Page 69

I bolt. My newfound speed has a little giggle evaporating from me as I dash into the forest, the car park falling behind. Yet as I check over my shoulder, Xander is gone. I shiver and a jolt as excitement explodes through me.

Wrapping between trees and dodging fallen stumps and streams, the forest grows thicker and darker until the faint sunlight barely breaks through the canopy. It’s beautiful. The smells of fresh spring water and blooming moss on logs surround me as I push onwards.

Yet I can feel Xander’s eyes on me. I know he can see me, but he doesn't capture me. I can hear his footsteps as he chases close behind, until they fade into silence, and that’s when I scream out, too overwhelmed with thrill. I giggle wildly, turning a sharp corner and coming to a stop.

The forest is quiet as the trees sway above me and the wind easily whispers between the leaves. A shadow darts around me, and for a moment my entire body freezes until Xander’s scent meets me, and I relax. It doesn't help that my last memories of being a human was alone in the forest. But I know Xander is with me. He makes sure to snap a twig or shake a branch as he toys with me. Darting past in the blink of an eye or stopping right behind me, his chest pressed against my back.

“Found you.” He clutches my shoulders, “But this time I want you to actually try, sweetheart. You make it too easy for me.”

I roll my eyes. Fine, if he wants a challenge, I’ll give him one.

I’m gone in a second. Not giving him a chance to mock me any longer. Darting left and right, I circle back before taking another direction. But I know he’ll still find me. I’m leaving a perfect trail behind me.

That’s when I see it: the perfect fallen log, tilted upright. Pushing harder, I climb the wooden pile and launch myself high into the branches above the forest floor.

My nails elongate and I jump from tree to tree, making sure to stay downwind while checking the forest floor with an eagle eye. A crunch of a branch has me freezing. I don’t move a muscle as I watch Xander slink from a darkened crook of a tree, his helmet surveying the forest, right below me. He halts, his gaze trained on the floor at his boots. I can hear the way his heart skips a beat in his chest, and I can smell the heat of his lust.

Then he’s moving again. His boots crushing fallen leaves and sticks until he disappears into the murk of the forest. I smirk to myself and drop down from my spot in the tree. I must be getting better at this. But my win is short-lived as arms band around my chest, pulling me into a hot, hard body.

Grinding his length against my ass, I gasp, tasting Xander on my tongue. He tuts, “Too easy, little mate.”

I groan, both for Xander’s thick, hard cock that rubs against my crack, and also for the fact I lost so easily. He’s just too good. But I couldn’t be any more pleased. I’m right where I want to be.

“Take these off. I want you naked,” Xander’s voice growls through the helmet. I shiver as my fingers pluck the hem of my shirt and I lift it over my body.

“Why not cut it from me?” I bite my lip. But Xander tenses before dipping his head, resting the base of his helmet against my shoulder.

“Let me be very clear, little mate. The only thing that will be cutting into your skin today will be my fangs while you bounce on my cock.”

“F-Fuck,” I whimper, pulling the shirt over my head and dropping it to the floor. I kick off my boots but leave my socks on while I unbutton my pants and slide them down my thighs. My knees shake as the air licks ‌my exposed skin. My dick grows thicker by the second as it presses firmly against my underwear.

Shucking my pants, I straighten, thumbing my waistband and letting myself lean forward, pushing my ass against Xander’s groin as I step out of my underwear. Finally, besides my socks, I’m naked for him.

The feel of Xander’s smooth chest against my back has me whimpering and grinding back against him. “Fuck me.”

Xander slips his hands across my stomach, setting my skin on fire as he cups my balls and the base of my hard dick. His hands are huge compared to my length, but it feels so right to fuck into his palm.

“You’re so hard already. Fuck, feel how heavy your balls are, little mate.” Xander’s gruff laugh torments me, and it drives me insane. I thrust my hips harder into his hand, but he’s quick to halt me as he squeezes my base.

I whine, mewling like an animal in heat.

“Not yet, sweetheart. You’re going to do something for me first.” Xander’s voice drips with wickedness, and I tilt my head in confusion.

Something for him? If it involves his cock, he doesn't have to ask me twice.

“Anything,” I reply, fighting the desire to hump his fist. My dick twitches.

The forest is silent around us, and I wonder for a moment if hikers frequent these woods, but the idea of being watched has more heat pooling in my stomach, and my dick pulses with a deep ache.

“Crawl.” Xander’s voice cuts through my thoughts. “You’re going to crawl for me. And you’re going to follow me without a single complaint.”

I shiver and my knees shake. I’m falling to the ground without a sound, pressing my palms into the soft earth and perking my ass up at Xander, showing off my hole. His inhale is all I need to know just how much I affect him. Despite crawling through the dank earth, groveling at my vampire’s feet, I know he’d do the same for me in a heartbeat.

“Fuck, you’re perfect for me.” Xander palms his cock through his pants and I get an eyeful of that thick girth from the folds in the material. Yum.

Pointing over me, Xander directs where to go. I turn and begin to seductively crawl on all fours, making sure to keep my back arched and my hips swaying as I slowly creep through the forest. My skin burns where Xander watches me, my cheeks heating as I blush profusely. God, I love it when he watches me.

“How long, Sir?” I groan as my heavy balls tighten and my dick slaps at my inner thigh.