9 comments/ 38482 views/ 8 favorites Ayasha's Beast Ch. 02 By: missanastasia Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.All characters are oven 18! I grabbed a small hide bag, filling it with as much food as it would carry and made my way into the forest. It was still dark, only an hour till sunrise. No one would be awake at this time, making it a safe time to make my escape. I couldn't stay here. I would be reduced to a silent woman, following the orders of an asshole of a husband, who would no doubt beat me when I didn't comply. No, that would not be me. I was Ayasha and at only 19 years of age I had a life to begin, a dream of freedom to accomplish. I took one last look at the small tribe before making my way through the forest, a new life starting this very minute. ----- The sun was high in the sky as I entered my meadow of white, wanting only to fall into the comfort of the small flowers. Preparing to drop my bad, something caught my eye, something red. I focused on the patch on the far side of the meadow from where I stood. Red flowers maybe? But I knew that couldn't be; there was nothing but white pansy's within this meadow. I took a cautious step forward, holding my breath while doing so. Nothing moved. No sound was made. I went to take another step, when something did move causing me to freeze rigidly. The red was blood; a deer carcass ripped to shreds. But that wasn't the reason why my heart almost gave out on me; the reason was the thing that was consuming it. From where I stood I could see him in detail. Easy 6"4 and a lean body full of corded muscles, rippling as he moved. His thick mattered black hair sat messily on his head, falling to his shoulders. But what stood out most was his huge canines, easily seen from where I stood, still rooted to the spot. Claws the size of small daggers ripped through the dead animal like it was paper. Oh God what kind of beast was this. Without taking my eyes off him, I took slow calculated steps towards the edge of the forest, away from the small blood bath. So far so good, only about 5 more steps till I would be covered by the dense forest. Four Three Tw-SNAP! Fuck, fuck, fuck... I didn't even look back to see if the beast heard me. I turned and ran as fast as my firm legs would take me. Stray twigs and jaggered rocks sliced through my skin, causing slight burns and pains, but I couldn't care less at this point in time. I just wanted to put as much distance between me and...It. That's when I heard it, thick branches snapping, and heavy footfalls behind me. I willed my legs to go faster ignoring the burning sensation running though my stained legs. I couldn't stop, high chance if I did, I would die. Fate had other plans though. Too busy focusing on the sounds behind me; I didn't notice the tree root sticking out. It was a very ungraceful fall, smashing face first into the dirt, scraping my knees and palms. I held myself still, swallowing the scream I so desperately wanted to voice, but what was the point no one would hear me. That's when I noticed the usual sounds within a forest become uncannily quiet. I slowly turned over, meeting my fate head first. Only an inch away from my face I met the gaze of the beast, his eyes... the irises were crimson, so unnatural it sent goosebumps over my skin. His sharp canines looked even more deadly up close and his breath reeked of death and blood. But what I couldn't deny was how perfectly sculptured his face really was. High cheekbones, square jaw and a perfectly straight nose wrapped in the most beautiful tone of russet skin I had ever laid eyes on. His full lips lifted into a snarl bringing me back to reality; this beautiful man was about to kill me. That's when I noticed he was naked, and erect. No! I backed away as fast as I could to be only pinned into place by his clawed hands. I whimpered as he leaned in closer licking the side of my throat. Oh god, oh god. He picked me up so fast that the world blurred around me, only focusing once again as he slung me over his shoulder. Running towards god knows what. another chapter :) meet your standards? if so please vote or leave a comment. Thanks for all those who have voted or commented :D Till next time. which will be soon! Ayasha's Beast Ch. 03 I smelled the flowers before I saw them. I struggled against his grip no matter how useless it was. He growled in warning and I became as limp as possible. My breath left my lungs as he flung me into the ground, surrounded by white pansies. Before I could take a breath he hovered over me, staring into my eyes with such an intense gaze I didn't dare break it. His claws raked down my body, ripping only my dress down the centre, my skin unmarred. My breathing hitched and I couldn't help the tears that flowed down my cheeks. I looked away from him as he accompanied himself to my naked body. Crying harder as I felt his hands run down my body. 'Please... please' I said over and over. He leaned his body into mine, pushing me further into the ground. Oh god, his body was scorching, I felt like I was burning under his touch. His thick thigh pushed apart my own and warning bells sounded in my head. I frantically tried to push him off, punching and scratching at his perfect body. He took it for awhile before grabbing both of my hands in his one, keeping them in place above my head. I cried harder, my voice frantic, 'Please stop, please. Don't do this, anything but thi-' Then I felt something nudge through my folds as he lowered himself in between my thighs. I stared at him, pleading him with my eyes. He stared back, his gaze once again intense and I couldn't help but shiver at it. I closed my eyes, hoping desperately this was a dream. I would gladly wake up to the son of a bitch Dyami than to this