Strangers in the Night: My Broken Heart Prey Predator Page 3

  Just last month the Mr. of the duo, the hunky Dylan was caught smooching with his very pregnant wife as he helped her into their car. Here’s wishing this couple a speedy birth and a happy and healthy.

  In other news, Amos Jones has been finally released from the mental institution where he’s been undergoing evaluation. The once up and coming actor has been in and out of such establishments since his as yet unsolved vicious attack in his Hollywood Hills home a few short months ago.

  Rumor has it that his career is over and that his life was barely spared when someone broke into his home and attacked him, leaving him severely broken. The actor suffered massive head trauma and lost sight in one eye, but the gossip vine says that the worse injury of all, and the thing that sends him back to those psych wards, is his missing manhood. Apparently it was never found…”

  My wife looked at me as if expecting a reaction, but those days were long gone. I reached for the remote and clicked it off before going back to helping her with her breathing exercise.

  Our son was born five minutes before his sister. Maxine and Max.

  PREY

  Chapter One

  The night breeze was soothing against her flushed skin; turning over in the warmth of her silk-sheeted bed, she sighed as her nipples pressed into the fullness of the plump pillow. She was caught between sleep and wake as the thought of sleeping with the French doors open left her uneasy, but with the blackout that had hit the state in the late evening hours, her little vacation hideaway had become a sauna.

  There were no other houses around for at least half a mile, the nearest one being unoccupied as yet for the summer. She’d walked around some when she first arrived the day before and was pleasantly surprised to find she had the small little inlet to herself for at least another few days.

  She needed the peace and serenity for her writing, but with the blackout came unwarranted fears. Fears she wouldn’t have had had she been back in the city. Oh well, she was here now and it was about a three hour drive back.

  As her body gave in to the sweet lure of slumber she heard the call of the whippoorwill in the trees outside, just as a smattering of raindrops hit the tin roof of the rustic cabin she’d rented for the rest of the summer.

  Spreading her legs as she laid on her stomach, she finally gave in to the call of sweet surcease. There was no one here after all; she was safe enough.

  He’d seen her on her walk that first day, yesterday was it? Seems longer somehow. Having believed he was alone here, he’d been surprised when she’d almost walked up on him.

  At first he’d meant to call out to her, alert her to his presence but something had stopped him. Some unforeseen, as yet unknown force had compelled him to keep his silence and instead hide his presence from the breathtakingly beautiful woman in the sunflower summer dress.

  His cock had come to attention as her scent had reached him on the breeze from the bay, a silent call that only he could hear. It had been some time since he’d felt that rush; that pull on the senses.

  It was a heady feeling and he felt the excitement beat away in his chest as his thoughts ran wild. What would she taste like? Would her pussy carry that same scent of raspberries that was even now assaulting his senses?

  It had been some time since he’d approached a member of the opposite sex; well except for the ones he hired to fulfill his needs. Not many understood his wants in matters of the flesh. His last conquest had lasted a mere two months, which had soured him on the whole relationship thing.

  He found it much easier to procure his bedmates through the services of the highly priced organization he was a member of. There he could enjoy the lust that drove him without inhibition or limitation.

  Chapter Two

  Good, she’d left the French doors open for him, one last worry. It didn’t bother his conscience that what he was about to do was considered a crime, he didn’t see himself as a criminal. Besides what he had planned would more than make up for it in the end.

  He just wasn’t in the habit of denying himself anything he wanted and the moment her scent had called to him she’d been his. He knew what that meant, had been losing all hope that this day would ever come. Who was to know that it would come on a hot night in the Louisiana Bayou?

  He watched her now as she slept sprawled in the middle of the large bed the only light that of the moon, which sent a swath of color across her naked back.

  His cock was already hard and hurting as he released it from the running shorts he’d thrown on. He’d laid out on his hammock listening to the gators as they splashed in the water and the occasional panther as it cried into the night. Biding his time, waiting for the sun to go down.

  All day he’d been in an almost frenzy, wanting to go to her, to claim what was finally his. The only thing that had kept him calm was the knowledge that she could not escape. He’d blocked off the little dirt track, which was the only way in and out of this part of the Bayou. The long log was too much for one little girl to move on her own.

  He was surprised and amazed that she’d chosen to stay here on her own; she didn’t look the type. At barely five three, she was a tiny little thing, compared to his six-two frame. But that’s the way he liked it. Though he now gravitated towards statuesque women for obvious reasons, his preference had always been women like her.

  He had to move fast now there was no time to waste. If the legend was right, then this one would be as aware of him as he was her. She would scent him in much the same way he had her. He knew it by heart and knew that unlike his instant recognition, it would take her some time before she knew and accepted her mate.

  His cock grew even longer at the implications of that. It meant for the first few times he might have to take her by force. The sheet she’d covered herself with was no barrier for his quick fingers as he slowly lowered it, making sure to keep his touch light as the breeze of the wind.

