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Beast of the forest

So often did you hear of the beast yet see nothing that it became all too easy to think of him as nothing more than a story meant to keep children out of the forest at night. But you were no child and the call of the cool forest air on your skin was too great on this hot night.

It was like a voice beckoning you to the forest edge, something sweet and deep in the pit of you that needed to be in with the trees on this hot night the slight sheen of sweat on your skin already starting to cool with the night air. A deep breath, in and out, as you watched the forest edge all of the stories come to mind as you stood watching, waiting, listening.

A great beast that would steal people away into the forest with no explanation or warning. A beast that was impossibly large if the teeth marks on bones left by the forest edge were anything to go off of. You let out a sigh, it was ridiculous to think that something like that could exist. It was like saying that Santa Clause was real, both were stories made up to scare children. The inexplicable calling to the forest had to be something to do with the fact that your AC was broken and it felt like it was boiling inside your small house. The night air within the trees would be the perfect reprieve.

Before you knew it you were in the thick of the trees deeper in the forest than you could ever remember being during the day. When had you stepped in? How long have you been walking? Why did you feel so fuzzy all over? It almost felt like you were high as you walked through the forest, stepping over fallen trees and through foliage like you knew the way, like you were on a laid out path you'd been on a thousand times before. Finally you made it to a clearing and stopped at the edge appreciating the beauty of the small patch of land feeling so much better here, like you were meant to be in this clearing. A small sigh left your lips as you stepped one foot in letting the cool forest air rush over your bare arms drying the last bits of sweat that hung stubbornly to you. The moon was high in the sky as you walked to the center of the clearing, your fingers running over the tips of the tall grass. You enjoyed the way it felt, the way the grass tickled at your fingertips, everything feeling heightened in senses as you slowly found yourself in the center of the clearing looking directly up to the sky reveling in the way the air and grass felt against your skin.

In your state you almost didn't hear the small snapping of a twig on the side of the clearing as you slowly bent to take off your shoes wanting desperately to feel the hard ground between your toes. When the snapping got closer you looked up, trying to see through the thick branches, what was out there? Slowly you felt your limbs get heavier, the feeling of being high getting stronger as a sweet scent filled your nostrils.

“Finally. I was wondering if you’d ever answer the call.” A smooth deep voice nearly sang from the darkness. Your attention snapped away from the sensation of the grass to the voice as a mountain of a creature walked into the light of the clearing. In your fuzzy brain the only thing that instantly went through your mind was, big.

Big seemed to be an understatement when it came to describe this beast. He towered over your frame as you stood frozen, his height was amazing and it was comparable to his muscles, making his arms seem to be the same width as your waist. He stalked toward you, his steps causing slight tremors as he got closer and closer to you. Finally he stopped in front of you looking down as he slowly reached a hand that was easily the size of your face and gently caressed your cheek, a small smile playing at his lips, a glint of sharp teeth visible as his lips parted.

“I’ve called so many times yet you remain so stubborn, I should teach you it's rude to make me wait.” He hummed, fingers slowly trailing down your cheek to gently wrap around your throat. With each touch, the fuzzy feeling grew more heightened, in the back part of your mind you were sure something was affecting you to feel like this, this wasn’t normal. You were face to face with the beast of the forest, his impossible size making you seem like a doll to be played with and the only thing at the forefront of your mind was how much you needed him to touch you more.

“So much wasted time, but now you’re mine.” His voice was sweet, like a song you would hear in your dreams. You let out a small moan as his grip tightened around your throat for a brief second squeezing the sides in a delicious way making your head swim. He slowly released you stepping back, unthinking you followed the path of his hand instantly missing the connection.

“What a good pet you’ll be now that you’re under my spell.” Before you could think about what he was saying you were pushed to the ground. His massive size pinning you the weight almost suffocating as the sweet smell filled you again and you went nearly brainless as he began running his hand under your thin tank top. A sound of ripping fabric and you were laying in the broken remnants of your shirt bare from the waist up he glanced down at you with a smirk, teeth glinting as he moved down, cupping one of your breasts in his hand tweaking the nipple harshly between his claws as he nipped at the other with sharp fangs. The moan that escaped your mouth was entirely involuntary as you arched into his harsh touch, hips rutting up to meet his body begging for some kind of friction.

“Good girl. You want me. You didn’t know it before but I've been watching you at the edge of my forest, watching as you denied my existence loud enough for me to hear. Watching as you teased yourself when you thought you were alone. I’ve been waiting so long to see you like this, under me.” He nearly growled as he moved up your body, grinding his hips down hard against you forcing you to feel how hard he was for you under the thin cloth he wore.

