the blood ofourfirst victim.
I know it isn’t the first victim for either of us, but it is the first we shared together.The first of many.He didn’t help me torture him, he left all that for me. Which was awfully gentlemanly of him. I wanted to jump his bones right then and there, but I had a life to end first. The sex, no matter how agonizing it was, had to wait. I wanted to share ending his life. I wanted the intimacy of taking his soul with the same knife he ended all his lambs with. It was a special moment, life changing, and after feeling that… I never want to go back to who I once was.Maybe I can be his partner in crime. We’d have to change who we kill. No more lambs. No more innocent blood; only those who deserve it or those, like Bradley, that get in our way.
I think about the look in Aster's eyes when he watched me play with Bradley, and I start rubbing my clit faster. I let out a moan, without a care in the world. Completely forgetting about our little game. All I can think about is the sensation between my legs. How good it feels to finally release that ache. I stick a finger inside, coating it with my juices, and start to tease that spot just inside. I start rubbing in a circle, eyes closed, breaths coming faster and faster.I’m so close.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
I gasp, freezing entirely and looking down at a hungry fox staring up at me. He starts to climb the tree which makes me panic. I quickly climb to the other side and down.
“You think touching what’s mine, then running, is going to be beneficial?” I jump down, hearing a thud and knowing Aster has followed. “Your punishment is going to be far worse, little vixen, since you sampled dessert before I could even get a taste.”
I steal a glance back, seeing he’s right on my trail. Testing my luck, and seeing how far I can push Aster, I stick the finger I was fucking myself with in my mouth and lick my lips. “Delicious.”
Darkness enters his eyes, making my heart beat so fast spots dance in my vision. I turn back and pick up speed, only to be tackled to the grass seconds later. He flips me to my back, taking that same finger and puts it in his mouth, sucking hard, moaning at the taste and making me wiggle underneath him. He takes my free hand and pins it above my head.
His erection is pressed to my stomach, as his tongue swirls around my finger. My finger pops out of his mouth, his eyes gleaming in the shrouded light. “Are you ready for your punishment?” he growls, coming down to inhale me.
I try to wriggle out from underneath him, but he presses himself further onto me, trapping me in place. “You thought hiding in a tree meant I wouldn’t find you.” He grabs my hair, looking at the blood mixed with the silky strands. “At first I didn’t think you’d go up, that would be a bold choice for my little vixen, but when I heard your softs pants and moans echoing through the woods-” he grips my hair, making me wince. “-I followed that heavenly sound. When I saw your silhouette in the night sky, reaching down and playing with what’smine-.” he places the hand that was in my hair around my throat, tightening with every word, a wicked smirk splitting his face. “-I felt possessive.”
That was not what I was expecting to come out of his mouth; based on the tone of his voice I thought he would say pissed or betrayed. I am glad to hear that was his feeling, because I feel the same for him. I smile back, a daring look in my eyes.
“Oh yeah?” I taunt. “Show me then.”
He smirks, his hand squeezing the life from me.. I thought the action would cause some pain, but all I feel is pleasure from his grip. Controlled. Cherished.
He leans down to whisper in my ear, “You’ll regret asking me that.”
He takes his hand away from my throat and I take a breath I didn’t realize I needed. He sinks down to my waiting pussy, his lips inches away. Breathing. Teasing. I take a deep breath, his tongue slipping between my lips. Stroking and tasting my clit, stars bursting across the night sky.
His tongue always finds the right spot, the right rhythm. He looks so beautiful feasting on me, his sandy blond hair covered in streaks of blood. I push one hand into his hair, pulling him further in.
