18. Lars

18

LARS

" L ook at you," I whispered, staring in absolute awe at how beautiful Dolly was. She trembled against me, and I knew she was scared but also ready for what was to come. "You drive me fucking crazy," I groaned against her mouth, my voice nothing more than a gruff whisper.

I kept my lips pressed to hers, not kissing her but wanting her to know that I'd never let her leave and would always keep her close.

"How afraid are you, sweet girl?" I still held the knife and pressed the blade right at her jugular. I'd never really hurt her, nothing more than superficially, and only that because it turned both of us on.

"You terrify me," Dolly murmured, answering me, her body still trembling against mine.

I closed my eyes and gathered my control after hearing her tell me how scared I made her. I was a sick fuck for how hard I was. I'd gotten harder as I chased her, knowing I'd catch her and that I would be fucking her right here in the woods.

All I wanted was her.

All I desired was to make her feel good… and to make her hurt.

And all I could think about was fucking her and seeing if she'd bleed for me.

With my hand on her throat and the knife at her jugular, I kissed her hard enough I knew it caused pain. I bit at her lips, sucked at the discomfort I caused, and started grinding my cock against her lower belly as I closed the knife one-handed, then slipped it back onto my waistband.

"I'm not giving you sweet and gentle, not for our first time, and not any time after that. You'll take it rough and hard because that's what I like, and at the end of it all… you'll come to want to please me."

I was panting, harsh sounds leaving me, because I couldn't control myself right now.

I can't ever control myself around Dolly.

"Beg me," I demanded. "Beg me to fuck you like an animal, little darling." I slid the hand not clutching her throat down to grip her forearm, right above my name tattooed on her wrist, and lifted the limb to press it to the tree.

I stared at where I'd permanently marked her, my cock throbbing, pre-cum steadily dripping from my cock and soaking my open pants. With one more look at the ink, I let go of her arm and gripped my shaft, the length coated in my own lubrication. I pushed her shirt up and ground my dick into the skin of her bared belly. I groaned at how warm she was.

Her lips were parted as she sucked in air to fill her lungs, and her eyes were wide as she stared at me. She hated this so much, her mind and body at war over giving herself to me.

I squeezed my hand that was around her throat, and she gasped at the tightening, but she didn't even bother trying to remove it. Not that I'd let her anyway.

"I hate you… this…."

"But you want it nonetheless." I shoved a hand between her thighs, feeling how drenched she was. My mouth crashed on hers and I devoured Dolly with that kiss. It was primal and raw, rough and demanding. Our teeth clashed together, and I fucked her between her lips with my tongue like I'd been doing between her thighs.

"Fucking touch me, Dolly," I demanded on a growl and continued kissing her. And when she reached up and gripped my shoulders, digging her nails into my flesh, I hissed and bit her tongue hard enough I felt the flesh open. She cried out as her blood coated the inside of my mouth.

I rolled my hips back and forth until I had to ease up or I'd come all over her, painting her with my cum like a beautifully vile work of art.

Adrenaline rushed through my veins, and I grew high from it, letting the beast inside me start to take over.

Hearing her gasp of pain when I sucked hard on her cut tongue had a low groan spilling from me. And then I snapped, my inner primal animal taking full control.

I pulled back slightly and ran my tongue over her lips, along her cheeks and jaw, smearing her blood I'd gathered all over her face.

"You're so fucking hot covered in blood. My good girl," I whispered. I braced my hands on either side of her head, digging my nails into the bark and leaning in to really fucking crowd her. "Now put me inside you." I needed her to willingly submit, to go against her need to fight me and be the one to break this final boundary.

But hell, even if she didn't, I'd still make her impale herself on me.

"Do it, Dolly. Do it before you piss me off and I make it hurt until I decide to make it feel better than anything you've ever experienced before." My threats were nothing but that—threats. The only pain I'd give her was the kind that would ultimately get her off.

She fought me in her own way by not doing what I said, and so I grabbed her hand and shoved it between our bodies, making her grip my cock and align it with her cunt. I grasped hold of her jaw, prying her mouth open. "Show me your tongue."

