Shadow

When a man is thirsty, they find water to quench their thirst. When they want to get in the disposition, their sexual demands increment as they go berserk, not thinking straight. I believe in the concept of sexually compulsive behavior, particularly at a young age of men. The way you're feeling once you are foreseeing intimacy is controlled by our nerve framework. Our brain shuts down reasoning and logical behaviors. That's why the foremost safe thing to do when you're aroused is to masturbate alone. Be that as it may, if you're caged for two decades straight, not able to have human contact, and now that you're hungry for it, what will happen to the person you'll have intercourse with?

He can kill someone by just intercourse. Not to mention, he’s not a human at all.

As I felt his hands sliding down through my breast, I know I’m in trouble. I know he’s holding up for this minute as he found his potential prey.

Too bad, I am the prey.

We had an agreement, but I can't accept this. I know he can wreck me. He's tremendous, and I'm like an insect compared to him. The thought of him pummeling himself to my body, I can't help but screech in terror.

I’m still in love with his twin. I can’t give my body to him. It only belongs to Nathan.

“S-stop, I can’t do this.”

I stood upon the ground and turned my head to him. He ceased, and he showed me his teeth as he snarled, cliffhanger with intimacy. My eyes inadvertently looked down, and I saw his bulging erection that’s poking. He hasn’t got it out yet, but from the looks of it from here, I know it’s colossal.

“I thought you agreed to my terms? I ordered you to dispose of your clothes.” his jaw made a sound because it tightened. His forehead creased as he towered me.

“I-I know, but…I’m not prepared, and I’m-” before I may even wrap up what I am saying, he abruptly yanks me towards him. He holds my hand so hard it’s turning red. I groan in pain, but he doesn’t care. He would never care.

“Strip, or I’m going to snap your neck!” he thundered, then he pushed me with so much impact I landed on the ground, my skirt lifting. I looked at him as I attempted to get up and ran away from his threatening eyes that were scrutinizing my legs.

“Do you need me to slaughter you? Do you want me to end your life?! Do you need to see more sunlight?!”

I holler when he gets on top of me. He didn’t do anything that’s against my will yet, but the way his eyes are penetrating right through my soul as if he’s prepared to do despoliation on me. When I didn’t reply to his dice of questions, his body changed into his half-wolf form. He showed me his sharp claws then he slashed my chest, tearing my shirt open.

“Please! Stop!” I attempted to halt him, but he pinned down both of my arms on the ground, and he caged my body between his torso and two massive long-legged.

“There’s no escape, woman.”

I cried in vanquish as I nodded my head. His eyes scanned my face, looking at each corner of it, when his gaze landed on my lips. He hurled a sigh of relief and then returned to his average body. I still couldn’t accept the fact he could shape shift into a wild creature. Whenever I had the chance to look into his eyes, I continuously remembered my dream. They were captivating and menacing at the same time.

But I saw something I couldn't put my finger into. Something he’s yearned for for a long time that’s been out of league because it was pushed on the exceptionally deep end of the pit.

He crossed his arms and held up for me. I was anticipating he would constrain himself to me, but nothing happened. He observed me calmly underneath him. I swallowed as I attempted to cover up my uneasiness. Even though I want to take a flight from this place, I don’t have any other choice. I need to survive, and I hope he won’t murder me after this. He would let me live my life. He would let me proceed.

“J-just…don’t murder me after this, please,” I argued as I began to tear off my shirt since he now tore it open with his claws prior. I know it’s a doltish choice to let him, and he can slaughter me right here. The truth is I am more frightened of death.

Even with the traumas that will hunt me for the rest of my life, I will still choose to live.

The minute he saw my naked chest, he gaped at it, as in the event he hadn’t seen a breast before. He looked more anxious than I was, but he shook it away as he grabbed them forcefully, making me separate my mouth with pleasure and pain.

“Open your mouth.”

I didn’t do what he told me, so he embedded his fingers inside my mouth as he brought down his head on my chest, sucking and giving each the attention. My body was in paradise, but my mind and feelings were tossed in hell. I bit my lip to halt myself from balling since my eyes sting from crying too much.