beast. I jerked when I felt him nuzzling on my neck, the hint of his canines scraping delicately against my skin. He made his way slowly down my neck and over my collarbone, slowly easing down my stomach. Nah ah! No way! I moved my leg from around his hips, and brought it straight into his crotch area. But knowing my luck I missed. I got a good blow to this thigh though, but I wasn't quite so proud of myself once I heard his snarl. It was pure bestial and it had me frozen. His lips pulled up revealing more of the huge deadly canines. I whimpered as he snapped in my face before spreading my legs forcibly apart and in one rough thrust fully sheathed deep within me. My head snapped back and I screamed until I had no more air left. His clawed hands kept my body from withering in pain as his huge erection ripped at my sensitive flesh, filling me fully where no man had ever been. He moved in circular movements at my bloody opening, moaning deep as he did, and it caused the burning sensation to increase until I thought I would never be able to walk again the same. Then he stopped, holding himself completely still within me. I closed my eyes and tried to keep breathing to not pass out. He set my hands free from his own but I kept them limp above my head. What was the point in fighting back, I let out a deep sigh, just finish my life quickly kept running through my mind. I heard his deep baritone growl as he pulled out them slammed back in, ignoring my violent whimpers as I lay there getting ripped apart from the inside. His thrust though deep and painful, were slow and... Oh god they felt good after awhile. No, I can't actually be responding to this...Thing. But after another deep thrust, the burning eventually faded into something else, another kind of burning. My back arched into his hard stomach, rubbing against the hard muscle and I clung to his shoulders burying my nails deep into his russet flesh. My breath came in short rough pants as I experimentally moved my hips to meet his, and I was rewarded in the growing sensation deep in my stomach. He released his obvious control on himself as he moved faster and harder, and soon a stream of my own juices mixed the blood of my maidenhood. I moaned as the sensation built within me, the scalding sensation unknown to my innocence. The beast put a hand behind one of my knees drawing it gently up to touch my chest, getting a new angle as he continued thrusting hitting the right spot. My head snapped violently back as I screamed through the ecstasy of the moment, clamping my inner muscles around the beasts erection, milking him for all he was worth. The climax was long and mind splitting, black spots appeared in my vision and my breath came in pants. I saw his blurry form give one last thrust before he roared through his own orgasm, burning my tender pussy with his hot seed. He pulled out slowly, slumping down, exhausted next to me. I lay there, eyes wide open; did that really happen? I just... Oh god! I wanted to vomit through my disgust but I had no time other than to worry about what was going to occur next. Would be use his claws or canines to tear me to shreds? I looked over at the huge mass of man that lay beside me, chest rising and falling quickly. He turned his head towards me, scrutinizing. Expecting a blow to the head, I gasped in surprise when he pulled me close to his body, tucking my head under his chin before wrapping a warm and heavy arm possessively around my waist. I didn't have time to analyse what it meant when my heavy lids began to close and darkness took me. ekkk! was that okay? This is my first erotic novella and im just a tad worried its not meeting up to your standards. So plese let me know! The beast and Ayasha will be back in the next chapter! Dont forget to comment/vote :) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.All characters are over 18! :) Ayasha's Beast Ch. 04 The sun warmed my back as I awakened, stretching my muscled limbs with a yawn. I couldn't help the smirk that crossed my face as I thought of the great fuck the tiny woman had been. I didn't mean for her to be frightened, or in any pain, but God damn she had been so tight. I would make it up to her later... I did feel some regret by taking her like that, she was probably scared out of her mind but the little beauty with small, delicate features and the most amazing green eyes I have ever laid my gaze upon surprised me. Not just in the meadow, but through her strength and courage. She took my 10 inch cock and fit it within her snugly. The fact that she recovered after I took her innocence, for the blood gave it away, which made me proud I had claimed her, and started responding to me. And god had she been good. So when I turned over, happily about to pay her thanks for last night and saw the crushed flowers where she laid, the only evidence of the beautiful girl, I lifted my head to the skies, roaring like never before. I will find you little one I promised in my roar, you can't run away when you're mine... ----------- I ran even though my muscles protested against any movement, the burning between my legs made every step more uncomfortable than it should be. Waking up next to the beast, seeing his massive chest rise and fall in sleep, I saw the opportunity to escape. Trying to extract his legs and arms from me had been a challenge in itself, but once I was looking down at him, holding the small dagger I found in my hide bag I dropped from earlier, I couldn't bring myself to wield it. I was never a person for violence, and even though this thing had taken me, I had to admit through red cheeks, I wasn't absolutely trying to throw him off after awhile. Instead I put the dagger away and ran with all the energy I had left, which wasn't much. I