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him. He made a noise in his throat, part way between an animal growl and a purr, vibrating against the nape of her neck. Isabel adjusted her hips, relaxing her muscles by degrees. She’d never had such an intense sensation before. Goosebumps broke out on her skin and her breath came in little pants. She sensed him holding back, gauging her reactions. She arched her back further to show him she was ready.
    He took her cue, thrusting slowly, gently at first, then harder and faster. It was a hot, burning, sweet intensity. Every thrust drew a high-pitched scream from her, wild, and echoing in the forest. She felt like an animal, unable to control her primal sounds. Peter was moving faster and faster, and she abandoned herself to the butting of his hips against her ass and his weight pressing her down. Despite his size, he slid in and out of her easily, gliding on her wetness. Finally, his rhythm matched hers perfectly, and the burning inside her became a conflagration, and then a violent, shuddering climax reverberating all the way through her body. At the same moment, he let out a deep, guttural shout and came inside her, in a powerful, pulsing orgasm that seemed to draw tremors out of the earth.
    He was still for a minute or so, then eased back on his haunches. Isabel became aware that her neck was hurting quite a lot from his teeth and wondered if he’d drawn blood. Her muscles were also shaking, from the effort of supporting herself against his weight. He withdrew from her and she allowed herself to fall forward, collapsing fully on the pelt. So, this is what it means to be possessed , was the only thought in her mind. Peter stayed above her, sniffing her neck on either side, running his nose along her spine.
    “I’m sorry – I hurt you?” he said at last. With an effort, Isabel rolled onto her back and met his eyes. She was shocked to see his expression was soft and uncertain.
    “No – that was – ” She struggled to come up with an appropriate description for what had just happened. “Otherworldly,” she said, finally. He gave a gravelly laugh.
    “You’re so small, I was worried I’d break you,” he said.
    “Well, I might be walking funny tomorrow,” Isabel replied. Peter smiled at her, uncomprehending.
    “Oh, it’s just a thing people say when they’ve had really intense sex,” Isabel explained.
    “It was intense, Bella,” he said. He brought his mouth to hers and kissed her more softly than before. Gently, he stroked her stomach and the curve of her hip. “And very satisfying for me.”
    “Really?” she whispered, anxious that she wouldn’t have been enough for this huge, dominant being.
    “Of course. You’re just as wild as I thought you’d be.” She giggled, self-consciously, wondering exactly how much noise she’d been making. At some point she’d worried fleetingly that people could’ve heard her, before reminding herself that there was no-one around for miles. She was about to tell him that she didn’t usually make much noise when she was having sex, but then thought that he probably wouldn’t appreciate hearing about her being with other men.
    “Yes, you really seemed to bring it out of me,” she said instead.
    “I’m sure it’s always been there,” Peter said, his index finger circling her belly button. Isabel looked at the body crouched over her. The firelight played on his flesh, making it look more beautiful than ever. His penis was now semi-erect, but still unfeasibly large. She felt special, like a queen of the forest, lying on furs and being desired by this big, sexy beast of a man. “Shall we sleep?” he said.
    “Yes.” Isabel sighed, very sleepy. He pulled an animal skin over her.
    “I’ll be back in a moment,” he said. She curled up onto her side and watched as Peter walked towards the big rock and disappeared.
    He returned seconds later and handed her an earthenware mug. “I thought you might be thirsty.” She sipped from the mug cautiously. It was