The Huntsman of Caedes (Part 2)

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The first night gone past fine. Your poor heart beating faster than usual perhaps, but that wasn't a bad thing, was it? And what about me, your ever faithful guide? Perhaps a little more trust? I didn't lead you wrong, did I? No, I know I didn't.

You see, little pet, I want you to succeed. I want you to live. I want you to strive.

But I also need you to learn. To learn oh so many things that I have this striking feeling I really can't teach you with my words themselves. If I would, I could, but oh, how many times have you cast those aside? No, precious witch, I think you have to see, you have to feel before you really begin to understand.

Our lovely little huntsman helped with that a little bit, didn't he? You seem to trust Friedrich's word over mine, but perhaps that's because you just prefer his looks. Still, it made you think I could see that.

It made you wonder, I know it did. You don't have to say anything, but it's still lacking. The real feeling of what should be here, the emotional undertone of it all, as if something were a well-written book.

Oh, wait, it was, not like you'd know that, but perhaps I was a little cruel. No, of course, you haven't actually seen that part yet, and maybe in the future I'll be a little more fair with these deals we make, but. ..

No, that's up to you, to discern what you're agreeing to instead of just feeding that greedy hunger. Enough of me, though, of course. You still have work to be done, and another sunrise to wait for.

Make me proud, won't you, dear little ding? Eh? Oh, it's you.

What are you doing back here so soon, girl? I suppose it can get a little lonely in the woods. How could I say no to.

.. It is very soon, though. You haven't even been gone one night.

It was just the previous that I found you in the forest. I thought you said you'd be back in a few days, not half of one. Any other night, and no, it wouldn't be an issue at all.

Tonight, though. .. I was not planning on being here, and, well, it's not the wisest to spend the night out here, alone.

I know I do it all the time. It's not smart for me either, but it's how I've learned to live. I.

.. It's not that easy. It's not like there's an animal to hunt.

Sure, I could decide to do that a different day, and warm my bed with you again. Tonight, though. ..

Why do you laugh about the moon as if it were a joke, girl? There's not much funny about it. The moon does many things, and tracking the time is one such.

Not many can recognize exactly when it's at its fullest. But you are right about that being tonight. You hesitate.

I see the look of confusion. If I could explain, I would, but now is not the place, and certainly not the time. If you go quickly, you can make it back to the village.

Listen. I trust you. I respect you.

I hope you think the same of me, and. .. I understand why this might shake that feeling, but I'm asking you, for your own sake.

You are new here, to this land of Ekstampor. There are many things you do not know. It is good that you've begun to ask questions, but do not risk your safety.

I am serious, please believe me. A what? I've never heard that word before.

Werewolf. I. ..

Listen. You can tell me about your stories tomorrow. What do you mean you want to see? To watch? Girl, I don't care what children's tales or legends you've heard.

If you value your life even half as much as I do, then get out of here. Sun is already setting. Don't have much time.

How can you help? You don't even understand. Please, your time is running short.

If you can help at all, it will be by leaving. Locking that door behind you, and sprinting for the nearest house. Damn it! Do what I say! I'm trying to save you! Run! What? I thought you ran.

Why are you back? I know I'm in pain, damn it. Do you not want to live? Why the hell did you come back? Don't.

Don't take one step closer. And don't you stand there, stuck in fear. Stories are not.

I told you, you've never seen anything like this before. You dumb thing, why are you watching? Girl! Every second that you stand staring is a second that I lose control over my own body.

And do you see the hair? The blood from my nails as they grow to claws? The twisting of my mouth turning to a muscle? I'm a goddamn hunter, lass.

But in the forest, and in the darkness, the wolf rules all. And this is the one wolf that I lose my fight against every fucking time I have to face it. Run, damn it! Or do I have to chase you away? Fuck! Damn it, you fucking idiot! Why would you wait so long? Why wouldn't you listen? Can't you move your fucking legs any faster than that? You have to.

You have to run faster. You goddamn bitch, it's too late. You can't let me catch you.

Do you understand? Do you? I have to chase you.

I have to. I can't. ..

I can't stop it. I can't stop it. But if I catch you, if I grab you.

.. Run faster! If I catch you.

.. I wonder how you'll taste. I wonder how you'll taste.

Why did you stop? Was it not fun? Did you not want to run further? Does it not feel good? The adrenaline.

