Page 16 of Eternal Sacrifice
I must have taken too long.
A hard body pressed against my back, forcing me into the rough bark and pushing my desperate breath from my lungs once more.
“You smell so fucking good.”
A voice growled into my ear, and I didn’t know if it was the crash of adrenaline or his imposing presence, but my body took on a low tremble. I could feel a hard bulge pressing into the small of my back as he pushed into me, suggesting he wanted to take more from me than just my life. That was enough to force my body, despite the pain, back into action.
“No.” I struggled to escape from him and the tree that had turned from savior to accomplice. I barely gained enough room to draw in a deep breath before fingers weaved into my hair, pulling sharply.
Pain blossomed in my head, feeling like an army of bees stinging.
“You’re not going anywhere, pet.”
He wrenched my head to the side. His hot tongue swiped up my neck as hot tears spilled over my lower lashes. The hard bulge of his cock pressed into my back once more, and a sob broke free of my lips while my eyes squeezed shut.
“Like a trembling little rabbit,” he said reverently. Something brushed against my arm, and I shuttered again.
I didn’t want to think about the warmth that radiated from his touch. Settling into my skin and pooling between my thighs. Instead, I fought weakly. I couldn’t escape his hold.
A sharp pain blossomed in my neck, forcing my eyes open. Pale moonlight failed to fully illuminate the space, but I saw stark white hair with shadowed roots as the man behind me bit my neck. His teeth were not blunt like an average human’s should have felt as they pierced my skin. It was as if they were explicitly made to tear into flesh. Then I felt as he started to suck, and my blood was pulled from my body and replaced with more heat to pool between my thighs.
I pushed back against him, but this time not in an attempt to flee, but to press against the hard bulge in my back as I briefly wondered just how big his cock must be. My heart pounded, pushing the fire through my veins as my body seemed to heat.
“Oh, you like that. Don’t you, pet?”
I squirmed in protest, fighting an already lost battle against his vice-like grip.
A hand cupped between my thighs, and I immediately stilled, my breath coming in short pants. Waiting to see what he would do next.
“Naughty, naughty, little thing. I can smell how wet you are.”
My head shook as I fought once more. I didn’t know if I was fighting against him or the suggestion that he knew how my traitorous body had failed me.
“Please,” the whimper tumbled from my lips. I was trying to ask him to release me, but my tone suggested I was asking him for something else.
His hand between my thighs slid up and then back down under the waistband of my leggings, plunging into my underwear. A shiver ran through my body as his cold fingers swiped against my hot folds. He pressed his bulge into me once more, as if a punctuation of how much larger it was than the digit making its way toward my entrance.
“No,” I said, twisting to fight against his touch.
“You can try to lie to yourself,” he growled into my ear, forcefully shoving his finger inside me. “But your body doesn’t lie, pet.”
The finger he forced inside vanished as he pulled his hand free, and I tried to ignore the fleeting sensation that wanted it to return. I got the finger back a moment later. This time, it forced its way through my lips, depositing the taste of my arousal on my tongue.
“Tell me you don’t fucking love it,” he growled, hooking his finger in my mouth to prevent me from answering.
He released his bruising grip on my hair. The sweet relief was short-lived before a renewed wave of terror washed over me as the cold bite of the night air hit my exposed ass cheeks as my pants and underwear were shoved down.
“No,” I said, despite the finger in my mouth.
A sharp crack sounded a second later before radiating heat spread from the hard slap of his palm against my ass. His cool skin ran over it a moment later, soothing the stinging skin before his fingers trailed between my legs to find more heat and a renewed wave of arousal that had soaked me the moment I was spanked.
I couldn’t help the groan that sounded deep in my chest as his finger sunk into me, soothing the fire as he slowly pumped in and out.
“You’re just a little fox in heat, aren’t you, pet? Don’t worry, little one. I have exactly what you need. Even if you’re too scared to ask for it.”
I wanted to object as soon as his finger left my mouth, but his hand snaked down to my throat, wrapping around it to catch any protest before I could form the words.
He pulled his finger free from me, only to add in a second, or maybe it had been a third. A thicker bundle of fingers plunged back inside me, vibrating a moan against his palm. I started to feel my arousal leaking onto my thighs and stopped fighting.
