Page 95 of Unravelling The Beast

She shouldn't have worn that sexy fucking perfume tonight. I can smell her. She’s close.

I continue to glance around a few more trunks until I finally spot her in the distance, kneeling down behind a tree with her back to me.

She's entirely unaware that I'm there, and I start thinking about how fucking easy she's made this for me and how she could have at least hidden in a bush or something, but then again, she's against someone like me; it wouldn't have mattered what she did; I'd have found her anyhow.

I take a slow stride forward, approaching her from behind, and as soon as I am close enough, I pounce, jumping in her line of sight.

"Boo!"

She jumps to her feet with a high, pitched scream escaping her that echoes throughout the entire woods. I watch as she speeds away and a wide smile creeps across my face. I shake my head before going after her and she's fast when she's terrified, but I'm much fucking faster.

Closing the gap behind her, we wizz through trees and she slips on the mud as she attempts to look behind her to see how close I am before gathering herself and attempting to run again.

I pick up speed and when I think she’s close enough, I lunge before tackling her to the ground and we both crash and tumble over soaking wet mud with a thud.

She groans a short distance away and I lift my head to see her rolling around on her front on the damp floor. I breathe heavily as I get to my feet and stagger toward her. When I am beside her, I reach down and wrap my arm around her middle from behind.

As soon as I lift her to her feet, she screams again, still in fight mode, fighting me, but I simply spin her and slam her hard against a tree trunk with my body.

When she looks up at me, I observe her beautiful big eyes filled with terror; her complexion is now drained of any color, and it’s pale from the fear.

I can feel her small body trembling against me while we stare at each other in utter silence. I become lost in the beauty of the rain drizzling down on her flawless face. Her long, dark hair is so drenched, it almost appears she has just exited the shower and it's always such a sight when she's wet.

Both of us pant heavily from the adrenaline we had just felt until she carefully raises her trembling hands and slips my soaked balaclava halfway up my face, exposing only my lips.

She gives me a quick glance in the eyes before pouncing and thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth. I attempt to dominate her mouth, but she kisses me so forcefully that I can feel her hunger and desire seeping from her and traveling straight through me, making me feel something.

She glides her small palms down my chest before I press my body firmer against hers, trapping her between me and the huge tree.

I take her face into my hands, tilting her head back, and destroy her sexy mouth with everything I've got because I can't get enough of her. I forcefully drag her raincoat down her shoulders until it falls at our feet, then grab the bust of her blouse and rip it down the center, buttons falling to the wet ground under us.

As I begin to turn feral, I wrap my palms around the backs of her thighs and raise her against the tree before pressing my hands beneath her damp bra and grabbing her breasts, roughly squeezing them.

I break away from the kiss that has me breathless and place my brow against hers.

"I'm gonna ruin your beautiful wet body so hard, right here in the pouring fucking rain."

I rip away the rest of her clothes like a frantic animal, and she lets me strip her entirely down to her tiny black lace panties.

We lock our gazes on one another, both of our eyes heavy with hunger and filthy desire.

I take a step back before barking out an order.

"Hold out your fucking wrists to me."

Her big breasts heave with every breath she takes and she obeys me like my good girl. I take the rope from my shoulder and wrap one end tightly around both of her tiny wrists.

When I am done securing her, I glance up, seeing a strong tree branch above us, and when my eyes return to her, I tug on the rope, moving backward, and she follows my lead until she is exactly where I want her to be.

I throw the rope over the branch, and when it wraps around it, I catch it and pull it down, causing her arms to extend and stretch upward until she's up on her tiptoes.

She stares up at the rope that is restricting her, and when her wide eyes return to mine, I tightly loop the rope around the huge trunk to secure it, so she can't escape me.

Now entirely at my mercy, I close the gap between us and look down at her, keeping steady eye contact. I slip my hand into my pants pocket to retrieve my knife before flicking the blade out, and she doesn't even flinch like she used to.

I calmly crouch down in front of her before slipping the knife beneath the stings of her tiny panties and swiftly slicing through both of them. As I gradually stand upright, I snatch the fabric that is covering her pretty pussy, and I yank it off her before tossing it to the soggy ground.

I slowly drag the tip of my blade down the centre of her, my ravenous eyes wandering over her dripping and naked body. I become mesmerized as raindrops gently descend her smooth, tight skin, and her nipples are so fucking stiff they could scratch a car.

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