I almost yelled in shock when he spread my legs. He looked up and our eyes met. He stopped what he was doing as he examined my face.

“I want you to moan. Moan like you are in pure pleasure, ecstasy…bliss. I want you to enjoy this.”

Before I may even say anything, he pushed himself inside me. I closed my eyes and felt the heat rushing through my system as I arched my back and held onto his massive biceps. However, he didn’t like being touched since he had both my arms using his one hand and pinned them over my head as he pushed inside me, carefully examining my expression.

Even though I don't want to make a noise to satisfy him, there's something the way he pushed himself to me makes my inner parts go wild. I bit my bottom lip, restraining my moans as he went more profound and more out of control. He strenuously snatched my jaw and met my lips. He kissed me with brutality as he lapped, sucked, and tasted every corner of my mouth. He's about to come since his phase is accelerating, and my part down there's getting sore.

“S-stop-” he didn’t let me wrap up as he grabbed my neck. He’s gasping and grunting. His lips are twitching. We’re nearly there.

Before I could reach my limit, he all of a sudden stopped. My body ached since I was so near to my limit when he stood up, letting me have a great view of his body that’s been carved by an incredible craftsman. His eyes shone when the moon suddenly reflected on it. I tried my best not to look at the thing that was waving at me. No wonder I feel so sore down there. Even though I’m not even paying attention to it, it’s huge in my peripheral view.

“That’s enough.”

He left me there, confused. I slowly got up, thinking, what happened to him? I know he’s nearly there since I felt his thing growing and jerking inside me. I felt a shivering sensation underneath. I looked down and saw how red my internal thighs were.

He’s out of my sight. I think he’s gone. This is my cue to run away and leave him. I stood up, but my legs wobbled. I reviled underneath my breath. I can’t walk. How am I going to escape?

“You can go now.”

I turned around to confront Ethan crossing his arms and leaning against the door frame. I can’t read what he thinks as he looks at me as if I’m just an object he used. I don’t know if he’s joking, but his eyes tell otherwise, or he would change his mind if I didn’t do what he said.

I didn’t waste any more time as I tried to stand straight and run away, even if my legs were shaking so horrendously. I looked at him from my shoulder and saw him following me with his dull eyes. He seems uninterested in me escaping from his territory. Seconds that turned into minutes, he didn’t follow me back. I sighed in alleviation. I anticipated he would cage me in his place, but he must’ve thought I was not worthy of being his toy.

I lurched in the woods, attempting to keep my balance in place as I kept on venturing something sharp. I embraced myself as I broke free from his captivating gaze that I could still feel. I’m only wearing his white shirt that reaches over my knee. Underneath it, I’m not wearing anything. The wind cruelly whispered in my ears, and my lips trembled. It’s cold.

I looked up ahead and saw someone strolling in my direction. He’s holding a torch in his hand, looking for something. I let out a deep sigh of relief when I saw somebody. Thank god! I’m safe!

“Help! Please!”

The man halted in his position when he heard somebody. He turns his head, looking where I am. I waved my hands to get the ancient man’s consideration. When his look landed on mine, he halted, and his nose wrinkled. I couldn’t be provoked by what expression he was making when he saw me, but I waved it off.

“Sir! Please help me! I need your help!” I clasp my hands together while asking. His eyes meandered all through my body from head to toe as he didn’t say anything.

“Sir…” my voice toned down when he tossed the torch away, and he tried to seize me compellingly on my arm. He’s not talking, but his threatening eyes tell me something else. I was about to run absent since the way he looked at me as if he wanted to eat me alive made my heart beat so fast.

“NO! PLEASE!”

I can’t accept this. I want to ask for help, but this is what I get. I was about to run away from him when he drifted over me and attempted to kiss me on my neck. I pried away from his grasp, but he punched me on my stomach, making me choke on my spit, and hurled in pain.

“H-help…” my vision get hazy, and my arms dropped on the ground as he began to caress my legs. I need to get away from his hold, but he’s sitting on my stomach.

I turned my head in another direction and saw a towering figure of a man walking towards us. I raised my hand, attempting to reach for help, but my head spun, and I couldn’t hold on any longer.

Before I passed out, the man vanished into thin air.