Chapter 26
Alina
It was late afternoon, just like that day. I stood in the threshold of our house and looked out at the jungle, my heart beating fast, stomach squirming with nausea and excitement. I was terrified and aroused, and the combination was overwhelming.
Voss stood right behind me, his hand on my waist. He breathed fast, his breath hot, fingers spasming on my dress. I swallowed audibly, and he lowered his head to my ear.
“I’ll give you a head start, but I’ll be right behind you,” he murmured, fingers tightening. “And if you want it to stop, just say “stop”. It will be over, I’ll take you home, and we’ll forget all about it.”
I shook my head. There was no way I’d call it off. Even as my body buzzed with more adrenaline, my shallow breath almost choking me, I knew I’d see it through. Not just so I could be cured.
I was genuinely excited to do it. The thought of Voss catching me had moths rising into a flurry of anxious desire in my belly. Gods, I wanted him to lose control like he did in the bathroom that day. Or maybe even more.
I could suffer through fear for this. So I clenched my jaw, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the house.
“Okay.” I looked at him over my shoulder, forcing down nausea. “Catch me.”
I launched into a run, deciding to redirect my fear into movement. When I looked over my shoulder, Voss was walking unhurriedly toward me, his tail twitching. I slowed down, not wanting to put too much distance between us. I was still more frightened of being out here alone than of him.
“Don’t want the head start, you cheeky thing?” he asked in a low voice that made me stumble and do a double take. His eyes shone gold and his face was set in an intense, hungry look. “That’s fine by me.”
He started running, his long legs covering so much ground with every step, his fists pumping, tail balancing behind his body. I squeaked in instinctive terror and sped up so fast, all my fear of being outside left behind.
All I felt was the thrumming, overwhelming awareness of the predator chasing me and the need to escape him. Voss laughed gutturally and I cried out, trying to run faster right into the jungle. It no longer mattered what might lurk out there, because the greatest danger was right behind me.
And even as my body reacted in primal, animalistic terror, I still knew I was safe. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. But if he caught me…
A leaf lashed my face, and I veered into denser trees, hoping to slow him down. I ran in a panic, wanting him to catch me and dreading it. My body had the lead, and it was bent on escaping.
“Run, little bride,” he called, his voice close behind me. “You know what happens when I catch you.”
I shoved large fronds aside and jumped over a half-rotten log of a fallen tree, not looking behind me anymore. I wore a short dress that let me move freely, and so I pumped my legs, running faster as he snarled.
The snarl made me squeak in terror. I turned and rushed in another direction, but nothing I did confused him or made him slow down. When he called out to me next, he was so much closer.
“I’ll tear this dress off your ass and put both my cocks in your pussy when I get you.”
Oh gods.The bottom fell out of my stomach, my insides growing weightless and hot as I ran, desperate to get away, impatient for him to get me…
Voss’s fingers brushed my hip, and I veered away with a squeal, turning sharply. I slalomed between thin trees, vines slapping my arms, and he grunted with effort. I didn’t dare look back to see why.
“Fuck, you make me so hard,” he snarled, making my belly twist with terrified need.
And still, I tried to run faster. My instincts screamed I had to, and so I did, my lungs and muscles burning, my body screaming for air. I jumped over a protruding root, tearing through a low bush, and scratched my arm against the bark of a tree, but I didn’t even feel pain.
The only thing that mattered was to run.
“I’ll shove them right inside you,” Voss said behind me, so close, my belly flipped from terror. “You’ll scream my name over and over. The whole jungle will hear.”
Gods. He sounded barely winded, his voice heavy with desire, while I couldn’t catch my breath. I tired quickly, burning through adrenaline. At this rate, I’d soon stumble and fall.
Ahead, I saw a place where the jungle was less thick, so I turned that way. I desperately needed to put some distance between us. It was all that mattered, and so I ran, not making any sounds now, my chest tight, throat dry from breathing through my mouth.
Voss grabbed the skirt of my dress and I cried out at the resistance. The next moment, the fabric tore, and I was free. I ran faster, trying not to think about the fact my ass was bare.
“Just getting you ready, love,” Voss said in a low, hungry voice. “Your ass looks so good when you run.”
Shit. Everything in my belly turned to liquid, confusion overwhelming me. My body pounded with adrenaline, fear, and desire so strong, I couldn’t see straight. My lungs burned, and yet I couldn’t stop running. Voss laughed right behind me, and then, his arm was around my waist as he lifted me bodily off the ground.
I screamed, kicking at the air, but his hold was strong. He grunted in satisfaction and turned, placing my front against a thick tree. I tried to break free, but he restrained me with a low laugh. His head bent low, hot mouth brushing my ear.
“Told you I’d fuck you against a tree.”
I whined and shivered, my belly squirming with need. Oh gods, how I needed him. He pressed me to the tree with the bulk of his body until I couldn’t move, his erections pressing into my back through what remained of my dress.
“Feel how hard you made me? You made me work for it, too. I’ll take my prize now.”
When he reached between us to free his cocks, I made one more break for freedom. Before I could slip away, Voss caught me with a low hiss and pressed me into the tree, catching both my wrists behind my back.
“Behave. I caught you. You’re mine now.”
A guttural moan broke out of my throat when he slapped my ass cheek, just enough for me to feel the sting. He stroked the skin with his clawed, scaly hand, hissing in pleasure.
“There.”
