Beast in the woods...

~~~forest~~~
"Who...Who...."
Echoed the call of an owl across the silent woods. Barely a whisper against the ears of those who inhabited the forest. Wolf moon trembled a little in her fetal position awakening with a soft groan,' Fucking owl...doesn’t care about anyone but itself...hate ...the forest?' She looked around her, it was dark, middle of the night kind of dark but she remembered...eating mid afternoon and then? She moved a little....only to gasp sharply at the shot of pain though every nerve in her body. There were bruises in hidden places, she could feel them and a pressure on her back accompanied by a warm breeze against her neck.
GASP.
Suddenly it came back to her, and she started to tremble violently. Willing herself she turned her head to look at him, and sadly he was there....clear as day, god he was huge...6 7' ad least with a proportioned monstrous.….She gagged, trying not think about how there was still a bit of him inside her. His monstrous head rested beside hers, his foul breath wafted across her neck...She fought the urge to gag again. She had to get away no question about that but how....His arm was hung over her waist and one of his lion like legs was entwined in hers. He was very muscled and his face was....was...She peered closer at it.
"So...human...."
She whispered softly, covering her mouth quickly. He had a noble nose and defined check bones, though his lips were very thin and blood stained, and the large eye brows cast a dark shadow over his eyes. Ominous...Turning from him then, she wiggled her punished body a little away from him then turned to a see any response.
'Nothing'
Sliding slowly, for what felt like hours she slipped from his arm....holding her breath as his knuckles hit the empty spot where she had been.’ so far so good...' she slipped her leg from his....and...
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She was running as fast and she could, despite the piercing pain of her bruised thighs rubbing against each other or the pain her bare arms and sides endured from the low branches. No clothes...no idea where she was....no way to find them....Panting harder and harder, she forced her body to the peak of its endurance before tripping on a root and toppling forward in to the shallow end of a pond. She laid there panting for a moment in the mud...it hurt everything hurt.
"I life hurts...."
She panted, spitting mud from her mouth and getting to her feet. She was still naked, covered with mud now and shivering against the night air.
*Snap*
She spun around suddenly, eyes wide lips parted...
~~~Meadow of purple flowers~~
The beast awoke with a start, glancing around himself...He had fallen asleep watching her...Her...Glistening damp skin, like fire wiggling and squirming in pleasure, lips parted in an orgasmic cry of ecstasy, slippery passage, slender flailing limbs... It may have started. a bit forced but she lusted for him in the end...hard, and he was happy to sooth both their aching urges. He purred deep in his chest absently stroking his still erect manhood with his calloused palm, missing a very important fact. She was gone. Jumping to his feet he hunched over the spot where she had lain and sniffed growling menacingly...darting his tongue against the blood covered flowers.
"Fresh...."
His voice echoed from his large rib cage as he got to his feet following after her at a steady pace. She wouldn’t get away...Not now not ever....all this hide and go seek would do is arouse him farther...If that was possible.
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She fell panting into dirty bellies arms, despite her mud caked body and his new red soldiers uniform. Who the hell cares about some uniform, she needed a hug from someone who didn’t expect beast sex.
"I’m SO happy to see you....'
She whimpered like he had never heard before, in all the years they had known each other. She wouldn’t cry, she wouldn’t even speak a nice word to him and now here she was in his arms nothing but the shoes on her feet and the mud on her breasts. Her nakedness hadn’t gone unnoticed that was for sure, he blushed fiercely wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
"Y-You didn’t come back so I came to get you...I’ve been looking everywhere..."
She gave him a strange look, she was sure he would have been the first to saddle a horse and ride along. That was strange, maybe the baldy jokes didn’t bother him as much as she thought. She released him then, stepping back and doing her best to cover herself with her arms. He stared despite his best intentions...
"Go get clothes."
"…..w..h…at?"
"Now."
