Emerald
I can’t fight him. Iknowthat in the pit of my soul. So I did the only thing I could. I ran like I was running from death, because maybe I was.
I hear him chasing after me, roaring and howling into the night, but I don’t dare look back. I refuse… I just need to keep going, but I’m tired. I run and run and run until something snaps and I just assume it’s him closing in on me, but it’s not. It’s my fucking ankle.
A scream catches in my throat as I hit the ground hard, mud smearing across my face, chest, and thighs, and I claw at the ground.
Fuck! I need to rest! By the Source, I don’t know how long I’ve been running.
My legs feel like they no longer belong to me, all fucking numb, shaky, soaked in blood and dirt.
My lungs burn with each ragged breath, and my heart feels like it might tear itself apart from beating so fast for so long.
And now my fucking ankle?!
Ahhhhh! I pound the dirt, angry at myself.
I crawl as far as my body will take me until I reach a clearing, and I’m stunned by what I see.
A massive tree, one so wide it feels unreal.
It towers high into the sky well above the others, its branches themselves seeming the size of those trunks that stand beside it, worshiping it.
Its bark is wide and gnarled like the arms of a giant, thick with age and wisdom. Its leaves shimmer faintly with golden sap, leaving me afraid to approach it, but its mammoth-sized leaves rustle as if inviting me. As if it’s welcoming me.
I can’t think, so I just crawl to it, collapse against its surprisingly soft bark, chest heaving, yet the moment my skin touches its surface, warmth spreads through me. Soft, like a mother’s arms. Like I’m being cradled in the memory of safety .
Something spills onto my knee and I gasp at the tears spilling from my eyes, and hug it back. The tree seems to lean into me gently, as if it recognizes my pain, my exhaustion. As if it wants to hold me.
Beads of thick, sweet sap weep from the tips of its leaves and drip down slowly toward me.
My mouth is dry, and my throat aches at the sight of it. Nourishment. Relief.
I have a feeling that this is what I need to keep fighting.
Just one taste, and can regain enough strength to keep going, to disappear again, maybe even forever as I did earlier when my power answered and I melted into the earth.
I can let the dirt cloak me, the trees shield me, the wind carry my scent away like whispered secrets.
Old magic lives here. I can feel it humming under my skin.
I want to live forever with this tree… in this forest… safe… alone… numb. I reach a trembling hand toward the nearest drop, but the moment the sap kisses my fingertip…
The wind stops.
The air shifts.
And the ancient tree buzzes with warning.
STAND MY CHILD!
I stand on trembling legs as every instinct in my body screams for me to flee, but it’s too late. I can hear it. Slow, deliberate steps on the moss-covered ground. Not crashing. Not wild. Calculated.
HIM .
I turn just as he steps into the clearing, his eyes burning through the stillness, glowing like twin fires in the shadow, causing the tree to scream in pain.
I cover my ears at the unbearable wailing, but I don’t take my eyes off his massive back that looks like a living nightmare.
Tall, rippling with coiled strands, smeared with mud, blood, and something worse. Certainty .
This is it… he’s done playing with me.
He looks at me, not like a man who had just found what he was chasing, but like a god who had always known where his offering would end up. He steps over to me one heavy footstep at a time and I already feel like I’m choking…
I gasp for breath when one of the floating camera orbs floats by and I know it’s projecting everything to the spectators but I can seem to care… I can only focus n him…
“I was startin’ tu wonder,” he rumbles, voice deep and slow. “If the forest ’ad stolen yu from me .” His eyes drift to the sap on my finger, then back to my face, and his wild grin is nothing short of nefarious.
I step back, but the tree holds me firm. Not in fear, but in warning. My powers brought me here, and now I need to decide… fight, flee, or shit something! I can’t go out like this!.
The beast takes a step closer, engulfing me in his pheromones, causing my heat to burn hotter and sweat to drip profusely from me.
It’s in the air before I even know I’m breathing. Smoke… heat. Spice. It wraps around me, thick and heavy, dragging across my skin like claws, causing my legs to tremble, my breath shudder, and my aching pussy to pulse between my thighs.
My body sways and womb clenches tight and desperate.
Every instinct in me screams to submit. To bare my throat, to show my belly, spread my pussy…
to beg. I clench my fists. I fight to stay standing, but the scent presses harder, sinking into my blood.
