Page 83 of The Boy With The Sharp Teeth
Sanalet out a low keening sound of pain and pleasure as the beast used its grip onher hips to pull her back until her ass rested against its soft hips. Sana felther eyes water at the intrusion of him. Stuffed deep inside of her, its massivelength filled her leaving her barely any room to breathe. The monstrous soundabove her was her only warning as it began to move. In and out, it began toplunge deeper and deeper into her. Sounds of her strangled cries and itsbeastly growls bounced off the walls around them. Sana could vaguely feel itsclawed hands settle on either side of her as it began to pick up rhythm insideof her. With each forward thrust of its strong hips, the beast sent her forwardagainst the bed as the headboard banged against the wall. Soon her cries chorusedin time with the banging noise from the bed.
Thegrip on her hips began to tighten as her cries became chaotic, signaling herclimax. Pressing her deeper into the bed, the beast ground her against thewrinkled covers, and Sana's eyes widened. Hitting her just right, she felt thefabric rub against her pulsing clit back and forth over and over again untilher world broke apart around.
Theroar shook the house around them both as they lost themselves to the tides ofdesire.
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Zach'sheart was pounding against his ribs. He stood in front of the run-downtrapper's cabin, scanning the pock-marked land surrounding the cabin. He knewit was a trap, but he also could hear the thrashing of Sana's heart as thevoices of men argued inside. He wanted to yell to her, but his words were lostto him in this form. His world was reduced to a haze of blues and yellows whileneed and instinct drove him hard.
Herscream rang out in the air, cut off by the gunshot.
Zachfelt himself sink deeper into the beast, farther than he had ever let itbefore. All traces of his fear burned away under the raging heat of his angeras he crashed through the cabin door. But the anger wasn't enough. Laying onthe floor covered in blood from the hole in her chest, Sana's terrified facelay frozen in a mask of death.
Openinghis eyes at the pain in his chest, Zach sat up in bed. Taking deep breaths, heblinked as reality seeped back into him. Dazedly he looked to the empty spotnext to him in bed and scowled. Opening his senses, Zach listened and heardmovement downstairs. Dragging in a deep pull of air, he let it all back outagain with a sigh before flopping back onto the pillows in relief. She wasfine. Still, with his senses wide open, he listened as she puttered around thekitchen. The slide of the wooden drawers grating smoothly against their woodentracks as the silverware jingled inside or the clink of glass and the snap ofplastic as she snapped shut her Keurig coffee maker. She's fine, he toldhimself again, hoping to ease his thrashing pulse. He and the others got herout safely yesterday, everything was…
Histhoughts stuttered to a halting crash as he jackknifed back up in the sittingposition in the bed. The remainder of last night’s memories distorted and hazycame back to him at once. Looking down at his hands, he let out a groan as herecalled his much larger clawed hands holding her soft body to him as he tookher. Running a shaking hand through his hair, Zach felt the cold twist of fearin his gut return as memories of her cries rang in his head. Jumping up fromthe bed, he ignored the wave of nausea as he held his forehead with both handsand paced the length of the bed. Come on, remember! He commanded himselfinwardly as he paced back and forth. The sound of her slapping flesh againsthis, images of her hands fisted into the sheets as he rocked her against thebed, and the feeling of wood splintering against his clawed toes. Praying itwas all a lie, another dream maybe, Zach stopped in front of the bed and forcedhimself to look down.
"Ohfuck," he breathed. For the first time in his life, Zach felt a littlefaint as he stared at the undeniable evidence in the floorboards. Two sets offour gashes left in the wood.
