1,441Beauty Takes on the Beast
Chapter Twenty-Four –Primal
Bella
Edward was going to spank my ass for going on a walk without paying attention to my surroundings. My sense of direction was awful without landmarks that towns or cities provided me when I ventured out. I really had to focus for me to find my way.
After weeks of being cooped up at home while I recuperated from the bullet wound, a getaway was a must. Selfishly, I wanted Edward all to myself. One look at him and anyone with blood coursing their veins would understand why I needed some quality time with him. If they knew what he could do with his fingers and tongue, I'd probably need to lock him up.
I shivered at the image my imagination conjured up. It wasn't the time to get distracted in the middle of nowhere. All the trails were marked near the homes. I hadn't seen one in a few minutes. I looked at my watch and realized there were only a few minutes of sun left.
"This is not the time to be distracted by his cock."
The sound of a twig breaking nearby stopped my momentum, coming from my right. My heart raced as I turned to ensure there were no predators around. A jackrabbit jumped from one bush to another.
I placed my hand on my chest, taking a deep breath. "Just a bunny."
Whenever I felt out of place, nervous, or frustrated, I often talked out loud. Strange to some people, but it did help me if I needed a solution to a problem. I usually recorded my work sessions, and it helped capture errant thoughts that could prove useful later. It took months for something to become a habit and not a temporary fix while I hyper-focused. It was why cleaning up after myself hadn't stuck. I was trying, not only for Edward, but for me, too. Too much clutter got under my skin.
And I was distracted again.
Hikes alone would undoubtedly be banned now. It was for the best. I wondered how long before Edward would come looking for me.
It was then that I felt it. Something was close, watching me. The micro hairs along the back of my neck and arms stood up. The few minutes of sunlight had diminished to seconds under the dark trees of the forest.
Fuck, Edward would resurrect me, and then lock me up if I got attacked by a mountain lion or wolf. I racked my brain to see if there had been sightings around the area in the last few months. Deer were common, bears kept farther north near the river. Their territory was large, though, and local rangers tracked most predators for the safety of the McMansion owners.
I closed my eyes to focus, to get my bearings so I could get back to my Beast and not the ones out here.
A familiar scent hit me then, the barest hint of it. Edward and I had explored the area several times, in between rounds of cooking and sex. The nearest trail was to my left if my memory served me right. I remained still, to listen for possible predators, and heard nothing other than my own breathing. It was funny how much louder it was now that I realized someone was watching me.
Anticipation formed inside me; it almost felt like it thickened my blood. I'd recognize the intensity of Edward's glare anywhere. It was as familiar to me as his scent. Maybe he wasn't the only one hunting that night. It felt like a game of cat and mouse, only the mouse wanted to get caught. Or maybe panther and a kitten. Whatever the case, it was time for the chase.
Edward
There she stood looking in the opposite direction from where I watched her. Dressed in a sweater dress, her legs were bare from mid-thigh to the tops of her boots. If you'd call those ugly things boots. I'd been following her several minutes, and it had only been a few moments since she realized it was getting dark and she was lost.
She grumbled under her breath and looked up at the sky, then she pulled out something from her left pocket of her dress. Under the darkening sky, she circled until she faced the direction of the cabin.
"I better hurry before Beastie spanks my ass for pouting this long." Then she looked in my direction, her eyes narrowing. There was no way she could see me. It was too dark under the forest's canopy.
Or could she see me?
She smirked and took off running.
That little stunt elicited me to snarl like my nickname suggested, as I ran after her. This game went from hunter/prey to a full-on chase. I didn't see a problem with it, unless she fell. Though we discussed some pain in this scene, I didn't like it. But I agreed to use a safe word as a precaution.
Bella ran with ease, jumping over large tree roots and small bushes that dotted the landscape. We were losing light soon, and while the area was relatively safe, thanks to the McMansions and their owners, this was nature, and it wasn't always predictable. While chasing after her, I kept a look out for anything that might approach the area.
