Time to finish what we started 15 years ago.
As if on cue, the thick forest suddenly opened up to a small clearing with a stream cutting through it. I ran until I reached the bank before turning to face the creature chasing me.
And my past.
Every atom of my being believed this was exactly where I was meant to be—deep in the forest, beneath the moonlight, and ready to reenact a scenario that had haunted my dreams for almost two decades.
With a different ending this time.
Oren approached me on all fours, his yellow eyes unblinking as I lowered myself to the ground and spread my legs in invitation. I expected him to speak—to show his more human side now that the primal chase was over. Instead, he simply raised a paw and tore through my tank and shorts with razor-sharp claws.
Well, if that’s how you want to play…
Low growls escaped both of us as he lowered his snout to my pussy, nuzzling against me, bathing himself in my wetness. His large tongue ran through my folds—occasionally entering me to gather more cream—until I was a writhing, sweaty, panting mess.
Oh, no…
What if…
I froze, realizing he still hadn’t spoken to me.
What if he doesn’t know who I am?
“O-Oren?” I hesitantly asked, propping myself up on my elbows to gaze down at the creature going to town between my thighs. “Are you still… in there?”
That searing gaze snapped to mine and remained there as he began gracefully moving up my body. With his face directly above mine, I could see how soaked his fur was—could smell myself on him—but I knew I needed to hit the brakes until he replied.
If he can reply...
“I’m here, Billie,” he finally murmured, and I exhaled in relief as he lowered his head again to nip at my earlobe. “Although I am struggling to control my beast. He wants to… claim you.”
Why is that so hot?
Oren shifted his weight, and I inhaled sharply as his cock dragged over my pussy. “Let me see you,” I gasped, pawing at his fur, desperate to get a good look at what he was working with.
With an amused huff, Oren sat back on his haunches and sassily placed his hands on his hips—posing for me while I lecherously looked him over.
His dick was enormous.
To be fair, it was proportional to the rest of him, but to actually see it rising out of his luxurious coat made this surreal situation real.
His shaft and balls were covered in the same black fur as the rest of him, although it was sparse enough for me to spy the dark skin beneath. The crown was bare and tinged an angry red—as if it had just emerged—pulsing and weeping thick pre-cum. Dripping for me.
But the star of the show was the large protrusion at the base—a fancy accessory I knew well, thanks to my monster romance books and personal toy box.
I KNEW IT!
“I need you inside me,” I croaked. “Now.”
My body was shivering uncontrollably, as if I might actually perish if I didn’t get dicked down by monster cock, stat. Oren shuddered as he lowered himself over me again—as though he were just as affected as I was.
I hope he is…
“Little flower,” he crooned, teasing my opening with just the tip of his cock as he brushed his mouth over mine. “Are you certain you want this?”
“Yes, Oren—I want this,” I rasped, shamelessly rubbing myself against him wherever our bodies touched, practically purring. “I want you. Please…”
With a growl I felt in my soul, Oren rolled his hips forward, impaling me in one torturously slow stroke.