“Now you’re mine and I am going to make sure you never forget it.” He growled against your throat, sharp teeth nipping just below the shell of your ear. At the same time you moaned he ripped your shorts and panties away from you like they were paper throwing the shreds behind him as he moved one clawed hand down your body to your already soaking cunt.

You moaned, eyes closing, when he found your clit, slowly circling it with the pad of one clawed finger. He looked down at you thoroughly enjoying how pliant his pheromones had made you. You were putty in his hands and he planned to use you thoroughly tonight and every night after. As you squirmed under him, hips following the pattern of his ministrations against your clit moaning, he took this chance to force his tongue into your mouth.

“Mmph”

It was the only thing you could muster as he kissed you with more passion than you’d felt with all of your past lovers combined. He held you close fingers moving to start fucking into you slowly, first just one finger, gently trying to get a feel of how tight you were, his mouth swallowing each moan you let out as he added a second finger starting to stretch you, searching for the little spot to make you cum on his hand. When he did find it, your shuddering breath against his lips made him bite down on your bottom lip pulling it in his sharp teeth as he began pressing, rubbing, massaging that perfect bundle of nerves, his thumb reaching up, pressing harshly against your clit.

You screamed your release against his finger, grinding down onto them, forcing his fingers deeper in you as you squeezed around them arching to press your sensitive nipples against his chest needing as much of him touching you as possible. You heard him moan into your neck as he stroked you through your orgasm until you started to squirm against the ministrations.

A long whine left your throat as he pulled away from you leaving you feeling too naked, too bare on the hard ground.

“Shhh Kitten, I’m not done with you yet.” He huffed as he ripped at the fabric around his waist. He let out a long groan at his cock finally being free from the loose garment, his hand going to wrap around himself and stroke as he looked down at you. You leaned up on your elbows looking at the thick appendage, tongue darting out to wet your dry lips. It was massive, the length of your forearm with thick veins decorating it making it seem that much more erotic, the flared tip alone the size of your fist, the large knot swelling at the base made your mouth water obscenely as you looked up at him.

“You will take it all,” He growled, pushing you back down to the ground. One hand collecting both of your hands to pull them above your head pinning them there as his other hand went to your ankle placing it on his shoulder as he lined the tip up to your achingly empty pussy. He moved to straddle the leg that wasn’t on his shoulder, pinning it as well, trapping you under him as he pushed into you stopping once he had the head in to let out a long drawn out moan.

“So fucking tight.” He ground out, forcing himself to be still for a moment to let you adjust. Your whine of protest at the stillness of the intrusion had him pushing into you further, the stretch deliciously painful as he did his best to keep himself in control.

“Fuck, that's right Kitten, moan. Let me know how much you love the way my cock fills you. Ruins you for everyone else.” He purred, leaning down to plant harsh kisses against your neck moving deeper into you. The stretch and feeling of him inside of you on top of the already fuzzy feeling heightening everything around you was too much as you came again around him, pulling him even deeper to the edge of his knot feeling it hit against the edge of your already stretched cunt.

“Fuck!” He roared before biting down on your shoulder causing you to arch into him even more desperate for the friction of his body against yours. Needing everything he would give you. He pinned you down starting to rut into you, his knot hitting you slowly starting to sink in. You cried out at the stretch unsure if it was more painful or pleasure either way you wanted it, needed it in you.

“More, more, more, more.” It was all you could say as you did your best to match his rut, hips moving desperately against him.

“That’s right Kitten, you want my knot, want me to fuck you into oblivion, breed you. Keep you.” He moaned against your shoulder tongue slowly lapping at the punctures his sharp teeth had made. He finally pushed into you, his knot swelling, holding him to you as he howled his release into you, rutting hard into you hitting your cervix again and again. You came around him at the feeling of him feeling you so completely, screaming with him.

“Good girl.” He cooed softly into your hair as he moved the two of you so you were laying against his chest, blissed out, stuck to him by his knot. He drew lazy patterns in your back with one tip of his claw making you shiver slightly in the cool air. Before his knot even began to release you fell asleep against his chest nuzzling against him.

“Good girl (Y/N) good girl.” He whispered into your hair, picking you up to carry you deeper into the forest to his home. Now your home as well. He’d make sure you’re comfortable, in the morning he’d let you know his name, let you think he was learning yours for the first time. And he would keep you.

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