The Royal Mark-Chapter 119: Run Now!
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"Run! Fucking run now!"
Elsa jumped and lurched out of the room in fear. It was her first time to see a werewolf’s true form and it scare the shit out of her. Chris’ werewolf form was huge and it was black plus his red eyes were too much to process. Anyone that would see him would definitely piss their pants off.
"Shit, shit, shit!" Elsa ran as fast as she could towards the kitchen while holding onto her thick skirt. She looked for the nearest door she could find and that happened to be the back door leading to the back porch.
She ran straight to it and thanked the heavens for it was not locked. She ran for her life, her heart was beating so fast that she didn’t know if she was still breathing. She heard a loud growl behind but she didn’t want to look back since she was afraid that he might catch up.
She ran through the woods without knowing where would it lead her. Thorns, branches, and sharp leaves of grass tore her dress and cut the skin of her legs but she didn’t stop. She kept on running until she felt the back of her skirt get stuck into something behind her.
She glanced back and her eyes widened when she saw the huge black werewolf towering behind her with one of his claws punched into her skirt preventing her from running away. Her knees trembled as she tried to run away one more time. She was so scared seeing how primal and animalistic the lust in his eyes was.
She wanted to get away and finally remembered what Hoven said. She mustered all her strength and with one abrupt movement she pulled her dress from his claws causing it to tear apart. But she doesn’t care, she runs back towards the house aiming for the gazebo that’s surrounded by mountain ash.
Chris didn’t move from his spot and Elsa heard him laugh-- a sadistic laugh. And from that moment, she instantly knew that he was giving her time to run. He was loving the chase... He was hunting... Hunting her. He’s the big bad wolf and she’s little red ridding hood...
"Damn you, Chris!" she shouted while running towards the gazebo. She felt relieved when she finally saw it, it was not far from her grasp. She saw black ash circling the gazebo and immediately stepped into it.
Elsa heard the ripping sound of fabric when she finally stepped into the circle knowing that Chris was already behind her. She felt triumphant that she was able to reach the gazebo on time and glanced back to give him a smug.
But before she could turn around she felt hairy huge arms circling her waist. She looked down and saw herself naked, she was shocked. Her wedding dress was completely torn, and she realized that it was the sound that she heard earlier. The mountain ash did nothing to the hairy big bad wolf that was hugging her.
Chris’ warm breath landed on her ears as he whispered, "Mine!" before she felt his hairy arm pulled her closer.
"Ahh!!!" Elsa screamed in fear and struggled in his arms. Pushing his hands away, she was able to free herself from his grasp, not knowing that Chris intentionally let her go only to rip her underwear apart.
She reached the top of the stairs of the gazebo and tripped when Chris took hold of one of her legs, causing her to land on the hard wooden gazebo floor. She turned around and saw Chris still in his werewolf form staring at her with lecherous crimson eyes, and said, "You are mine!"
Chris grabbed both her ankles and pulled her toward him. She watched him slowly shift back to his human form before swiftly spreading her legs wide and diving into her slit. His tongue landed hard on her entrance licking her from the bottom going up separating her folds, until it reached her clit.
She arched her back at how fierce his first lick was, but it didn’t stop there. When he said he wanted to devour her, it was not a joke, that was what he exactly did. He licked and sucked her clit like there was no tomorrow, moving fast up and down and sucking in between.
Elsa could swear that she could climax with his tongue alone, he was bringing her to new heights of ecstasy that she hadn’t felt before. Her hands flew to Chris’ tresses and she gripped it hard when he slid his tongue into her core, tasting her wetness as he pressed her folds together with his index digit and thumb.
"Ahh... Ahh..." Her moans of pleasure echoed in the silence of the night as Chris continued to thrust in and out of her core.
He pulled out his tongue and grabbed her by the waist, her thighs on his arms. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck holding on for her dear life or she would surely fall. Everything happened so fast, Chris’ movements were swift and smooth and the next thing she felt was his hard, huge monster impaling her while she clung to his neck.
"Fuck! It’s so big! Wait!" Elsa wailed as she felt her walls being stretched and she was one hundred percent sure that this was not his size before. He was much bigger today and him invading her insides with that size both gave her pain and pleasure.
"Backing out now, princess? Where is your bravery earlier?" Chris finally spoke, but his voice was hoarse and deep, as he speak between deep breaths while making Elsa bounce on his monster dick.
"T-Too much, it hurts! S-Slow down, please!" Elsa pleaded but she can’t push him away or she’ll definitely crash to the ground with her face first.
"I thought you wanted to help me, princess? Fuck... Ahh... You are fucking tight..." Chris groaned, still not stopping pounding her.
"I-I do... Ahh... Oh... Too big... Ahh... I can’t..." Elsa could no longer speak straight. Her sanity is slowly leaving her as the pain vanishes and all she can feel is how good his hard cock feels inside her.
"You will get used to it so deal with it. You can’t stop me from fucking your brains out. Your pussy is mine! Mine!"
