CHAPTER 8
I refuse to say anything for the rest of the car ride home. This will just be another thing to punish her for later. She seems to know that she’s fucked up. She hasn’t said anything either. She put her feet down after she came down from her orgasm and I still have a raging hard-on from it. The way she closed her eyes, gave me those breathy moans and shook with pleasure makes me want to give her pleasure for the rest of her life, but she also needs to learn her lesson.
We pull into the spot in front of my cabin. This is one of the homes I have in New York. It’s nestled in the Catskill Mountains, and I have a whole ten acres to myself. Perfect for a game of cat and mouse, if I do say so myself. I chose to come here to consummate our marriage because she can’t escape, even if she tried. If she wants to try to leave in the middle of the night, she’ll have to make it through miles of dark woods before she makes it to the road. This cabin only has one bed as well, so she’ll either share a bed with me or sleep on the couch. She doesn’t have a choice, but there’s an illusion of one.
I turn off the car and turn toward her.
“Tell me your safe word again.”
She jumps at the sound of my voice and turns toward me. “Oh, uh, triangle.”
“Okay. Run.”
“Wha—what?”
“I said run. If I find you, you’re mine tonight. I will take what I want. If you can manage to hide from me for, let’s say, fifteen minutes, I will let you decide whether I fuck you tonight or not.”
She continues to stare at me.
“River, run. I’m giving you thirty seconds.”
I don’t need to tell her again. She turns and pushes the car door open with all her might and takes off in a full-blown sprint. I look at the time on my watch to document the time, lean back against the chair, and close my eyes to take some deep breaths. My dick needs to chill out before I go after her. From my car smelling like sex thanks to her wet cunt and the excitement of the chase, it’s going to be hard to convince it. I take deep breaths, inhaling through my mouth and out my nose. I try to clear my mind of any thoughts because no thoughts mean I can’t think of the slight taste of her pussy that I got off her fingers earlier. It means I can’t think of how much I want to find her in the woods and bring her to the ground so I can plunge my cock into her.
“Fuck it,” I say out loud. It’s been thirty seconds. It’s time for me to go get my trophy.
“Oh, little River,” I call out. “I can still smell your pretty pussy.”
I stop walking to listen to everything going on around me. I’m sure she’s scared off most wildlife at this point. It’s a pretty still night, so the leaves don’t move. I have to listen for her breathing, the crinkling of leaves, and breaking twigs littered across the forest floor. A snap comes from the right and I look in that direction quick enough to catch a glimpse of her dodging behind a tree.
“Oh River, I need to give you a lesson in this game. Tell me, baby, are you turned on by the thrill of hiding, or what happens if you’re caught?”
I pop around the tree she’s behind and surprise her with a “boo.” She squeals and runs off again as I laugh into the night. I’ll give her another moment before I catch her and claim my prize.
I whistle as I walk, slowly following my girl on the run. I look down at my watch and notice it’s been ten minutes. Time is almost up. I’ve been keeping my distance to give her the illusion that she has won, but we both know that I’m the only one who will.
“Oh, pretty girl, you can run from me, but you can’t hide.”
And at that moment I take off in a sprint after her. She’s been running for almost fifteen minutes at this point, so I know she’s tired. The sound of her feet thundering through the woods echoes around us. It doesn’t take me long to catch up to her. I wasn’t trying to be quiet, so when I started running, she did too. I grab her hair and pull her into me. She yelps with pain as her hair pulls to stay connected to her scalp. I push her into the closest tree, making her gasp from the impact. Caging her in with my arms, I drop my head to her neck and inhale. I smell the fear and sweat rolling off her in waves.
“Mmmmm,” I growl. “Remember your safe word?”
She nods her head, and I take that as my sign to continue. She hasn’t denied me, and I’m trying not to make her say no tonight. I have to at least semi-ease her into my kinks. I use my hands to trace her curves down to her thighs and stop at the end of her dress.
I push her hair to one side and kiss her neck. I pepper kisses along her neck, and I work the zipper of her dress down. I watch the fabric fall to the ground, and with that one motion, all of the composure I was keeping breaks. I bite her neck, making her cry out, and lavish my tongue over the bloody sight. The taste of copper floods my mouth, and I take a moment to enjoy the way her true human form tastes. There’s something so erotic about tasting another’s life source. Tasting the very thing that circulates through every part of her body. It’s like I’m tasting every piece of her from her head all the way to her toes.