She growled at him turning to the pond behind her. Smiling now that he couldn’t see...it felt amazing to feel like your life had just shifted out of a nightmare and back to being boring. The beast was the farthest thing from her mind now. Dirty Belly shuffled off just as she slipped into the cold water, rubbing her hands softly over the tender ripped skin of her thighs. Curving her palms up her punctured hips, she sighed contently., then tenderly splashing water on the place where he had held her rib cage down. Cupping her breasts she rubbed the caked on blood from his nails squeezing them so roughly, splashing herself with cold water again and again trying to force herself to feel clean.
"feeling better?..."
The low rumble of a mans voice came from behind her. It wasn’t dirty belly, his voice had barely changed since puberty .’note to self: make jokes about that later…’...Death and blood, lust and seduction. The combination was foul and it chilled her bones.… Turning she saw him, towering over the place where she bathed. Immediately she shifted deeper in to the water before the realization hit her.
“You…. Talk…?”
His reply wasn’t in words, just a swift fluid motion of him slipping into the water. Opening his arms he espoused the fresh splatter of blood against the pale tan and dark gold curls of hair on his chest, he was beckoning her to him but she paid no mind to anything but the fresh blood mating his fur…dripping from him in fact….. Growling low, he submerge himself completely in the water….’now is the time to panic…’ She did her best to run to the opposite shore of the pond, wading through the water in desperation splashing water all over everything.
He resurfaced before her hand could graze the cool grass of the shore, latching on to her neck with his clawed hand bringing her leg up over his hip with the other. He held her tightly, looking down on her with the kind of gaze that could burn a hole in your skull. She thrust her body back, trying to get even an inch between them.
“Stop it….I don’t know what you-”
His erection pressed urgently to her now spread folds, throbbing lightly against her moist clit. Her heart was racing, she couldn’t take this again and he spoke English so maybe he could be reasoned with….possibly…okay probably not but it was worth a shot anyway….
“Please I cant do this again….I hurt…so bad….”
She didn’t have to fake tears this time, they were falling for the first time in 13 years from her eyes urgently she chocked out a sob. Expecting to be thrown against a rock or eaten her eyes nearly bulged when his thin lips were upon hers….not a kiss really as much as nuzzling and gentle nipping…Her sobs slowed though he didn’t release her from the position, he held her in. In truth the salt of her tears was assaulting his senses… Turning he placed her on the side on the pond parting her legs, so he could slip between them. She was too shocked that it had worked to try much of anything now….

Nuzzling her damp folds with his curiously wet nose, his tongue stroked her abused pussy in one long lick. Her lips parted in a soft gasp, though she was trying to inch backwards his hands held fast to her knees. Flicking his rough tongue against her clit, he wiggled it there till he heard her give a soft gasp. Continuing he sucked on it softly, swirling his tongue over the pleasuring button careful of his sharp teeth. Moving lower licked at her torn opening, sucking on it to get out the last bits of cum and blood her washing and running had not. Swallowing them he continued, back to her clit sucking on it harder now, her sobs of her lack of control spurred him on. Inserting a finger inside her he started to pump it in and out careful once against of his many sharp parts. Lapping at her sweet tasting clit, sucking her dry for the nectar of her juices he added another finger pumping them both inside of her dripping hole….faster and harder. Lapping and suck, nipping at her throbbing clit, her shivering injured body was responding to him in everyway…moans oozed from her lips like water from stream. Pumping those fingers as quickly in her as possible, sucked mercilessly on her begging clit lapping at it, sucking and nibbling anything to get her too….

Suddenly he roared in piercing agony throwing his head back in his cry. Releasing her suddenly he turned.
She wasn’t sure what was happening…too lost in her wondrous feeling to see. she splashed to the surface in time to see him withdraw an arrow from his side..
“Get out of the way!”
a familiar voice called to her as the beast lurched forward splashing water in her eyes.
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Whelp that’s a cliffhanger kind of…
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