Page 11 of Primal Hunger
There is nothing finer, and this one, my senses tell me, will be especially tasty.
I can sense her heart racing as she stares up at me, flitting wildly in her chest as her bright eyes climb my body, meeting mine at last. Her fear is potent and seeps out of her pores to flame the fire burning within me, sending a ripple of arousal through me. Straight to my cock.
Bloodlust and desire are one and the same.
My instincts urge me to lunge at her, to sink my claws into her and drag her through the portal, back to my dying realm, but they’re overpowered by my desire to hunt her down.
To give her a false sense of hope that she can escape me, only to rip it away at the last second.
To hear her screams as she fights to get away and then silence them with my claws around her throat.
There is something primal about the hunt and the eventual victory. It lights a fire in me more than any taste of flesh.
I can already imagine running my tongue across the wounds I’ll make, tasting her blood and chewing on her delicate flesh. My mouth waters, and beads of saliva drip from my maw.
Oh, how I’m going to enjoy every second of this.
Pretty little thing. How still she stands there, rooted in place by her terror. Overwhelmed, yet drawn to the portal as any moth would be to a flame. Whatever is going on in her mind, she stares at me, mystified.
The brief moment of eye contact between us seems to stretch on forever before she turns and bolts deeper into the woods, her vibrant hair flowing like a beacon behind her. My muscles tense, eager to chase after her, but I hesitate.
I want to give her a head start, just enough to make her believe she has a shot at escaping.
A false sense of confidence will make catching her that much sweeter.
They always run. And they never make it far.
Either their fear trips them, or they allow it to turn them in circles in an unfamiliar landscape. Not to mention how delicate humans are—they break down with the slightest provocation.
Physically, mentally, or emotionally.
I shake out my arms, throwing my shoulders back and lifting my face to the sky overhead. This world has such wonders, and too many humans to ensure their longevity.
They will meet the same fate as my world, inevitably, where their kind overpopulates and their resources grow thin.
As such, I’m doing them a favor by culling the herd.
I wait several tense seconds until the girl’s shimmering hair is a pinprick in the distance, and then I take off after her. Weaving my way through tree trunks and crushing through bushes and vines and dense shrubs, I close the distance between us. Her scent grows stronger with her added perspiration, drenching the air and driving me wild as I pursue her.
She makes a left, and then a right, as though it’ll throw me off course despite not knowing her way. Her confusion is as evident as her anxiety.
Little does she know she’s only making my blood boil hotter as the chase sets fire to every part of me. She’s quick—I’ll give the little human that much.
Quick and desperate to survive.
And lighter on her feet than I may have given her initial credit for. This time, the growl purrs along the back of my throat, equal parts desire and glee. Ah, this is part of the fun. And more fun than I’ve had in years. There is something about this woman that pricks my curiosity.
Dropping to all fours, I pick up the pace, hunger gripping and twisting my insides. I catch sight of her and roar. The sound is loud enough to rustle the leaves overhead and a flurry of them scatter to the ground like they’ve been caught in an invisible breeze.
I run my tongue along my teeth, my gaze zeroing in as my instincts fight to cloud my judgment.
She’ll be so easy to ruin.
Once I catch her, it will be a small matter to tear her apart and devour. The joy of it, the sheer and unadulterated joy of this place with its endless pleasures designed to satiate me…
It would only take a few more seconds to reach her. To grab her and throw her against the damp ground, pinning her there. But I’m not done playing with her.Not yet.
It will spoil the mood to end this too early.
