I stopped for a moment, noticing how quiet things had gotten, and turned to my left. All I could see was the dark outline of trees for miles, and I shut my eyes waiting…waiting…and then there it was. The slightest disturbance to the right, and I whipped around in that direction and sprinted toward it. That was when I saw him, the silhouette of Jesse’s lean frame up ahead of me, which then shifted and began to run.
Yes, run, little lamb, run… My feet pounded on the ground as I increased my pace, and Jesse stood no chance. He was no match for me, not in speed or power, and as I advanced upon him, about to reach for his arm, Jesse stumbled over something and fell at my feet.
Fate? No. Just bad fucking luck on his side.
Jesse quickly rolled over to look up at me, and when he saw me looming over him, he started to scramble backward on his hands, which were sinking into the wet dirt below them.
“And here I thought I’d have to chase you for miles,” I said. I bent down, grabbed a hold of his ankle, and then yanked him toward me, his ass and bare back dragging along the forest floor. He gasped as his tender skin scraped over the foliage, and when I dropped his ankle and straightened to my full height between his naked legs, I saw a shiver rack his body, as Jesse’s instinct to flee took a hold of him.
Not willing to chance that, I placed my foot down on his bare stomach with enough pressure to keep him in place. His hands came up to clasp my ankle and halt it, but if I wanted to walk right over him then, there’d be nothing he could do to stop me.
The light from the moon slithered through the branches to illuminate the pale skin of the body I was about to violate, and I dug my hand into my pocket and removed the condom I had shoved in there.
Jesse wriggled, and I leaned forward a little until my heel was pressing into his concave stomach. His breathing was coming in fast pants, and the panic in his eyes was as real as it was delicious.
I put the packet between my teeth and slowly unfastened the pants I’d pulled on earlier before reaching inside to free my engorged cock. It was thick and stiff, and wanted to get back inside the tight hole it had been in only an hour or so earlier, and as I tore open the condom packet and rolled it on, Jesse began to struggle.
“Let me go,” he said, and shoved at my foot, but he was unsuccessful in moving it, and once the condom was in place, I shoved my pants down my hips and removed the hold I had over him. I gave him a feral smile, daring him to try and run, as I dropped to my knees between his spread legs. Jesse sucked in a breath and brought his legs up to kick at me until I grasped an ankle in either hand and glared down at him.
“You’re only making this harder on yourself,” I growled at him.
“Fuck you,” he spat at me, and began thrashing around again. As one of his feet slipped free of my hold, his heel connected with my chin, hard, and I cursed. He stilled immediately, as if sensing he’d just upped the ante, and the taste of blood from a cut inside my cheek made my balls tingle. Jesse might’ve been the first to draw blood tonight, but he wouldn’t be the last.
I dropped his leg and then shoved his thighs open, a palm on the inside of either leg, and when my eyes fell to the tight briefs he wore, I could see his dick straining at the confines of the material.
Jesse played the victim to perfection, just as I knew he would. He was glorious in his horror. Exquisite in his arousal. Ever since that night at the gala when he’d responded to the bite of pain so beautifully I’d suspected this was a kink he’d respond to, but one he’d never tested. And his body was telling me loud and clear that it was getting off on being manhandled just as much as it was aroused by terror.
It was immoral. It was warped. And it was exactly why I had known I could never stay away. Because only one other had ever wanted it all with me—and he was no longer an option. But Jesse? He was an invitation to go back and explore every depravity I’d left behind.
I lowered my head between his splayed thighs and scraped my teeth up his covered cock, and before I reached the top of it, his hands were in my hair, pulling and tugging me away. I raised my head to look at his face, and his chest heaved as he lay helpless beneath me, and just when I thought he was giving up, Jesse narrowed his eyes and put all his force into bucking up against me, reaching out to claw and scratch at my face.