Shit,shit, shit. Backing up, he bumped into the dresser behind him and stopped.Sagging his full weight against the piece of furniture, Zach combed the rest ofhis spotty memories. He remembered prowling the outside of the house thatnight, waiting for the others to leave. He needed to see her, check her forhimself to assure himself she was whole and well. He remembered coming up toher room and the smell of her fear. Closing his eyes with a groan, heremembered his long black claws shredding her gown and turning her over. Shehad yelled something to him, tried to run or fight him, he couldn't remember.But he could remember tasting her, entering her, and—her saying his name, hethought. Straightening from the dresser, he frowned as he tried to force thememories of her sound of pleasure back to the forefront of his mind. Yes, shehad given herself to him. Right? Or was he just imagining these memoriesbecause he was too ashamed to remember the real truth?
Unableto take it anymore, Zach reached for the door and paused. Looking down, heglanced at his semi-hard dick in disgust. Turning, he stepped into the closetand threw on some shorts and a pair of jeans he didn’t bother buttoning. Nearlyleaping down the stairs, Zach held onto the banister as he swung himself aroundin a tight turn towards the kitchen door but paused when he realized she wasn'tin there.
"Sana?"he yelled out though, he heard the slight sound from the downstairs bathroomand adjusted course.
Shesaid nothing.
Worrylanced through his already twisting stomach, and he felt a wave of panic."Sana!" he yelled just outside the door. "Baby, open up. Pleaselet me apologize, I-"
Thedoor cracked open, and Sana poked just her face through the open crack of thedoor. Any other time the sight would have been comical to Zach, but now all itdid was add fuel to his worry.
Shegave him a confused and slightly irritated look. "Zach, you’re supposed tobe sleeping. And what are you apologizing for?"
Nowhe was confused. "L-last night," he struggled to answer. "Ishouldn’t have done that. It was wrong, I know. I'm so sorry, sweetheart, I wasso far gone and…and…ok can you come all the way out of there?" he asked,exasperated with just seeing her face cutely smooshed between the door and theframe.
"No,I'm busy," she said haughtily, catching him off guard."Besides," her face softened a little into that demure little smilethat always made his body tighten and his soul reach for hers. "I'm notmad about last night. I was under the impression we both enjoyed it."
Zachcould distinctly remember the hot pressure at the base of his spine and thetightening of his balls as he lost himself in the bliss she gave him. Yeah, hemore than enjoyed it, but he was having a devil of a time trying to determineif her screams had been that of pleasure or pain.
"Youdid?" he asked, grabbing the doorframe and leaning down closer to herface. "You enjoyed it? I can't remember all the details. Tell me you did.Tell me I didn't hurt you."
Sana'sface softened even deeper, losing the rest of her earlier irritation. Openingthe door just a few more inches, she raised herself up on her toes and kissedhim softly on the lips. "Yes, I did enjoy it. It probably says a lot aboutme that I enjoyed making love to you in that form, but I did enjoy itnevertheless."
Reliefsapped the rest of his energy out of him, leaving him boneless and saggingagainst the doorframe. "Then why are you hiding in here?" he askedwith a weak smile, peeking at her bare legs sticking out from under the cottonbutton-up sleep shirt she wore.
"I'mminding my own business," she answered tartly and started to shut thedoor.
Lazilyhe slapped one hand on the closing door and gave her an even bigger smile as heeasily pushed against her strength and fully opened the door. She was hidingsomething, and he had every intention of finding out what it was.
"Zach!"she protested as she tried to throw her weight behind the door. "I'm usingthe bathroom. I should at least have some privacy as-
Zachopened the door easily the rest of the way and paused at the sight behind her.Lined up on the sink's edge were four blue and white plastic pregnancy tests.
"Haveyou…" his words trailed off in a rush of air. Zach could hardly breathe.
Crossingher arms over her breasts, Sana gave him an impatient scowl that only made hereven cuter. "No, I was trying to before you came barging in. Adam and yourmother came over earlier. They had found the bag in the movie theater andpractically ran over. I thought they were going to make me pee on them in frontof them," she laughed. "They were both tearing up at the thought ofit."
Zachcould hardly blame them, hell, if he weren't using every ounce of hisself-control, he would be too. Pressing his lips together, he nodded and lookedat her.
