Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
He dropped Gaston to the ground, his lifeless body crumpling as if a rag doll. Then my monstrous husband turned to face me and held out his arm, presenting Gaston’s bloody heart to me.
“Beast,” I whispered, knowing I should feel fear, but I felt something darker, something dangerous, that filled my blood and made me hot.
He dropped that organ to the ground, lowered his head and flared his nostrils, and he inhaled… as he scented the wetness that was steadily coating that intimate spot between my thighs.
The Beast was panting as we faced off, my father long gone after the warning, Gaston and the others nothing but corpses around us.
“Run, Belle,” he growled. “Run as fast as you can, because when I catch you—and I will—I am going to fuck you so hard there will be no doubt who you belong to.”
I didn’t need any other warning. I turned and ran.
Chapter
Nine
Beast
I could have been sightless and I still would have found her.
I inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of her anxiousness, her anticipation, her… arousal. Belle wanted me to chase her, wanted me to be the hunter and her the prey.
And that was exactly what I was as I tore through the forest, swiping at the trunks of trees with my claws, splitting them in half.
I felt the blood pumping through my veins faster and harder as the anticipation and excitement of catching her filled me.
My muscles swelled, and my cock got thicker in preparation for claiming her, of parting her thighs and forcing myself deep inside her tight heat. I anticipated filling her up with my cum and making her womb grow with my child.
I impatiently tore at my trews, rendering material and letting it fall to the forest floor. I growled low when my cock was freed, pre-cum already a steady flow out the tip.
I felt most in my element right now, a beastly creature with nothing but nature and wilderness covering me as I chased down my prey.
I had given her a head start, and could easily catch her right now, but I stayed back, watching as she weaved in and out through the trees, periodically looking over her shoulder at me.
I got harder, more aroused chasing her like this. I could hear her harsh breathing, her slight inhalation as she sucked in a breath when she saw I was right behind her.
So close I could sense the salty sweat that dotted her brow, could smell the adrenaline seeping out of her pores, and could all but taste the sweet honey that spilled from her cunt.
I reached a paw out and gripped the laces of her dress, tearing at them until the material opened in two parts. Her silky smooth back was revealed, and I growled in pleasure.
She cried out, and it wasn’t a cry of fear but of excitement.
“Run faster, little rabbit. I can smell your sweet, honey-coated pussy.”
In a move faster than she would ever be able to contemplate, I tore at her dress. She cried out then moaned but lost her footing, falling forward. I grabbed her waist and spun her around, pressing her onto the moss-covered ground and bracing my paws on either side of her head.
She was curvy with a womanly body, all thick thighs, a nice rounded belly, and breasts that were large and supple. Her nipples were a deep shade of red and hard from the chilly air, and my mouth watered for a taste.
“I’m going to devour you.” I gripped both of her wrists and lifted her arms above her head, then leaned back and used my other paw to force her legs open.
Her scent surrounded me instantly, and my body swayed as I leaned in and ran my face over her belly then lower still to her mound. She smelled incredible, all musky sweetness and mine.
My tail whipped back and forth and I dragged the tip over one of her legs and back down to curl it around her ankle, pulling her leg open even wider.
She lay still for me, panting, her mouth parted as she stared at me with all the desire consuming her.
“I want you to tell me that you are mine. I want you to admit to me that you will surrender in all ways.”
She squeezed her hands tightly into fists, but I still kept them above her head, looking down at her stretched-out body, taking in all the perfect, beautiful dips and hollows that made her extraordinarily beautiful.
“Be my good girl and answer me. Tell your beastly husband that you know you are mine in all ways.” I leaned in and ran my nose along the edge of her face, down the side of her throat, and kept descending as I scented her.
“I don’t know what changed,” she panted and opened her eyes, but they were barely parted, just opened enough to let me see her desire reflected back at me.