I spin her back around so I can admire her naked body. Her pink nipples are pointing out and her breasts are heavy. They resemble teardrops and I find that ironic given what’s to come.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I kiss down her body until I get to her perky tits and pull a nipple into my mouth. I lap at it and nip at it with my teeth. She arches her back at me to suck harder, and I take the opportunity to grab the other one with my fingers. I pinch and twist the tight bud and pull it away from her body. I take a step back and get on my knees before her. I pick one leg up to put it over my shoulder and put pressure on her stomach so her ass is pushing into the tree. I look at her glistening cunt, just waiting for me. I look up at her and stare into her eyes as I lick from wet hole to throbbing clit. She lets out a guttural moan as her eyes roll back.
“Damn, baby, you taste so fucking good.”
I flick my tongue at her swollen bud as I keep my eyes on her.
“Now that I’ve had a taste, I don’t know if I can ever let you go. You’re my new favorite thing to eat.”
I tease her entrance with two fingers before I slowly sink inside her. I pump in and out as I continue my assault.
“Oh fuck, please don’t stop,” she whines.
I continue to finger fuck her and feel her walls start to flutter. It doesn’t take long before her breath starts to hitch and right before she tumbles over, I stop.
I pull out and suck on my own fingers, not letting any go to waste.
She lets out a harsh breath. “No, no, no, please don’t stop.”
“Are those the same words you said to my brother when he had his cock in you?”
She looks down at me from my position still between her legs.
“Wha—”
“I saw the way you looked at him when you were walking down the aisle, River, and bad girls don’t get to come.”
“Please, Ezra.”
“As much as I love hearing you say my name, I think I’d rather you quiet right now.” I put her leg back down on the ground and lean in to kiss her. I ravish her lips and force my tongue into her mouth. She sucks on it, moans, and my cock is painfully hard. She’s tasting herself on my tongue, and she’s getting turned on by it.
I pull away before I come in my pants like a teenager.
“Get on your knees.”
She follows the command and drops to her knees. She looks so beautiful in the dark woods, naked and exposed for my pleasure. The slight bit of moonlight passing through the treetops is like a spotlight on her skin.
“Take my cock out.”
She reaches up and untucks my shirt before moving to my waistline. She slips her fingertips into the waistband and her cold hands against my heated flesh makes me flinch. She chuckles and moves toward the button of my pants where she pops it open. She unzips my pants and pulls them down, taking my briefs with them. My cock springs free and I fist it. It’s heavy in my own hand, throbbing with the urge to ravish her. I squeeze my shaft and groan at the feeling. I put my hand on the back of her head while she looks up at me.
“Open your mouth and fucking suck it,” I command. I push my hips forward before she sticks her tongue out and licks my swollen head. She opens her mouth slightly and teases me by sucking on just the tip.
I shove my cock in while forcing her head to my pelvis. I keep her there and can feel her throat working to try to swallow all of me. She starts tapping on my thighs, probably trying to get me to give her the oxygen she’s craving at this point, but I leave her there for a moment longer to relish in the feeling. Her throat is so tight around my cock, trying to overcome the invasion that sits there.
“Fuck, the way you feel is indescribable. I’m not gonna last long, River.”
I finally give her what she wants and pull back so she can suck in a breath. She looks up at me with her mascara running down her face and unshed tears still in her eyes. I squat down to get eye level and lick the tears off her face.
“Such a pretty little slut for me, baby. You’re gonna be such a good girl and swallow my cum, aren’t you?”
She whimpers at my words.
“You want to be such a good whore for me, I can tell. Let’s see if you’re a cum slut too.”
I stand up and put my dick back into her mouth and let her control the pace. I grip her hair and bend over to put a hand on the tree to keep myself standing. She’s sucking with more vigor, and my balls draw up before I spill down her throat.
“Don’t waste a single drop,” I say as I keep her deep.
Her nose is brushing my pelvis as I feel her throat swallowing, just like I told her to.
I twitch as she swallows, and I pull away.
“C’mon, baby, let’s go get you cleaned up and something to eat.”
I offer her my hand, which she takes, and I lead her back to the house.