Into my bones. I can’t think… only feel.
And all I feel is him. His hunger. His need.
His right to take, and Source help me… I want to be taken.
“Yu know up until t’is hunt I neva ’ad tu use me power… but fer yu…” he pauses and cocks his head. He growls and before my eyes I see his glistening black fur shimmer and turn ginger as his entire body flares with fire, shocking the air out of me, causing my uterus to scream and my pussy to flood.
What the fuck is that?!
“I’ll du wat’s necessary tu take wat’s mine, an’ t’is tree?” he sneers, his voice dropping to a whisper. “It canna save yu.” The tree howls hauntingly behind me at his words, but I place a hand on its trunk. “Come ’ere,” he demands and my head grows fuzzy as cream drips from my center.
What the fuck it that?!
I try to pivot, but my ankle doesn’t let me get far.
The tree shifts its thick branches to cover me, but his weight slams into the trunk like the wrath of the gods itself.
He crashes against it with such force that it sounds like a mountain dropping from the skies.
My breath vanishes as the branches crack engulfed by flames and the oak wails, trying to shield me.
The sound is unbearable, bringing me to my knees, but I do my best to keep the fire from spreading, which makes my body grow limp.
I drain every ounce of power I have left to keep the wailing mother oak from burning as the beast reaches in and pulls me from where I lay crouched.
He flings me to the dirt with force, causing me to land on my back and have the wind knocked out of me.
My chest heaves, my eyes feel wild, and my body burns as I come face to face with him…
There he is. Massive. Covered in ginger fur that ripples like a wild flame. His fangs gleam. His breath comes in steaming waves, hot and feral. And his eyes… by the Source! Those eyes lock onto mine andrefuse to look away .
I can’t move.
He lowers his head andsniffs me deeply.
I whimper, heart pounding. A rumble rolls through his chest, pleased as my body betrays me again.
My heat surges, spreading slick shamefully down my thighs, from my pussy to my asshole.
I whimper in fear… I know I have no more fight in me…
I can feel it… I’m depleted. My body is ravaged by not just fear, but something else… something I hate myself for.
“Kill me!” I choke… “I’d rather die than belong to a monster.”
A laugh rumbles from his chest, dark, hollow, and amused .
“I’m na goin’ tu kill yu, litt’l wild Omega,” he growls so fiercely yet speaks softly, tongue gliding up my body, eliciting a whimper. “I’m goin’ tu break you in, ” he voices with absolute confidence. My breath hitches and hot liquid pools from my center at his heated words.
“No!” I try to move, but he paws the ground and rings of fire bind my hands to the dirt, holding me in place.
He paces around me in circles before stopping at my feet.
I pant, heart racing as he uses his paw to flip me over and somehow the rings of fire keep me bound yet moving to his will.
He forces me to all fours as another larger, fiery rope comes from the ground.
However, this one binds my neck the others come over my upper back, holding me down so that only my ass is in the air.
I pant, struggling to get out of the binding, grateful the fire doesn’t burn, but still I want out. I need to get out. However, the moment his snout brushes slightly against the slick wetness of my pussy, my heart skips a beat and a loud wanton wail escapes me.
“UGGGGGGNNNNNN!”
Brutal growls pierce the night air, leaving me breathless as my body begs for something I’ve never had.
I should scream, but all I feel is the rapid, aching thump of my heart, the ache between my legs, and the heat pulsing deep within me as something wild and overwhelming that I can’t name is begging and salivating for this beast.
Not just fear. Not just need.
Excitement .
Because something deep inside me whispers what I wouldn’t dare say out loud. I wanted to be caught…
My vision blurs, green on the edges, white-hot in the center, as fear comes over me like wildfire, burning all logic. My body is betraying me, every cell screaming for him , for this virile, dominant Alpha.
“Yu’ve been caught, Litt’l Omega. Yu are mine,” he growls. “I look forward tu showin’ yu an’ yer goin’ tu love evera second of it .” He sinks, his canines into the back of my neck, sending an electrifying current through me. I feel as if I’ve been paralyzed.
But it’s when his burning hot long tongue slides over my pussy that I go still and all fight… all fucking fight drains from my body. He growls, slurping me up from the back, hot tongue eating me alive. He licks every crook and crevice with his long and smooth tongue, landing on my clit.