I came to a stop when I lost sight of her, taking a moment to close my eyes and breathe deeply. Once Bella realized I was no longer following her, she would come to see why. It was in her nature to be curious and cautious due to the area. She wanted this to happen, so I had to let it all go and rely on my instinct as a predator would.
I found the soft scent of her perfume and focused on it. My mouth and throat felt dry, due to the desire coursing through me. I could see her in my mind, sneaking closer to get a look at me, and soon enough I heard the rustle of leaves from my left. The sound of a rock falling came from my right, though. Her way of sending me in the wrong direction? My clever little Beauty. Too bad my sense of smell and just awareness of her presence told me she was only a yard behind me.
I snapped my gaze toward the sound of the rock, narrowing my eyes. As I started to head in that direction, I heard the slightest muffled giggle. That only amped me up more, not because it pissed me off that she was laughing at me, but because I loved her laughter. My body felt primed and heated down to the marrow. This woman, my Beauty, did that shit to me, and though it often was painful, I loved every second of it.
"Here, kitty, kitty," she teased ever so softly, but the sound carried due to the heavy tops of the trees over us. I circled and ran straight for her, making her scream out loud. "Oh fuck!"
She scrambled to run toward the cabin, as if that would be a sanctuary, her safe place. There was nowhere safe for her as she unleashed the beast within me.
I growled and jumped over bushes and roots, only a few feet away. Her pants exhilarating in a way that I hadn't anticipated. She dodged to the left and whatever sound I made had her coming right back on the trail. She knew better considering she'd been lost earlier.
I went into a dead run just as we were about to hit the edge of the forest line near the cabin. If I wanted her to myself, without a risk of someone watching, I had to keep her under the trees. Within arm's reach, I tackled her to the ground. Both of us panting, hearts racing, as we rolled a few times until I had her pinned beneath me. She looked up, flushed from the tips of her ears to the center of her chest, her tits heaving. So, freaking beautiful.
She bucked, but could barely manage to get her hips off the ground an inch, her wrists shackled by my larger hand. Keeping in character, desire blurring the lines for me, I bent over her, inhaling at the hollow of her throat.
"Mine."
Bella
The word wasn't much more than a grunt, yet it made me melt and shiver at the same time. My instinct to run continued to battle with the desire that had my heart racing. I moaned, once again struggling in his tight hold. I felt the beast against my thigh and that made me buck my hips in a different way. Not to get away, but to bring us closer.
He groaned, his tongue sliding, teeth nipping at the exposed clavicle. I heard before I felt the hard tug of my sweater dress giving away at my shoulders. I looked down to see his eyes take in my naked breasts, nipples hardening under his lustful gaze. His eyes lifted to meet mine, an unmistakable look of lust filled them, but also possessiveness. The word that should have bothered me filtered through another snarl, "Mine." Straight up snarly and gravelly. It should have sounded ridiculous, but from him, it made me clench.
His tongue explored along the tear of my dress, his mouth sucking every other nibble. As if he couldn't get enough of my taste.
"No!" This role required me to resist for a while, and I wasn't about to make it easy. "Let me go."
My breath hitched, and I slapped at his back and chest; my fists found a sensitive area along his ribs, and he grunted, almost rolling away. Seeing an opportunity, I started to crawl away, grateful for the soft grass under my knees and palms.
Just as my foot managed to find leverage to stand, I felt his presence crawl behind me. His hand, large and hot, clamped on my ankle and yanked me back. I cried out and fell, noticing his brief hesitance, breaking his role. Shaking my head, I looked over my shoulder and met his eyes.
Relief filled his eyes for a moment before his lips twisted in an angry scowl. "Mine!" He tugged on my ankle again, pulling me under his hard body. At some point, his shirt was gone, leaving nothing but hot skin and hard muscles between us. He wore a pair of ragged sweats, almost as if he was more beast than man at the moment.
My breath was labored, a wave of dizziness lasted for a few second as I kicked, careful to keep away from his wound. Unable to sink into the role completely, just like him.