He lowered himself on bent knees, and next thing I knew, his cocks prodded at my entrance. I tried to squirm away, but he just pressed the fist holding my hands into my lower back, making me arch.
He thrust with a hot grunt, and I screamed, the thickness of him stretching me open. He moved deeper in, slowly, his body hot and hard.
“Fuck, you feel good. Such a lovely prize.”
I whined in answer, hot and cold shivers racing down my skin. I was dizzy, ecstatic, transfixed. The rush of the run and the primal instincts made me so rooted in my body, I felt everything keenly. The stretch was painful at first, but I felt how wet I was. He slid in easily despite the tightness, and when his spikes pushed in, I moaned so deeply, I felt the sound in my pelvis.
“What did I tell you to scream?” he asked viciously, pulling back. “Now’s a good time.”
He filled me completely in one pounding thrust. His name tore out of my throat.
“Voss!”
Gods, it felt like I would split open any moment, but I wouldn’t stop it, I couldn’t. My body heated and tensed, begging for more, and Voss ground into my ass, both cocks filling my pussy to the brim.
“That’s right. That’s what you scream. Again.”
He pulled back and thrust violently. I shouted his name, and then, I couldn’t speak any longer, because he fucked me with long, pounding strokes, hissing and snarling. He let go of my wrists and held me to him, one arm across my sternum, another hand pressed to my lower belly.
“Mine. Fuck. Mine. I’m so deep, I feel it through your skin. You’re mine. You’ll always be.”
The orgasm slammed down my spine without warning, making my back snap into an arch. Voss grunted and fucked me faster, holding me so tightly, my feet left the ground. He slammed into me over and over, the girth of him too much, and yet just perfect.
“I’ll come so deep inside you, you’ll have no choice but to get pregnant for me,” he snarled into my ear, his hips snapping in a violent rhythm. “Just… so… deep…”
He slammed all the way in and stilled, his body taut, his cocks bucking inside me as they flooded me with cum. I cried out, the fullness making my eyes cross.
When his orgasm ended and my feet were back on the ground, Voss still didn’t let me go. He panted, holding me to him, then took my hand and guided it to my lower belly.
“Feel it, love. Feel me inside you.”
He pressed my fingers into my skin. I gasped. There, under the softness, I felt the outline of him, rigid and long. I shook my head, my pussy spasming with pleasure even as my mind had trouble wrapping around it.
“Deep inside you. That’s where I belong,” he murmured.
Before I could get my bearing or think, he moved again. He fucked me with long, steady thrusts, each punctuated by a squelching sound as he rhythmically pushed his cum out of me.
“Oh, Voss…”
My legs shook, my insides thrummed with the aftershocks of my previous orgasm, and another built as he stretched me open with both cocks.
“Louder, love,” he said, thrusting hard.
“Voss!”
“That’s right,” he snarled. Somewhere in the distance, a flock of birds rose into the sky with terrified squawking. “Let everyone know you’re mine. Who do you belong to?”
He thrust hard again, and I screamed, “Voss!”
An animal cried far away and Voss grunted in satisfaction, picking up the pace. “That’s it. Tell everyone who’s fucking you.”
I shook, bracing both hands on the tree. Everything between my legs was hot and messy, his cocks sliding easily now in my slick and his release. I groaned, my nails biting into the bark. My entire body was tense, and I knew I would come any moment now, if only he… If only…
He tightened his arm around my ribs and raised me into the air. I cried out, my legs dangling unpleasantly, and Voss brought my knee up and helped me hook my foot behind his thigh. I did the same with my other leg, bracing harder against the tree. We were high now, his legs straight as he fucked me with vicious, primitive grunts.
“Such… a… sweet… pussy…” Each word was punctuated with a thrust.
I teetered on the edge of coming, my body seizing from how good it felt. He snarled and pounded me faster, and I finally came, squirting all over the tree. I tightened around him so hard, he suddenly slowed down, like he had trouble moving.
He tensed with a guttural moan and I felt it, his cocks swelling deep inside me as he came.
“F-fuck… Oh, shit…”
Next thing I knew, we fell backward. He landed on his back with a gasp of pain and I was on top of him, shocked by the gaping emptiness inside me as he slid out.
“I have a… cramp…” he gasped out, and I rolled gracelessly off him, panting and laughing. Potent waves of euphoria flowed through me, and as I lay down next to him on the rich soil of our jungle and looked up into the lush canopies, there was no trace of my fear left.
Only joy and pleasure.
We lay side by side for long minutes, breathing hard. My thighs were sticky, my body spent, mind clean.
It was perfection.
After some time, Voss’s breathing calmed and he turned to look at me.
“Are you okay?”
I smiled and nodded, gazing into his soft, loving eyes. I remembered how terrified I used to be of his gaze. How I avoided it. Now, after getting to know him, after falling in love with him, I couldn’t imagine spending a day without looking at him like this.
“The best.” I cleared my throat, scratchy from all the screaming. “This was amazing.”
He looked chagrined, his eyes creasing with worry. “I lost control. Are you sure you’re fine?”
I raised my hand, still shaking from effort and the deep relaxation that poured over me in waves. He sighed when I cupped his cheek, stroking his scales with my thumb.
“The best. You make everything good.”
His expression smoothed and he returned my smile. “I love you, ssalamiya. I would have been lost without you. You saved me.”
“You saved me, too,” I whispered. “The day we met, and then every day after. I love you.”