Chapter 9
T he creature’s grip loosened and its head tilted to the side.
Its hand moved from my throat to my cheek and I wanted to cover it with my own, but I still couldn’t move.
Its other hand came up to caress my collarbone and then dipped lower, toying with the top of my shirt.
The cold was breathtaking. Like a brand on my hot skin—the creature marking me as its own as a finger dipped into my shirt between my breasts.
My breaths turned sharp, and a moan escaped my lips out into the night. It was so reminiscent of my dreams. The creature’s frigid fingertips ghosted across my skin underneath my shirt and I clenched my thighs in need of friction. My body was on fire, and the coldness was only stoking the flames.
When it brushed my nipple, I thought I was going to come on the spot, thankful I’d opted out of wearing a bra. I hated them anyway so if I could get away without one I would. My nipples showing through my shirt wouldn’t matter on a trip to the woods.
The creature moved its finger in slow sultry circles and my pussy ached to be touched. It was torture and I needed relief. I tried to move against the invisible restraints and was surprised that I could shift my arms, but I was still pinned to the tree by the creature’s cold body.
I slowly moved my hands to the front and unbuttoned my jeans. The creature’s hood snapped down from my face and I froze, unsure if the action would cause it to back away. Relief settled in my stomach when it made no move to leave.
Instead, its gaze was fixed on my hands at the closure of my pants. I slowly pulled down my zipper and shimmied my tight jeans down my hips and over my ass. Stopping when they were mid-thigh, I reached into my panties and slid a finger through the wetness.
The relief was overwhelming as the hood moved back to my face. Staring inside the dark expanse had me aching to reach up and pull the cloth back to unveil my paramour. I needed to know what it looked like and I didn’t care if it was grotesque.
Fingers sliding down my stomach brought my attention back downward where the creature was moving closer and closer to the spot where I wanted it most. This was really happening. Removing my hand from between my legs, the creature took its place, moving torturously slow and teasing.
“Fuck.” I sighed as the chilly fingers moved back and forth, soaking in my arousal.
When they grazed my clit, I cried out into the darkness of the hood still inches from my face.
Before I fell over the peak headfirst into an orgasm, the creature stopped its agonizing ministrations and moved to circle my entrance.
“Please,” I begged. “Please, do it. I need you inside me.” My words were jagged like the bark digging into my back.
After what seemed like hours of playfully moving over me, the creature finally slid a finger deep and I clenched around the coldness. When it thrusted in and out, stars shot across my vision.
Climbing higher and higher, my moans grew louder and louder. When I neared the precipice again, my pussy fluttered around the finger furiously. Cold seared my clit as the creature brought its thumb to stroke in tandem with the finger curling deliciously against my walls.
It was all too much. The stimulation sent me over, and the orgasm wracked my body with shivers. I rode the creature’s hand until I floated back to earth, tiny aftershocks gripping the finger still lodged deep in my pussy.
Finally the creature withdrew and brought the gray fingers up to its hood. They disappeared into the darkness and sucking sounds filled my ears. I was soaked all over again at the thought of the creature licking my wetness off its hand.
“I want to know what you are,” I asked. “I need to know.”
The voice wasn’t as deep when it answered, a hint of playfulness tinging the words. “Does it matter what I am as long as you come, little flame?”
“Well—” I huffed. “I guess not, but I want to know.”
“Maybe, someday you’ll know. Until then, you’re going to keep coming back to my woods and I’m going to keep making this sweet pussy weep for me. You’re mine, Jade. You were from the moment I saved you,” the creature rasped.
This was more than it had spoken thus far, and its voice sounded almost feminine whereas before it was deeper. Heat flooded me again, despite the coldness still seeping into my body from the creature or the air it controlled. I wasn’t sure where it was coming from, but I didn’t care.
“If I’m yours—whatever that means—then I deserve to know what I’m fucking, don’t you think?” I smirked.
The hand that had just been dripping with me came up to tighten around my throat again. “All you need to worry about are these fingers.” Squeeze. “And this tongue.”
As soon as the words left its mouth, it darted its head forward covering my face with its hood. Icy lips brushed my cheek, followed by a swipe of the tongue I’d dreamt of. I uttered a gasp at the touch and I longed for more.
“Let me taste you,” I breathed. “Kiss me. Please.”
What sounded like a chuckle filled the hood and then the creature’s lips were on mine.
Chaste at first, but then my mouth was forced open and it licked my lips before diving inside.
Our tongues danced with each other and the coldness stoked the fire between my legs.
It was everywhere inside my mouth and then it went so far down my throat I almost gagged.
My eyes drifted closed as the creature caressed the roof of my mouth and then it was gone. The tongue, the fingers around my neck, the body pressing me into the tree. My eyes shot open, and without the weight holding me up, I fell to my knees in the dirt and crunchy leaves.
“Oh, come on, really?” I yelled into the woods. “You’re just going to leave me like this?”
I pulled myself to my feet, a groan leaving my lips, and trudged to my things still resting on the rocks. A mix of satisfaction from everything that had happened that night along with annoyance at the creature’s departure settled in, leaving me bittersweet at the ordeal.
Mine. It said it again, like the first night, and I wasn’t sure I had a choice in the matter. Not that I would’ve chosen otherwise.