She gasped, her tongue visible. I kissed her, sucking on that muscle once again and drawing more blood from the wound.

I leaned back just enough to see my shaft, and then I spit a mouthful of saliva and blood on my length, using it as lube. I didn't need it because I could see how wet she was, how fucking primed her little pussy was. But I wanted to, the urge to be abhorrent and make her uncomfortable too strong to hold back, knowing now that she liked that feeling.

I heard her gasp, most likely from shock at seeing my cock covered in blood and spit. My feral instinct rose higher as I stroked my dick, rubbing my palm along my shaft and getting it all lubed up.

"Look at how wet you are, dripping all over the fucking place, my good little slut."

With my rod in hand, I let go of her throat with the other, hiking her leg over my hip, and God, she was perfect as she gave in, grabbed my dick, and placed my crown at her hole.

I stared into her eyes, felt my teeth bare as my inner crazed animal rose, and I shoved in deep with one thrust. I grabbed the back of her neck and used my strength to pull her away from the tree and take her down to the ground. I didn't give a fuck if this was dirty or if it fucking hurt atop the forest debris. I wanted her so damn badly that I was taking her right here, right now.

I was panting like a psychopath as I covered her body with mine, my weight and size so much bigger than her that I dwarfed her as the moonlight illuminated her submitting to me.

Jesus , I was hard, my cock buried in her tight, little pussy, my hands having found their way to her ass as I gripped the cheeks hard enough that she hissed in pain.

"Arch that back. Pop those perfect tits up so I can suck on your little nipples." I'd all but torn away her clothing, her shirt now ripped on the side and at the neckline, so it hung in tatters under her breasts.

I angled her ass up and ground my pelvis against hers, really pushing every single inch of my shaft into her body. I felt the closed knife dig into my hip as soon as I took her to the ground, and I tugged it off my waistband, flipped it open with one hand, saw the moonlight catch the blade and glinting off of it, and then tossed it a couple of feet from where we lay for later.

She arched her back then, pulling my attention back to her body and showing me what I wanted.

"This is wrong," she whispered. "I should say no. I should stop this."

I grinned, knowing she wouldn't do any of that shit. Instead, she moaned as I pulled out and pushed back in, doing it three more times, nice and easy, even though all I could see myself doing—all I wanted to do—was fuck her raw and hardcore.

When I was balls-deep inside her again, I leaned forward, rested my forehead against hers, and closed my eyes, groaning as her pussy muscles clenched around me. She whimpered, and then she clamped her pussy down on me again, as if her body knew what it wanted… me . And it wanted me to fill her up.

" Christ ," I said between clenched teeth, guiding myself in and out of her, forcing my thick, huge dick into her tiny, perfect pussy. My vision flashed red as my desire took over. "Never felt anything more perfect or fucking incredible than being buried inside of you," I snarled and grabbed a chunk of her hair, yanking her head to the side and baring her throat.

My mouth watered to bite her, to give her hickies and break her skin, to take her blood into my body. I didn't deny myself or even try to talk myself out of what I wanted. Instead, I started sucking on her neck, licking and biting and leaving red and deep-purple marks, and finally sinking my teeth in hard enough she cried out and tasting the coppery tang of her blood on my tongue once again.

I started fucking her then, hard and fast, pounding into her so that I knew she'd be sore tomorrow. I'd lavish attention on her cunt after the fact. I'd make her feel even better after she came.

"You'll always be my whore. Only mine. You'll only ever submit to me, Dolly." I was breathing raggedly, my words distorted as I waged a passionate war on her body. And as I kept fucking her, I knew if I didn't stop, I was going to come before she did, and I couldn't have that.

Forcing myself to slow, I pulled out, lifted her off the ground, and flipped her around. She had leaves and twigs in her hair, and her ripped clothes were filthy from rubbing against the ground.

She's never looked more gorgeous.

I had her in front of another tree, forced her to brace her hands on the trunk, and bent her at the waist so her ass popped out and her legs spread. I kicked her legs apart even more and grabbed my cock when I saw her pussy lips gaping open from my stretching.

