"Im going to fucking break you" Reston seethed.
"Please. Please. Please. I beg you. Don't hurt me." I cried taking steps back.
Blair Summers has always lived in fear due to her relentless stalker, a presence that has haunted her since her mother mar...
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Emerald's teeth sank into my upper breast, trailing with feral dominance and harshness toward my collarbone. Each bite stung sharply, a searing contrast against the cool air, yet a numb pleasure erupted, radiating through my body like wildfire. I want this. I need this. I breathed calmly, willing myself to focus on the present and not the impending departure that loomed over me like a dark cloud. The homesickness had already begun to gnaw at the edges of my consciousness, but his brutal, painful bites were a welcome distraction. I let him continue, each bite a jolt of sensation that kept my mind tethered to the here and now, drowning out the sorrow and anxiety of leaving soon.
Emerald's teeth sank deeper with an intensity that made me gasp. I'm going to miss him so much. His bite continued at my upper breast, and the sting was immediate and sharp, sending a jolt through my entire body nonstop. As he moved towards my collarbone, the harshness of his bites intensified, each one more brutal than the last. Pain flared up, raw and unrelenting, but there was something else too-an insidious, numb pleasure that erupted everywhere, making my skin tingle and my breath hitch. My stomach kept coiling as if ready to shoot.
His teeth scraped against my skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. At this point I was making weird noises that made me feel a tinge of disgust, embarrassment and maybe lust? I'm too young to feel such things but my hormones have been acting up ever since past few months. The pain was a relentless, throbbing ache, but beneath it, the pleasure grew, a strange, numbing sensation like a drug. I could take this forever. I could feel every inch of my skin come alive under his touch, each bite a reminder that I was here, now, in this moment but what bugged me was that I wasn't even able to define the emotions Emerald made me feel and yet I wanted him. I know I don't love him and he doesn't love me but whatever I was feeling was not normal. I breathed calmly, trying to let go of the thoughts of leaving soon, of the homesickness already tugging at my heart making it clench every time the thought evaded my mind.
His brutal, painful bites were my anchor, pulling me back from the edge of despair, making me focus on the present, on him, on us. Slowly the sleep took over my little tired brain and body.
In a lush, vibrant shrub of flowers, a little white rabbit hops merrily, her tiny paws barely making a sound on the soft earth. She sniffs the air, ears twitching, and nibbles on the petals of a daisy. Suddenly, she senses danger. Her head jerks up, eyes wide, and she spots the fox, its eyes fixed on her with a menacing intensity, his form much much larger than her own.
She hops forward a step, heart pounding, and turns around to see the fox take another slow, deliberate step. The fox's eyes never leave her, and with each movement, it seems to cast a spell, enchanting and paralyzing her with fear. Rabbit is in a crouched position, muscles are tense, head held flat to the ground, ears wide apart and flattened against the back, pupils dilated. .The rabbit forgets to run, both mesmerized and appalled by the fox's calculated approach.