  He slid it down until he could see the deep vee between her thighs from behind. The way she laid, with one knee bent and the other straight gave him the perfect advantage. He wasted no time climbing onto the bed and lying himself flat against the mattress, his mouth going straight to her exposed pussy. How nice was it of her to have his meal all laid out and at the ready for him.

  If she’d been wearing clothes he’d have had a fight on his hands to be sure.

  He knew the second she awakened, it was when his tongue went deep inside her pussy, searching for the barrier that needed to be there lest her throttle her before they even got started. It was one of the reasons he’d almost given up on the legend; who could find a virgin in this day and age? He had no idea of her age, he knew she was old enough and that was enough for him.

  When she tried to rear up and escape the evading tongue in her pussy, that’s when he went into action and did what he was supposed to in the first place. It’s just that he had been so distracted by the sight of her pink gash.

  He retrieved the sashes he’d brought with him after he’d thought long and hard about how to handle this side of things. The first went around her eyes in the dark. It wasn’t time for her to see his face. he wasn’t too worried about her screams, only the gators were around to hear them now.

  Next he bound her hands behind her back, though he longed for the feel of her nails digging into his flesh as he fucked her hard and deep, but that would have to come later. He left her feet alone; he was going to need all the room he could get to fit in there.

  He uttered not a word nor sound as he went about his task, methodically rendering her helpless, while being as careful as he could not to harm her. One did not harm what was essentially one’s heart.

  When she was well and truly trussed, he debated between going back to his meal of pussy juice or inhaling her magnificent scent into his lungs; the scent that would be next to him, for the rest of his life. He chose the scent for now; his fingers would have to take over for his tongue.

  He buried his nose in her neck and inhaled deeply making his cock grow in length and w
idth. His excitement was such that he plunged his fingers too far too soon and she screamed out in pain. He could feel the terror in her and it bothered him, but he knew this was the only way.

  “Shh, little darling, do not be afraid, I’m only here to love you.” He lifted his wrist to her nose so she could get his scent, and let her transformation begin. It wasn’t long before he felt the slight easing, but he knew it would be a while, maybe even days before she gave in completely.

  He dragged his nose and tongue down her back until he was once again at the place where he begun. He was sure to be gentle with his large hands as he lifted her hips to bring her to his hungry mouth. His dick was bent against the mattress it’s length too much to stand up in this position.

  He measured her depth with hit three-inch tongue before easing two large fingers inside of her. There it was; his heart slowed a little, it was true then, his search was over. He would’ve relaxed and enjoyed the moment but he had work to do.

  He hated to give up her taste on his tongue, but there would be plenty of time for that later, best he get the other over and done with. He left her pussy and knelt between her thighs. Taking her ass in his hands, he shifted her so that she was now completely turned on her stomach, with her ass in the air; held there by his strong hands.

  He let his extremely stiff cock find its own way into her tiny hole, and the thought ran through his mind that it wouldn’t be small for much longer. He regretted that there might be some tearing this first time and reassured himself that the salve he had brought for just that reason would do the job of healing.

  Chapter Three

  What is that thing? Is that? It can’t be? She felt herself being lifted from the bed with the sheer length of whatever it was that he was forcing inside of her. At first she couldn’t believe that it was what she thought, a man’s cock wasn’t supposed to be that long or that thick was it? But she felt the pulse in it as it tried to fit inside her and she knew; it was monstrous, was he…

  She tried to fight her body’s natural instinct but it was no use. It seemed the fear made it even harder to resist, which made no sense. Her body was producing more liquid heat than usual and at a much faster rate, and it seemed to have something to do with his scent. From the moment he’d passed his wrist beneath her nose her pussy had start to quiver and seek what…

  “Ahhhh…she couldn’t hold back the cry of distress as he almost split her in two. The pleasure pain of feeling all of that sliding into her made her eyes cross and her limbs tremble, no way was her knees going to be able to hold her up. Good thing his hands were there.

  He made some kind of sawing motion into her pussy, making her juices make a squishing sound with each thrust, as they made way for him. And then she felt the tearing of her innocence and screamed bloody murder. His roar was almost as loud as her screams.

  “Shh, it will be over soon I promise.” She could feel his cock beating inside her, like a little heartbeat all its own. She blew air in and out of her lungs as she tried to make sense of what was going on. Was it another one of her dreams? It didn’t feel like it, this one felt real. She could feel the burn from his penetration this time where before it was never like this.

  Always before the dream would end before he breached her, just when he was about to in fact. She would awaken frustrated and needy, in heat really. But this, this had gone beyond anything she’d seen in the night.

  It was the dreams that had sent her here, sort of. She wasn’t sure if she’d been running from or to them when she decided to make the trip, all she knew was that there was something waiting for her in her dreams in the Louisiana Bayou. His cock moving again brought her back to the present.

  He pulled her back after what felt like four inches was buried deep inside her pussy and kept going. There was no way…

  ***

  He fed her his cock inch by inch, taking his time even though he wanted to plunge into her depths over and over. As claiming went this one was tame but he wasn’t about to hurt her for the world. Already she was crying out for the pain and he wasn’t even halfway yet. He knew he had to feed her his whole cock this first time though it was the only way.

