Chapter Three Kade #4
The tree shakes with each thrust. Her nails dig into my shoulders.
Breaking skin. Marking me back. Good. Yes.
Mark me. Claim me. We’re both monsters. Both predators.
Both hungry. My hand tightens on her throat.
Her pulse racing beneath my palm. Alive.
So alive. Mine. I bite her neck. Her collarbone.
Anywhere I can reach. Marking. Claiming.
Consuming. She gasps my name. Broken. Desperate.
The sound drives me wild. I slam into her.
Harder. Deeper. Chasing something. Release.
Oblivion. Her. The predator has taken over completely.
No more man. No more control. Just hunger.
Just need. Just her. Mine. I pull out. Sudden.
Complete. She whimpers. The sound. Loss. Need. Empty.
I drop. Knees hitting dirt. My hands grip her thighs.
Spread them wider. Then I bite. Inner thigh.
Soft skin. Hard. Harder. My teeth sink in.
Not breaking. But close. So close. She cries out.
Sharp. Pained. Perfect. The mark blooms. Deep.
Red. Mine. Another claim. Another brand.
I release. Admire. The indent of my teeth.
Proof. Then my fingers. Two of them. Shove deep into her pussy.
No warning. No gentleness. She’s soaked.
Dripping. Hot. I thrust them. In. Out. Curling.
Feeling her clench around them. Her hips buck.
Seeking. Chasing. I pull them out. Glistening.
Coated. Then I move them. Lower. To her ass. She tenses. Just slightly. “Kade."
Breathless. My name. Not a question. Not a no.
Just. My name. Permission. The predator understands.
She’s giving me everything. All of her. No limits.
No boundaries. Mine. I lean forward. My mouth finds her clit.
Suck it between my lips. Hard. She gasps.
Her hands fly to my head. Gripping. My tongue slides.
Back and forth. Relentless. Tasting her.
Devouring her. While she’s distracted. Lost in my mouth.
I press one finger. Slowly. Against her ass.
She tenses again. Then relaxes. Lets me in.
I push. Gentle. Just the tip. Then deeper.
Slow. Careful. This is different. This is trust. She moans.
Low. Guttural. Her hips start moving. Riding my face.
Grinding against my mouth. My finger moves.
In. Out. Matching her rhythm. She grabs my head harder.
Controls the pace. Faster. Desperate. Chasing something.
I let her. Let her use me. Let her take what she needs.
Her thighs shake. Trembling. Close. So close.
Then I pull away. Completely. My mouth. My finger. Gone. She whimpers. Protests.
“No—"
“Hands on the tree."
My voice. Command. Not request. The predator giving orders.
She obeys. Immediately. Turns. Palms flat against bark.
I kick her feet. Wider. Wider. Then I bend her.
Forward. Ass out. Exposed. Vulnerable. Offered.
Mine. I line up. One thrust. Brutal. I snap back into her pussy.
Bury myself. Deep. She screams. The sound echoes through the trees.
I don’t wait. Don’t give her time. I fuck her.
Hard. Punishing. Each thrust drives her forward.
Against the tree. Her hands scramble for purchase.
Nails digging into bark. I grip her hips.
Hard enough to bruise. The angle. Deeper.
Hitting a spot that makes her cry out. Again and again.
Her walls clench around me. She’s tight. So fucking tight.
“Kade—" Broken. Desperate. “I’m—"
She doesn’t finish. She shatters. Her whole body convulses.
Clenching. Pulsing. Screaming my name. The sound.
The feeling. Her coming apart. Because of me.
For me. It breaks me. I slam into her. Once.
Twice. Then I’m gone. Lost. Consumed. I cum.
Hard. Brutal. Emptying everything into her.
Marking her. Inside. Where no one else can see. But I’ll know. She’ll know.
I collapse. Forward. My chest against her back. Both of us shaking. Gasping. Spent. Her hands still on the tree. My hands still on her hips. Neither of us can move. Don’t want to move.
The predator is quiet. For the first time in days, the hunger isn’t clawing at my ribs.
It’s gone. In its place is something unfamiliar.
Warm. Dangerous in a different way. Something that feels too much like peace.
I press my forehead between her shoulder blades.
Feel her breathing. Ragged. Matching mine.
She’s covered in marks. Bites. Bruises. Scratches.
Evidence. Proof. Mine. I’m marked too. Her nails.
Her teeth. Her claim on me. Equal. Mutual.
Both monsters. Both predators. Both. Hers. Mine.
I pull out slowly. She whimpers again. Softer this time.
I turn her. Gentle now. The predator retreated.
The man returning. She looks at me. Those eyes.
Satisfied. Fierce. Alive. No fear. No regret.
Just Us. I pull her close. She melts into me.
Both of us sliding down. Backs against the tree.
Sitting. Her in my lap. My arms around her.
Her head on my chest. The woods around us.
Dark now. Full night. But I’m not afraid anymore.
The edge. Gone. The hunger. Quiet. Because of her. Always her.
“Thank you." I Whisper into her hair. She doesn’t answer. Just holds me tighter. And for the first time in six days. I feel. Whole.