Chapter 12 - Jenny
I don’t have to think about holding on anymore.
My legs instinctually hug his waist and my fingers knot into the thick fur around his shoulders as he lopes easily through the dense woods.
Fragments of asphalt still keep a rough trail, but trees have taken root in many of the crevices.
All of this is nearly unrecognizable as a highway after only twenty-something years. How much longer before every trace of humanity is gone forever?
Will it ever rebuild?
Not as long as these creatures exist.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I burrow into the back of his neck, hoping for just a moment that I can forget about everything.
The rhythmic motion of his muscular hips gyrate against mine, heating me with his raw, animalistic power.
It makes it hard to ignore the growing need dripping from my bare body.
I keep getting flashes of memories from decades ago.
My monster was like this.
Strong.
Aggressive.
Possessive.
I’ve barely blinked my eyes open when I’m ripped from his back and pinned beneath his massive torso.
“You can’t smell like that—” His broad nostrils smear down my belly. “—and expect me not to fuck you.”
His claws lock my wrists against the dirt and with a growl vibrating from his chest, his knee shoves between mine, spreading my thighs.
“Look at me being gentle,” he grunts, pushing himself up.
The red tip of his engorged cock bounces against his furry belly, then he rolls his hips and impales me with it.
Stretching me.
He rams my cervix with bruising force, then pulls back to thrust again.
“It hurts,” I manage to croak out. “Slow down.”
Surprisingly, he pauses and lowers his massive head.
Curling his lip, he exposes a long canine and nips at my neck with a sharp pinch. “You can handle worse.”
“Make me like it, and I’ll beg for more.”
Hot breath coils against my throat before he nearly withdraws.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I brace for another plunge.
But his rough tongue curls up the sensitive skin of my throat as he eases himself into me.
Then he does it again, falling into an intense, yet steady, rhythm that transforms the pain into a growing bubble of pleasure that spreads through my limbs.
My back arches, tilting my hips to give me even more friction from his veiny shaft against my clit.
Every nerve ending heightens as his tempo increases.
When palm cups my thigh, spreading me wider, it’s all I need to send me sailing to the tipping point of a shuddering release.
A growl grows deep in his chest and his knot swells, locking him within the walls of my spasming body.
The sudden fullness only amplifies the magnitude of the waves crashing through me.
“That’s it, little elixir,” he grunts through another short thrust. “Squeeze me dry.” His head dips to bury his mouth against my shoulder as his hips jerk, spurting his scalding seed against my womb.
With a cool rush of air, he inhales, then licks my neck slowly. “You burn me out of you so fast, I need to fuck you every hour.” His cock twitches, sending another shiver through us both.
“Not a chance.” Raising my chin defiantly, I try to avoid meeting his snarled gaze. “I’d rather risk being eaten alive by a pack.”
His roar vibrates through me as he pushes up, his claws circling my throat until I’m hanging in the air from his arm, still thoroughly fastened to his bulging shaft.
“What more do you want from me?” he snarls, saliva dripping from his bared teeth. “I went slow.”
He could rip me apart with a flick of his wrist.
“Not doing this—” I choke, gesturing to my dangling feet as I struggle to breathe. “—would be a great start.”
His engorged member softens enough that I slip off, leaving me to swing solely by my throat in his grasp while his hot cum drips down my thighs.
Peeling his hand open, he lets me fall to the ground unceremoniously.
But then his hulking frame is back over me, pinning me against the earth. “You’re mine. Get used to it.”
“What I’m used to is everyone using my body for whatever the hell they want,” I snap back. “You’re no different than the rest of the monsters I escaped from.”
His nostrils flare and great heaves of air rush between us as he glares at me.
I’m long past the stage of giving a shit anymore.
“Go ahead, rip my head off. Because if you don’t, I’m going to make sure I fucking kill you.” My own teeth grit, despite being battered and naked beneath him.
With another raging howl, he spins from me, lashing out at the nearest sapling with his claws, slicing the trunk in two.
It’s only after he paces away that I let out a shaky breath.
The dump of adrenaline leaves me exhausted, slumping me to the soft earth to look up to the blue sky beyond the trees.
My son is alive out there, and I can die knowing he found someone that makes him happy.
I cling to that thought. At the rate this is going, I’m not likely to survive this trip.
This beast is starving me. And every wound he inflicts drains me further.
Unless I eat something substantial soon, I won’t last.
Maybe that’s a better option at this point?
Heavy steps have me tilting my head to the approaching furry mass of the creature.
Does he even have a name?
I don’t care.
If I try to escape, it would only take him moments to track me down.
My only option is to end him. Except with him, there’s at least some ability to reason.
The next pack that finds me might not.
I’m so screwed.
“Your body is…addictive.” The low rumble of his voice vibrates through the ground. “I like it better when you come.”
“I know this might be hard to wrap your doggie brain around, but that happens a lot easier when I actually enjoy it.” Rolling my eyes, I close them to the afternoon sun.
The light disappears as he leans over me.
Great. Again?
“Why are the marks still on your neck?” He grips my chin with the rough pads of his fingers and turns my face.
I squint up to him. “Because I haven’t eaten anything since this morning. And you can’t seem to figure out how to not cause some sort of injury.”
His nose curls, but his eyes soften. “I will fix that.” Turning away from me, he gestures to his back. “Climb on, I’ll find you food.”
“Well, shit, that’s the first nice thing you’ve done for me.” I wish I had a knife, I’d sink it between his shoulders.
“Whatever it is you’re thinking,” he growls, adjusting my legs around his hips before he starts running. “Just remember, all it takes is one morsel of your delicate flesh, and I’m nearly invincible.”
I let out a sigh and settle against him. “I really have crappy taste in men.”