I'm happy people are liking this story. I have a plan, even if it may seem like a jumbled mess right now. Feedback is welcomed, as this is my first long-term smut work. Cheers, mate!
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A warm light pressed down onto the girl's slumbering frame. Blinking a few times, Jo opened her eyes, raising an arm to shield herself from the harsh rays. Sitting up, her hands gripped the bed sheets.
No. Not bedsheets.
She looked down at her hand, grasped firmly in plush, green grass. Wild flowers swayed in a light breeze, tickling her completely bare skin. Jo stood, staring in awe as a sheer, silk cloth began to wrap itself around her body. The wind helped to wrap the makeshift robe across her chest, but it did little to hide her nude curves. Her auburn hair whipped around her fae as she spun, taking in her surroundings.
A beautiful wildflower field in the center of a thicket of trees. She could hear the sound of a babbling brook off in the distance and birds chirping peacefully in the multitude of branches.
"I must be dreaming..." she spoke aloud, fingering the light material.
"Aye. That you are, little bird."
Jo turned to face the unfamiliar voice, coming face to face with a green-eyed and dark-haired man that had not been there a moment ago. His face was ruggedly handsome, even with the long scar running down the length of his face and through a clouded eye. But he was nothing compared to her Tanner. The man's full black suit and blood red tie gave off the impression of authority; of someone that would be willing to do anything to win. Jo took a step back from the stranger.
"Who are you? What do you want?" she wrapped her arms around her body, suddenly feeling too exposed for her liking. "That is of no concern to you. All you need to know, little Josette, is that I'm coming for you. And not even that mongrel of yours will be able to stop me from taking what I want." His words came from behind her.
How did he-?
Before she could retreat, the stranger's hands gripped her body. One arm snaked around her midriff, pulling her back to his chest, pinning her t him. The other hand gripped her right hand, his thumb stroking the mottled skin of her birthmark.
Jo tried to control her rapid heartbeat; tried to quell the rising fear she felt deep in her bones. This man, whoever he was, was seriously bad news. "This mark...You are destined to help my kind. With your death, we can live eternally. I's a wonder that mutt hasn't tried to do it already, seeing as how he is in the same predicament." Jo let out a whimper as he pressed his lips to her neck, placing a lust-filled kiss to the soft flesh.
I don't want to die...not now...
The man leaned his head close to her ear, inhaling her scent deeply. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment." Jo felt a growing bulge press against her lower back as the larger man pulled her body closer to his own. Try as she might, no matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape his vice-like grip. Her struggle only seemed to turn him on more than anything.
Tears welled in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She would not give this monster the satisfaction of breaking her.
The hand around her waist moved upwards until the stranger could cup Jo's breast. Jo squirmed against his grip more, but he only halted her movements with a hard squeeze to her plump bosom. "Such a bounty for one so tiny. It surely is my lucky..." His hand gave her breast ne more squeeze before making its way south. Jo clenched her legs, fearful of what this man would do to her. But his hand merely halted at her navel, running lazy fingers against the sheer-covered flesh.
"I could take you here and now. Fuck you until all you can do is scream and beg me for my cock. I could fuck every hole that you've got and fill you to the brim with my seed. And you would be powerless to stop me. I could force you to carry my child. Would you like that? To feel my seed planting itself inside of your womb and feeling my child grow in your fertility?" His lips pressed against her neck once more, his hot breath sending terrifying chills down her spine. Jo shook her head vehemently, reigning on the tears that threated to fall. Her fear was at an all-out high. "But I won't. At least, not today." Abruptly, he pulled away from Jo, letting her fall to her knees in the soft grass.
"Who...Who are you?" Her voice was tiny, trembling with fear. The stranger only smiled, flashing his perfectly white teeth. "You'll know in due time, little bird." His voice dripped with lust as he stared down at her barely covered body. Jo could only imagine his lewd thoughts, sending another shiver through her body.
Slowly, the stranger circled to stand before the girl. With a finger pressed under her chin, he lifted her gaze to meet his own. "Take a good look at my face. I want you to tell that beast of yours that I'm coming, and that he won't be able to protect you any longer. He'll know who I am and soon, you will too."
His finger traced up her cheek to press gently to her forehead. "For now, it's time to wake up, little bird. Now sing." A searing pain coursed through her very bones, causing Jo to let out a blood-curdling scream. A bright, golden light emitted from her body before becoming enveloped in darkness.
Josette awoke to darkness. Cruel, suffocating darkness. Her hands roamed the space on the bed beside her, finding it empty. And, by the coolness of the sheets, it had been this way for many hours at least.
She sat up on the bed, pulling the top sheet up to cover her breasts. "Tanner?" she called out softly, but was met with no answer. Once again, she called out his name. The stranger's words replayed in her mind as the feeling of isolation pressed down upon her.
He cannot save you...You are mine.
