Werewolf in Erotica

Running as fast as she could she tried to escape the monster. She could hear him crashing through the bushes and weeds, getting closer, almost within reach. Her lungs burned and she couldn’t catch her breath, couldn’t scream. She felt the sting in her scalp as he caught her hair in his fist, jerking her backwards into the ground. Whimpering she tried to scramble to her feet but he was on top of her before she could even move. His claws dug into her wrists as she tried to buck him off of her. She didn’t want to open her eyes, didn’t want to see how big the monster actually was, but not knowing was even worse. She lifted her chin up and stared into his red eyes, shivering when she heard him growl low in his throat. The werewolf’s mouth opened, and she screamed as he lowered his head to her throat knowing he was going to kill her right there. She struggled in his grip as his fangs scraped across her throat, barely breaking the skin. He slowly drug his tongue across the marks, the feeling rough along her skin. She got one hand free, and tried to dig her fingers into his eyes. He growled louder this time, and grabbed her wrist in his mouth. His jaw was so strong he could break her arm with one bite. She started sobbing as he grabbed her wrist again, pinning both of them down with one hand. Using the claws on his other hand, he ripped her shirt and bra down the middle. Pushing it aside, he used one nail to trace around her breast in large circles. He increased the pressure as he got closer to her nipple till a thin trail of blood followed his finger. Her skin burned, like it was on fire. She couldn’t escape the feeling, each shuddering breath she took pressed his nail deeper into her skin. When he lifted his hand, she begged him to let her go. She’d do anything to make him stop, to let her live. He ignored her pleas and reached down to her shorts. He shifted his weight off her, and she felt the fabric tear as he ripped them off. Kicking her legs, she tried to reach any part of him she could, but he pinned her body with his own again. He was so big, she couldn’t move him. He let go of her arms, and growled at her loud enough to make the hair on her body stand up. Knowing if she hit him he’d easily kill her, she left them there. The gleam in his red eyes was powerful and she was mesmerized by it. She wanted to obey him, wanted to submit to his power. He grabbed her thighs and spread them open, bruises immediately forming from his strong grip. He pushed into her and she felt like she was being ripped apart. He was too big, too much. She brought her hands down to his chest and tried to shove him off. His soft chest hair didn’t match the rough act, it was smooth and silky on her fingers. As she pet him she heard him growl again, this time the sound vibrated inside her. He brought one huge hand up and wrapped it around her throat as he pounded into her body. Her vision started to blur and turn black around the edges.....