Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Animals.
They were truly animals.
As I was positioned on all fours, I knew my path had been laid before me. The clouds looming were about to unleash a storm strong enough to rip apart the woman I once was.
The ground was wet beneath my knees and palms, and gave slightly with my weight. The cool air against the bare flesh of my most intimate places, made all the more obvious by the position I was in, was a jolt to my soul. I had to fight. I couldn’t just let this man take me like an animal mates with another.
Attempting to crawl away before Grimm mounted me from behind, my feeble attempt was met with a harsh slap to my vulnerable behind.
“There is no choice in this,” his deep, husky voice said from behind me. “Accept the fate that has been presented before us. What is done is done. What has to happen, has to happen. You can’t fight this and win. We are all cursed.”
He slapped me one more time to accentuate his point, but I had already stopped trying to crawl away. His stinging correction was a warning, a warning that I didn’t want to ignore.
“Please don’t do this,” I pleaded. Trying to flee was a lost cause, but maybe begging would cast some light on the man’s shadowed conscience.
“Now, Grimm! Before we make the decision for you, and not wait our turn,” a voice from one of the watchers called out.
Grimm took hold of my hips as he positioned himself behind me, spreading my legs wide as he kneeled between them. I didn’t need to turn my head to know that his bottom half was bare. I felt the hardness of his sex press up against my ass, demanding so much more.
“Some things must occur,” he said as his hand dipped between the folds of my sex, rubbing up and down in a soft caress. “We stopped resisting a long time ago. It’s best you do as well.”
“This does not have to happen,” I argued, wanting to slap away his hand, but also feeling as if my palms needed to remain where they were.
His touch didn’t hurt, but it violated everything I’d once believed to be right. He was a stranger. No vows had been made. No promises of forever. No commitment in a ceremony. And as my pussy seemed to welcome his touch, I gasped as the realization hit me that my body was betraying me. This demon and his dark magic had taken hold, and a wicked delight throbbed in ways I had never experienced.
“Yes, my village sacrifice. Get that pussy nice and wet for me. The readier you are, the easier this will be for you.”
His vile words only seemed to make my sex pulsate more. The slickness of my arousal was spread all around. Without warning, Grimm’s finger penetrated my opening. The shocking invasion had me crying out, though the cry wasn’t one of pain or even disgust. It was unfamiliar just as the sensations sizzling over my body were.
Witchcraft? Sorcery? The darkest forces were clearly at play.
In and out, his finger pumped and spread my tight little hole. The stinging, but also delightful, bite forced a soft moan from my lips. I wanted him to stop. No…I wanted him to continue. No…stop. No…continue on.
“Why?” I squeaked.
Why was my body reacting the way it was?
Why was I no longer afraid?
Why was I consumed by sinful thoughts?
Why did this devil have a hold on me, and why wasn’t I convinced that I wanted to ever be released?
Grimm pulled his finger out of my pussy, leaned over me, and placed his fingertip to my lips. I could smell my musky scent as he pressed it into my mouth.
“Why?” he said in a low voice, so low I thought only I could hear it. “Because we all do what we must to keep the darkness away. Even if it means allowing the darkness to swallow up our souls.”
Feeling his finger move along my tongue, I tasted the depraved nectar caused by the mastery he had just performed on my body. It was so wrong and shameful, yet my pussy dripped even more.
“And because we are beasts. Though you may see us as men, trust me, we are as from from being men as any could be. Whether you like it or not, each one of us will claim you in all ways. The urge is too strong to deny.”
“All ways?” I asked as he pulled his finger out of my mouth, rubbing the wetness along my lips.
“Yes. We will claim this hole”—he plunged his finger back into my mouth—“and we will claim this hole.” He then moved his wet finger to the entrance of my anus. He pressed hard enough to apply pressure, but didn’t break the surface. “And then we will claim this pussy of yours. Each one of us.”