The rush of it all. The thrill of the hunt. The beating of your heart threatening to burst in your chest as it cascades that sweet.

.. red wine through your veins. Won't you let me taste it? Won't you let me taste you? You tasted so good before, you tired little thing.

Can't you imagine how you'd be now? Covered in sweat, knocked down to the dirt pinned against a tree. Where better to have you? Won't you get up? Won't you fight back? What? What is that? That smell? It's stronger than your sweat and your fear.

It's just as sweet as it was before, you filthy fucking animal. Are you spreading your legs further apart? Have you caught on to what's made me pause? Or was this your fucking plan the whole goddamn time? You're too insatiable.

You couldn't just have me as myself, not once you knew. Do you want to get ravished that badly? To wake up covered in cuts and bites, scratches and worn? Beside me with memories of the beast you tamed.

Or maybe I'll be the one taming the beast, with that expression on your face and putting you in your place. Is that it? Is that what you are? My fucking bitch? Just a whimper in response, you were so full of life a minute ago, where's it gone? Have you just gone and gotten distracted, letting your eyes wander over the form in front of you? It's familiar enough that you know where to look and what you want, but enough a stranger that it excites you.

I can see it. No longer human, but with enough distance from Wolf that you feel no shame. Well go on then, my trapped prey.

You see what you want, but all I see are your wide eyes. The smell is tantalizing, but I will lose interest if you act dead. There you go.

Some sort of movement is better than none. What a good girl. A wild little thing.

Finally realizing how overdressed you are. Then go on, show me what I want. And tell me what you need.

Good girl. Gasping out, so full of surprise. You can't show me your breathing hole.

Wet and leaking, begging for me to leave. You can't show me your breathing hole. Wet and leaking, begging for me to enter and expect me to do anything but, can you? Or is it the feeling that took you by surprise? Is it bigger than before? You were staring at my cock for so long I thought you would understand that.

The humanity is gone tonight, my prey. The human that would hold back, caress you and move you gently. You knew that.

You asked for it with your own voice. And now your arms and legs wrapped around me as I tower over your body. As if you know exactly how little I plan to hold back.

You like that. You want more. To feel your body pressed into the ground, my chest against yours.

Forcing out the breath as I slam my own body down. Forcing you to breathe with the rhythm of my hips. Deep, but not slow, I promise my prized catch.

I will let myself go. So do the same, you gorgeous fucking animal. I know what you want.

I know what you are. Show me that I'm not the only feral beast. Rabbit with the urge to fuck and breed.

To make your own cunt ache. Grinding and milking my fucking cock. Until your body's shaking and your mind is breaking.

Open your mouth, let the noise out. Can you hear how I sound for you? How good you feel, how tightly you pull while you rock your fucking hips.

Keeping me on my knees above you. That's it, you wild fucking thing. You had no shame before, so let loose your sense of self.

Your worry of guilt. Who will hear you scream? Who will notice your cries? Beg me for more and I won't stop.

Not until I can. I will ravish your greedy mound until my muscles give out. And all I can do is lie here as you feel me inside.

This is what you wanted. This is what you needed. You feel me every inch.

The way my claws tighten around you every time my cock feels your hole to its base. My balls swinging and press into your pussy. My hips audibly ramming into yours.

My exhale, the grunt, the way my body stiffens. Every time I do. Because I feel you too.

I feel the way you clench around me. I see your arms flex, your back arch. Your eyes widen slightly.

You twitch as if it could open further, your stomach tense. Fuck, you look so good. The sweat gleaning off your body.

Your tits glistening in the moon. And your goddamn eyes staring back at mine. Doing the moments that they rock into your skull.

As if you were trying to drag me further into the intoxicating, hypnotic trap that is you. The stench that comes from our cum. Our bodies that they press together.

You don't know how dangerous this spell you're casting is. You vicious bitch. This isn't something you can do to a beast and expect to walk away.

I will hunt you every night and every day. Every moment you breathe. I will stalk you till you are alone and corner you like my meal.

And then I will take what I want, when I want it, as often as I need it. I know that's what you want. You don't have to agree.

But I know that's what you want. I know that's what you want. You don't have to agree.

But fuck does hearing you say it make it all the stronger. You don't fuck someone like this and not want more. You can keep screaming it all you want.

I know you're mine. I know you want me. And fuck do I want you.

Again and again and again. Harder. Faster you depraved fucking savage.

That's it. Bite me. Scratch me.

Mark me.