"Need you," he grunted, his hips flush with my backside. "Smell good." His words sounded as if he hadn't used his voice in months, if not years. "Need taste."
If I were wearing underwear under my dress, I would've ruined them. I continued to thrash under him, only making him groan and rut against my ass. It felt so damn good, but I ignored that part of me enough for me to sob softly. "Please, please!"
His mouth latched onto my bared shoulder, the tear of my dress exposing most of my upper chest. My nipples were hard as his arm circled my body, pulling me against his chest. Wet and incredibly hot, his tongue swept up the side of neck.
"Taste good," he moaned. His knees bracketed my lower body and forced me to stay in one position. No amount of bucking would dissuade him, only igniting his lust.
I felt the ridge of his cock against my bare thigh as his free hand pushed between my legs. His choppy words disappeared and became more incoherent as he felt the heat from my pussy.
This was what I craved, what I hoped I would feel. Excited, arousal, a touch of shame, and all of it wrapped in fear. On the cusp of coming, and he wasn't even inside me yet.
I moaned, the sound seemed soft to my ears, but it amplified his lust, his primal urge to fuck. He rutted against my ass again, his hand under my breasts started to play with my nipples, eliciting another sound from me.
The hand between my legs pushed up my dress and over my ass, his fingers exploring the newly exposed skin. Unsure, as if it was the first time, he'd done something like this. And fuck if that didn't mess me with me, as if he wasn't the only one doing the claiming.
I pleaded between gasps, my bucking changed to a rhythmic thrust. Pushing myself to my hands and knees, his groaning deepened. His fingers explored between my thighs, finding hot slick skin.
"Take off," I grunted, unable to keep the raging desire from my voice. "Now, now, now."
Landing on one shoulder, I used my free hand to push at his sweats between us. I needed him inside me. His hands landed on my hips, his fingertips burning a brand on my skin. Fumbling, I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance for a mere second before he fully thrust inside me.
I screamed, landing face first into the grass and leaves, already pushing back for more. Cresting at his third thrust, I heard him grunt as he held me in place to pound inside me. When that wasn't enough, he grabbed my hair and tugged my upper body back up. His fingers scraped against my scalp and he bit at my shoulder, growling as I came again.
"Mine, mine, mine." Thrust after thrust, I felt every inch of him deep inside. His molten hot and titanium hard cock hit all the right spots.
Reduced to hoarse cries, I begged for something I couldn't even fathom as the moon lit the night sky above. Tears fell from my eyes, another way of dizziness as his hand tugged my hair to pull me up against his chest. His hand released the heavy strands to clamp around my throat.
Another moan that ended in a whimper as pleasured continued to build, my body almost limp in his hold. The only thing keeping me upright was his cock pounding into my pussy, the hand at my throat, and the other one slapping my clit in the same rhythm as his thrusts. My tears continued to fall down my cheeks as I slipped into a mindset that made me float in ecstasy.
I looked down at my body, the glimpses of his cock slipping in and out of me. Moonlight made my sweat-slicked skin glow. His grunts at my ear, his hands on me, the sight of his cock, and the fact that we were outside, all seemed to send me over an edge I had tipped-toed along for what felt like hours.
I came with a silent scream, seeing my vision blur, not from tears but from sheer pleasure. My mind hovered, though I wasn't sure where, as I blacked out for the first time in my life from sex.
Damn it, the Beast was going to brag about that for weeks.
AN: Thanks to Midnight Cougar for helping with the chapter and getting it back to me so quick. Any mistakes are mine since I fiddled with it a bit more. I have an epilogue that I'm working on and one future take. I hope to complete the fic before the end of September. Real life has been hard on me and my family and I'm literally just trying to keep the lights on and the roof over our heads. Thanks for your time to read and review, it honestly reminds me why I love writing so much. I've missed it! A few hours at a cafe yields at least half to a full chapter so yay! I'll be back soon!