My palm cracked against her ass as if it had its own mind, and the sight of her cheek shaking from the force had me jerking off furiously. I stepped forward, notching my cockhead at her cunt again, and gripped her waist before spearing her deep.

I pummeled all the way inside until the heavy weight of my balls slapped her clit. I felt like I hit something inside of her on my next deep and violent thrust. She cried out and lifted her ass more, rising on her toes and silently asking me to go deeper. I hissed and pulled back, watching my length come into view, all slick and glossy as I kept the tip lodged in her for just a second before I slammed back inside.

"Come for me," I ordered and slapped her ass repeatedly until her skin was red and my handprints were visible on her flesh. I wanted her black and blue from my passion. I grabbed her hair, pulling on the strands, and felt her pussy start milking my cock. "Come on, girl. Give me what I want so I can fill you up and watch my jizz drip out of your little hole."

And then she did just that—came for me, crying, tears streaking down her cheeks, and her self-hatred but need to feel all of this was written across her face.

"Give it to me again, Dolly."

Her body followed my order without hesitation as she clamped down and came all over me again, gushing out from around my dick and soaking my inner thighs.

Fuck, I was holding off on letting go, wanting to keep this going. I edged as long as I could, but I wouldn't be able to stop my orgasm for much longer, not when sweat blurred my vision as it dripped into my eyes and the sensations heightened as my sight was taken away for the moment. I ground myself against her before pulling out and pushing back in. "Incredible, Dolly. Feel that? You're taking it all, letting me use you like my beautiful cocksleeve."

"You bastard," she finally said, insulting me, but that only turned me on more.

"I'm your bastard, baby girl. And you'll take every fucking inch of my dick and every single drop of my load." All I could think about as I finally let go of her hip just long enough to wipe my eyes was coming in her, pulling out to watch it slip from her hole, then scooping it up and forcing her to lick my fingers clean.

My entire body tensed at that thought as I felt myself give in to the pleasure. I looked at her ass as it shook from my fucking, and I spit on the cheeks, smearing my hand over them as I pounded into her and rubbing my saliva into her skin.

And that's what set me off.

"I love defiling you," I growled before my head tipped back and my eyes squeezed shut as I finally came, hard and powerfully. I emptied my balls into her pussy until it was overfilled and I could feel it slipping out from where we were connected, where I continued to thrust savagely, never slowing.

The snarl that left me was like a beast had taken over, and my motions became even more intense, my orgasm still going strong. I held her hips so tightly I knew I'd leave bruises, and that drove my pleasure even higher… until her arms gave out, and I knew I needed to stop so the position against the tree wouldn't harm her.

I was sated, and my balls were drained. I gentled my grip and sagged forward, bracing a hand on the trunk above her head, and breathed through the aftereffects of ecstasy.

"So good, little darling," I groaned against the length of her spine, then dragged my tongue up the center of her back and licked off the salty drops of perspiration.

She didn't respond, but I didn't expect her to be coherent after what we'd just experienced.

With one harsh exhale, I forced myself to step back and grunted when my cock slipped from the tight, hot confines of her pussy. I stared at how beautiful she was between her thighs and felt my cock jerk in arousal all over again at the sight of my jizz being pushed out of her pussy by post-orgasmic contractions.

I smeared two fingers over her slit, then pushed them inside her, gathering my cum. I helped her to stand fully and turned her around. She immediately rested her back against the tree as if she couldn't stay upright easily or maybe because her knees were about to buckle. Male pride filled me because I knew I fucked her hard enough she could probably barely walk right now.

When she saw what was covering my fingers, she slowly shook her head, which just made me grin. I grabbed her jaw, pried her teeth open, and shoved my fingers into her mouth. "If you bite me, I'll fuck you with my fist, Dolly."

Her eyes widened, but I still heard the muffled moan of arousal.

"Lick them clean and swallow it all." After she did what I said, I kissed her, plunging my tongue into her mouth and tasting a combination of the both of us.

When I pulled back, she stared into my eyes, and I knew this woman would be the end of me. I'd die before I lived without her.

And with that thought in mind, I lifted her into my arms and carried her back to the cabin.