heard the sound of a small creek nearby which could be my only hope, where water is people usually are too. It took 20 minutes before I saw the clear rushing water and thanking the Gods before I knelt, quenching my thirst. The cold water was smoothing to my dry throat, a small comfort as it eased the hoarseness of it but a comfort none the less. Still naked I put my hide bag against a tree trunk, making my way towards the clear water, testing its icy depths before sinking in. Who would have known the feeling of being clean could feel so good, as I washed away the dirt, blood...the sticking stuff, EW! So busy and contented with cleaning myself I didn't hear someone approach in the water until a sharp blade was held against my throat. "Well, well, what have we got here Marcus?" a deep voice said into my ear, his breath smelling like the drink many of the foreigners consume... Oh god, they were foreigners. I blanched before I started struggling until the blade sliced through a layer on my skin, making me freeze on the spot. "Aint she a pretty one Colin?" came a reply from the shore. "Why, I do have to agree with you, mate. Bring her over here so I can get a closer look" The blade, now dripping with my blood pushed tightly against my jugular as he moved me towards the man on the shore. My heart beat furiously, chest rising and falling rapidly as the space between me and Marcus closed. He looked in his early 30's, dark brown hair looked oily and unwashed, his breath foul but I held the urge to gag. The ground rushed forward in a blur, and my head smacked ungracefully against a rock. Pain bloomed in my head, the feel of warm blood run down my face, mixing with the soil. The world spun as I was rolled over onto my back, the cold air chilling my naked body and I couldn't help but ask why I left the comfort of the beast's body. I didn't get much of a chance to contemplate it though, as a rough and calloused hand grabbed roughly at my beasts, 'Now pretty lady, show me what you can do.' I screamed as loud as I could until a heavy fist collided with the side of my head, 'Hold the bitch down Colin' Colin, now holding the blade on my cheek, grabbed both of my hands in his one, bringing them above my head. I struggled until the blade punctured my delicate skin, which was now smeared with red from my injuries. I wanted to scream, lash out, kick, or just do something when I felt his hands spread my legs open roughly, 'Now I didn't think I was going to get this lucky when I woke up this morning, but I'll take all that's given to me' I felt something hard start to push into my still tender flesh and I cried out involuntarily earning myself another hard slap. Closing my eyes I tried to ignore his hard flesh continue to push into me, warm tears trickled down my cheeks as I begged myself not to cry, not to give into their sick fascination. 'Oh yes darling, you feel so hot and ti-' he didn't finish her sentence as a strange sound emitted from his throat and his hard flesh was ripped out of me. Breathing a heavy sigh I risked a glance at the scene before me. Standing there in all his fierce glory was the beast, holding Marcus by the throat 4 feet off the ground, snarling in his face. Marcus, the brave man himself had pissed his pants, if he was wearing any and was now very flaccid from shock. I had to give him points for staying conscious. The beast's eyes were glowing with fury, a silent promise of death. Marcus kicked and screamed trying, unsuccessfully to escape his iron grip. I would have told him it was useless but I was too scared and in shock to even scream. I only felt the cold blade that was once again against my throat, cutting in slightly. A whimper escaped my trembling lips and caught the attention of the beast. His eyes widened slightly then turned to slits so rapidly I wondered if I saw an emotion other than anger pass his features. His deathly gaze turned towards Colin, who was trembling so much the blade shook. Marcus took the chance and landed a hard kick to the beast's stomach. He doubled over as he dropped Marcus, who landed on his leg with a disgusting crack. Colin didn't hesitate as he ran over and swung his blade down into the russet flesh of the beast's shoulder. He let out a roar of pain, as blood welled up and oozed over his perfect skin. I let out a high pitch screech as I saw the event unfold. Colin was thrown by a now savage and angry beast, hitting a tree forcibly enough that apples rained down from its branches. Turning to Marcus, he didn't think twice as he snapped his neck twisting it till it came off. I doubled over spilling whatever had been in my stomach as he threw the head into a nearby bush. Meeting my gaze, he slowly walked towards me, reminding me of a predator stalking his prey. My heart pounding rapidly and I couldn't help the tears from streaking down my face, trying desperately to not let a sob out. When his face was only inches from mine, I couldn't hold it in anymore and I started hyperventilating. His eyebrows knitted together and a clawed hand reached up but I pushed myself away from him even though my muscles hated me for it. Before he could step closer Colin appeared behind him, blade flashing once more as he brought it down into his flesh. He roared as he feel forward in front of me, blade sticking out of his back. I peered up into Colin's smug face as he looked down at the bloody body of the beast. "Now where were we pretty lady?" he sneered. Uh ohh..... so I tried the whole cliffhanger move. Not a huge one starting out small :P How am I going so far? If im doing shit let me know and Ill stop writing my story haha. Please vote/comment I love hearing back from you! :D Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.All characters are over 18! :)