Owning Her

Chapter One

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Being hunted was Vivian Nelson's favorite thing. There was just something so freeing about trusting someone to chase her like an animal. The steadily darkening sky made the Mississippi woods harder and harder to navigate, but she had spent her whole life playing in these woods. She dove underneath the log she used to hide under as a child, knowing it was big enough to cover her thick frame.

"I know you're there, kitten. I can see you," called the man chasing her. She knew if he caught her, she would be stripped naked and fucked right where he grabbed her at. "You've got about five seconds to get out from under that log and start running again, or our game will end."

With a resigned sigh, Vivian crawled out from underneath the fallen tree and started sprinting again. Her c-cup breasts bounced freely in her shirt—thanks to Greyson pulling off her bra from underneath her clothes—earlier as she ran to her next hiding spot.

"Got you," he said as his arms looped around her stomach. She tried to keep running, but Greyson lifted her off her feet like she didn't weigh one hundred and seventy pounds.

"Damn it, I thought I was faster," she panted out as Greyson cupped her cheek.

"You'll never really be faster than me," he teased as he set her back on her feet. "Now strip."

She did as he ordered while her green eyes remained fixed on his blue ones. Her shirt and skirt hit the ground, and Greyson pounced.

His hands grabbed her hips and hauled her off her feet again. They moved a few steps as he kissed Vivian roughly, devouring her. When her back pressed to a tree, she stopped kissing him. They both panted as she undid his pants. He moved back enough that his cock, not obscured by underwear now that his pants were gone, sprang up between them.

Just the sight of the long, thick, and already throbbing length had her getting wet. Greyson ground his cock between her folds, not yet slipping inside.

Vivian mewled with need as her fingers dug into Greyson's shoulders. "Please."

"You don't even want me to get you wet kitten?" His mouth trailed over her exposed breasts as darkness filled the woods faster as the sun sank behind the horizon. The greens and browns of the plants turned to greys and blacks as he sucked a nipple into his mouth.

"No, Sir, I just want you inside of me now. The chase is over; now comes your reward. Take it."

Needing no other urging, Greyson lined himself up with Vivian's pussy and buried himself inside of her in one swift thrust. Her slightly wet core clenched around him and got wetter.

"There's my good prey. Take my cock so well, and you'll get a reward of your own," Greyson cooed before sucking her nipple back into his mouth. His hips started their usual rough and quick pace as he fucked her into the tree.

Their mewls and growls, screams and sighs, and skin slapping skin filled the air alongside crickets. No light remained in the wood as his cock plunged into her again. And again. And again.

"How close are you?" He grunted as he slipped his hand between them and circled two fingers over her clit. His fingers moved with such ease, thanks to how much her core was gushing juices.

"So fucking close, sir," Vivian gasped out. Her breath came in short and painful pants now as the pleasure built tighter and tighter in her stomach.

"You know what to say," he reminded her and then bit down on her neck. He sucked the skin between his teeth and licked at it.