  With her face and shoulders pressed into the bed and her ass high, she was in the perfect position for what he had to do. “I’m sorry I hurt you.” He said the words right before he plunged the rest of his fourteen inches into her belly.

  The scream that rent the air was both musical and accusing to his ears. Her blood ran down his cock as his heart went into overdrive; finally. He didn’t move for what felt like forever, choosing instead to give her time to adjust.

  To give her pleasure, as much as he was enjoying with her tight cunt wrapped around his cock, he reached for her clit and a tit. There was no more need for his hands on her ass holding her in place; she was well and truly pinned by his massive cock.

  His manipulation of her clit and nipple soon had her body leaking again and he relaxed. Although he knew she might not enjoy this first time as much as he, he wanted to lessen her pain.

  He was pleased to feel her move back against him as if seeking his cock with her little pussy, so he gave her what she sought. His fingers never stopped moving on her clit, or teasing her tit into hardness. Her moans were filled with pleasure and a tinge of pain, which he must admit was music to his ears, but they weren’t done yet.

  Closing his eyes, he felt around inside her with his dick for what he sought. She was grunting with his fucks in and out of her by now, the sounds animalistic as her ass moved wildly, sometimes seeking escape, sometimes searching for more cock. There, right there, beyond the rubbery surface of her cervix, past the slight opening to her womb. How was he going to fit? It seemed next to impossible, but the legend said…

  “Argh…” his loud roar tore through the night when he found it, that place deep inside her that only he could fill. She was the only woman on the face of the earth made specifically to take him and after thirty-two years he finally believed.

  “Yes-yes-yes, fuck I found you.” He wanted to laugh and shout but he had a breeding to commence. There was no turning back now, “you belong to me.” He wasn’t interested in her acceptance or denial. Legend had it that some of the women fought their possession until they were brought to heel.

  He wasn’t interested in playing cat and mouse with his pussy. He’d been on a steady diet of pussy three times a day since he learned how to fuck as a young boy. Then he’d started growing and the number of women willing to let him anywhere near their cunts had started dwindling after they saw the size of his cock.

  There were times he thought he would go mad from want of a nice tight cunt, but there was nothing for it; until he found the club a few years ago. Still, there was no real companionship there, just a fuck with a different partner three times a day. It usually left him cold. But this, this was what he’d been waiting for.

  He guessed he could’ve gone into porn as some kind of novelty, but somehow he did not see the distinguished members of his family going for that, they balked at his racecar driving, that would probably have sent them over the edge.

  When her body was starting to accept his more easily, or as easily as it were possible for her to do, he really started to fuck. With his head thrown back and her hips now once again held firmly in his hands, he slid in and out of her, using most of his meat to soften her pussy walls.

  She wasn’t exactly pushing back to meet his thrusts but she was more relaxed and her screams were less pain filled. “I’m going to love breaking in this pussy in the next few days.” His words sent shock waves through her body. What did he mean? Was he planning on coming back?

  She tried not to move, not to encourage him, but he was being so careful and his cock was beginning to feel so good inside her, that she couldn’t help herself. There were tears of frustration and joy on her face as he slid his cock to her like he’d known her his whole life.

  She was amazed that her body could accept his size, her virgin pussy felt abused and yet so
good. “I want you to spread your legs for me little darling.” His hand came down to help her spread to ease the pressure on her pussy. He could feel the strain she was under and since she had become his possession and thus his responsibility in the last hour or so her comfort was his only concern.

  With her legs spread wider it was easier for him to fuck her the way he wanted to, though he still held himself in check and didn’t slam her newly awakened pussy the way he wanted to. “I’m going to change the ties on your hands now, I don’t want you to hurt, but if you disobey me or try anything I will punish you.”

  He released her hands and worked the kinks out, but as soon as she got the feeling back in her hands she tried to pull off his dick to run. His hand came down hard once on the soft flesh of her curvy ass. Holding her arms out stretched beneath his in front of her on the bed, he brought his front in close to her back and slammed his cock into her hard.

  Her mouth opened in a silent scream that once released would’ve carried to the neighbors if there’d been any. “I warned you.” He whispered in her ear as soon as she quieted down. “You and I, we’re not like everyone else, if you try to run it will set something dangerous off inside me, I could hurt you. For both our sakes, please don’t run.”

  She didn’t know what he was talking about, what did he mean ‘you and I?’ she held still after that smack and that pounding thrust that had taken him even deeper into her. How far was he going to go, and would she be able to take it, or will he destroy her?

  He pulled out until just the fat head of his cock was left inside and she felt every vein, every ridge. The hard line that ran along the underside of his cock rubbed against her pulverized pussy walls and drool pooled in her mouth. Her pussy muscles clenched as if trying to suck him back in and she cried out when he slid his too fat cock back inside her.