Primal Prey: Hunter Chases Sexy Woman Through the Woods
Summary:
Vivianne is chased through the forest by a strange man. Soon he catches her, throws her to the ground, and binds her. Then, he takes her, because he is the hunter, and she is his prey.
The Chase Through the Night Woods: Hunted and Captured
Night had fallen over the forest as I finally felt the relief of cool shadows. Sweat clung to my skin, and my lungs burned from relentless running.
Above me, the dense branches of the trees stretched out, seeming to tear the stars from the sky. Yet even here in the darkness, I felt him. He was behind me, silent, like a shadow.
My breath came in gasps as I tried to move deeper into the forest, hoping the dense underbrush would hinder him. But deep down, I knew it was futile.
He had caught the scent of my fear, and he wouldn’t let me escape. This wasn’t his first hunt.
I stumbled over a root and fell face-first into the damp ground. The earth was cold under my hands, but it offered no protection.
I could hear him approaching, silent as a predator, his breath calm, controlled. I knew he was close. And that he would soon have me.
Panic seized me, and I struggled to get back on my feet, but before I could, I felt his strong hands on my ankles.
He pulled me back effortlessly, as if I were nothing more than captured game. His fingers dug into my skin, hard and unyielding.
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I screamed, but the cry faded into the dense forest. No one would hear me here.
“Keep screaming.” His voice was a rough whisper in the darkness, deep and menacing. “I like it when you struggle.”
Dominated and Submissive: Hunter and Prey
His hands were everywhere. He flipped me onto my back. His eyes, barely visible in the dim light, sparkled like those of a predator locked on its prey.
The moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting his features in a cold, hard light as he bent over me.
His muscles were defined under his black T-shirt, and the scent of sweat and earth filled the air, mingling with something darker, more primal.
I tried to fight back, but he was too strong. His weight pinned me to the ground, leaving no room for escape.
With a firm grip, he took my hands and pressed them above my head into the earth. His fingers clamped onto my wrists like a vise, offering no way out.
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“You’re my prey,” he growled softly, leaning down, his lips close to my ear. The heat of his breath sent a shiver down my spine. “And I’ll take what’s mine.”
I could feel his hands tugging at my clothes, as if they were merely an inconvenience.
Fabric tore, and the cool night air hit my exposed skin. A mix of fear and excitement coursed through me. Every instinct in me wanted to flee, to resist, but at the same time, there was a part of me that wanted to surrender to him.
Maybe it was the way his fingers moved with such certainty over my body, showing no mercy. Or the way his muscles tensed under my touch.
It was a game of dominance and submission, playing out here in the darkness. And I was trapped in it.
Wild Man Ties Up and Dominates Woman in the Forest
His lips found my neck, and his teeth sank lightly into my skin. He nibbled along my shoulder, as if marking me, leaving his claim.
Then I felt it – the rope. It was rough and tight as he wrapped it around my wrists, binding them so securely that movement was impossible.
The rope dug into my skin. He took his time securing the knot, making sure there was no chance of escape.
The tightness of the rope heightened the sense of helplessness already flooding through me. Fighting him was pointless. He knew it. And I knew it.
“Hold still,” he commanded, grabbing my hip, pulling me closer to him, his fingers pressing into my skin. The pressure of his hand on my mouth left no room for protests.
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He turned my face to the side, his lips brushed against my earlobe, sending another shiver through my body.
The rest of my body lay vulnerable and exposed beneath him, and the feeling of his hands moving possessively over my thighs made my heart race.
In a swift motion, he pushed his body between my legs. I could feel him, the intensity of him filling me.
Pain blended with an inexplicable desire, confusing me and making me crave more. It was as if I had no control over my body anymore, as if I was merely a puppet to his power. And that made it all the hotter, so forbidden.
Man Claims His Captive: Helpless Woman Taken Roughly
Each thrust penetrated me deeply. Without regard for my reactions, as if he didn’t care whether I screamed or gasped for air.
It was only about him, about his pleasure. And that made it even more intense. My body no longer obeyed my will but only his, and the thought made my heart race.
“Look at you,” he murmured roughly as he leaned over me, pressing my hands even harder into the dirt and mud. “You’re exactly where you belong.”
Heat surged through my body. I knew there was nothing I could do to stop him. I was completely at his mercy.
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His movements became faster, harder, and I could feel the tension building within him.
He growled softly as he plunged even deeper into me, his grip on my hips tightening. Each thrust brought me closer to climax, making me forget everything else around us. There was only us, only this moment.
And then, with one last deep thrust, I felt him release within me.
It was hot, wild, and unrestrained, and my body responded with a wave of pleasure that overwhelmed me.
Everything was blurry, yet so intense that I felt like I was going to explode. Truly explode…
Orgasm in the Darkness: Hunter and Sexy Woman
His breath came in heavy pants as he leaned over me, his forehead pressed against mine.
He wasn’t gentle, he wasn’t tender, but that was exactly what I wanted, what I needed. In this darkness, in this moment, I belonged to him, and he had taken what was his.
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I still felt the tingling within me and the warmth from his passion inside me. And the heat of his body, so muscled and solid, made it a magical sensation.
Slowly, he released my hands, and I felt the blood returning to my fingers. The pain of the rope on my wrists was nothing compared to the lingering echo of his touch that still burned on my skin.
He stood, pulling me up with him as if I weighed nothing. He looked into my eyes, deeply, and I knew the game wasn’t over yet.
That night, in that secluded forest surrounded by dark hollows, there was no escape. And though I didn’t want to admit it, a part of me didn’t want to leave.
I was his prey, and he was the hunter. And in this wilderness, far from everything I knew, I was at his mercy. But perhaps, just perhaps, that was exactly what I had been searching for all along.
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