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“Oww!” I cried out and came to a sudden halt. Something sharp impaled my left foot, causing me to bite my bottom lip hard.
My breath rattled in my chest as I lowered my body onto the ground. Fallen leaves crunched underneath me, sounding too loud in my ears. Checking my foot, I saw a small but sharp twig sticking out from my heel.
“Not again,” I moaned as a sharp pain shot through my foot.
I’d barely made it through the row of trees bordering the estate and I was already injured. Blood trickled over my dirty sole as painful gasps escaped me.
Gripping the twig, I gave it a hard tug.
A groan escaped me as the splinter was pulled out from my flesh. A little more blood seeped out from the wound. Ithurt.
“I have to keep going,” I moaned, forcing myself on my feet again. Moans and gasps escaped me as I hobbled forward, trying to be careful about where I put my feet.
Soon, it became evident there was no point. The forest floor was littered with splinters and sharp rocks. Walking barefoot any further would cause me more injury.
“Are you done running yet?” A deep, familiar voice spoke from somewhere behind me.
Whirling around, I gasped at the sight of the man before me.
The scars of Yakim’s bunched together and twisted as he gazed at me. A second later, I realized he was smiling. His piercing blue eyes stabbed through me, pinning me on the spot.
How could he get here so fast?I wondered while my heart hammered in my chest. He hadn’t been behind me. No one had been chasing me. Unless he could make himself invisible somehow, it was impossible for him to be here without my notice.
Maybe hewasa beast from one of the fairy tales I grew up reading. There was no escaping him until I’d paid the price for my brother’s sins.
In the story, the princess kissed the beast and turned him into a gorgeous, handsome prince. Would my kiss erase Yakim’s scars?Not even in your dreams, my mind scoffed at me, spiking my terror.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I took deep, lungfuls of air, and forced myself to move. My feet slowly retreated. The moment I felt like I could move again, I turned around and fled.
I ran through the maze of trees, leaping over the leaf-covered ground. Branches whipped at my face, my breathing getting louder and more labored. Fear throbbed through me, making me forget about the pain in my injured foot.
“Chasing you is more arousing than having you chained up,” Yakim’s husky voice sounded right behind me.
“No,” I moaned, trying to run faster.
My foot caught onto a stray root, sending me flying forward. I fell with a heavy thud. Pitiful moans escaped me. The fall disoriented me, making it difficult to get back on my feet again.
“I told you not to run,” Yakim spoke in my ear. “All you’ve done is tire yourself when I’m only getting started.”
A startled scream escaped me as my head whipped around and found Yakim kneeling beside me.
Pushing him, I tried to run but he grabbed my arm roughly and slapped a hand over my mouth. I struggled against him but he shoved me back on the ground.
He lowered me further, forcing me to lie on my belly. Straddling my legs with his thighs, he used his weight to pin me down. My face brushed against the moldy leaves on the forest floor as I inhaled the smell of wet earth and dried grasses.
“Stop fighting me,” he growled and bit the back of my neck. His teeth plunged into the soft flesh hard enough to make it hurt.
Writhing underneath him, I cried out. “Let go!”
“You thought it’d be easy to run from me?” He grated through clenched teeth. “How dare you eventry?” His hand reached between us and fumbled with the hem of my dress, hiking it up.
A cool draft skimmed over my exposed ass cheeks. “Stop! Please,” I whimpered.
“This is probably a good position for you, Lucia,” he said in an icy tone that sent my terror spiking. “This way, you won’t be disgusted by my ugly face.”
“Please, stop,” I sobbed as he thrust two fingers into my pussy. The wet, squelching sound it made had me squeezing my thighs tighter.
Rough chuckles escaped him. “You were always so sweet and innocent, Lucia. Who knew you’d turn out to be a sexy, little masochist who enjoys pain and fear?”
