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Smiling, I push him away and gaze at him coyly, fluttering my lashes.

Then I turn and bolt toward the pine trees.

Laughing, he calls out behind me, “You have ten seconds before I come for you, little rabbit!” Then he starts counting aloud.

A thrill in my blood, I tear across the grass and past the house, pumping my arms and legs as fast as they’ll take me. Once I’ve hit the stand of pines, I hide behind a massive trunk and risk a quick peek around it.

Aidan advances towards me in an easy lope, grinning darkly.

I scream and start running again.

Beyond the stand of tall pines is a small meadow surrounded by a thickly wooded area. Realizing the property must be several acres in size, I run toward the woods with my heart in my throat, not daring to look behind me. Breathing hard, my thighs burning, I break through the tree line at a flat-out sprint.

Underfoot, the ground is soft and uneven, covered in a moist blanket of grass and leaves. Before I’ve gone twenty feet in, I catch my toe on a half-buried tree root and go flying.

I land on my stomach. My breath is knocked from my lungs. I lie stunned and panting for a moment, then try to scramble to my feet.

I’m too late. My lion has already pounced.

Growling, he grabs me around the waist. We tumble to the damp earth. I put up a fight, struggling to get free as he laughs breathlessly and wrestles me. Then I’m on my back and he’s on top of me, biting my neck as he pins my wrists to the ground.

He laughs in exultation as I squirm beneath him.

“Bad bunny.”

“Let me go!”

“You have leaves in your hair, bunny. Where else might you have leaves, I wonder?”

He flips me onto my stomach and yanks his leather jacket off me, throwing it aside.

“Hmm. Not here. Maybe under your shirt.”

As I struggle and holler in protest, he strips my shirt from my body and sends it flying. Then he’s growling into my skin as he rubs his beard on my shoulders.

“My naughty little rabbit needs to get fucked in the woods, doesn’t she?”

“No!” Yes. “Get off me!”

He slides a hand under my torso and roughly squeezes my breast. Into my ear, he says hotly, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard, bunny. You’re gonna take your master’s cock on your hands and knees, totally naked, in the middle of the woods.”

I nearly faint with desire and give in right then. But as this game is all about the chase, it wouldn’t be much fun if I let him win so easily.

“I won’t!”

Struggling wildly, I somehow manage to knock him off. I’m up and running in a heartbeat, my hair flying out behind me, my bared breasts bouncing. Cool air mists my heated skin.

He catches me as I’m skidding around the gnarled trunk of a pin oak. Yanking me into his arms, he kisses me ravenously. Off-balance, I stagger, my heart racing as I try to push him away.

He’s so strong, though. He’s just so damn strong.

He yanks down the zipper of my jeans, turns me around, and pulls them down my hips. I try to get away, but he has such a tight hold on me, I’m helpless. When he slaps my bare ass, I yelp, jumping.

Then he pushes me against the trunk of the tree and holds me there with one hand gripped around the back of my neck as he continues to spank me.

Whimpering, I claw at the trunk. Rough bark scrapes my breasts and stomach. My ass jiggles with every strike of his hand, flooding my pussy with shockwaves of pleasure.

The spanking stops abruptly when Aidan thrusts his hand between my legs.

His mouth pressed to my ear, he says, “Ooh, soaking wet. You need me to fuck this pretty wet cunt nice and hard, don’t you, bunny?”

I sob.

“Yes, you do. I know you do. And you know how much I want to.”

He shoves two fingers inside me and finger fucks me from behind as I squeal and struggle.

“Ah, God, baby, you’re fucking perfection. My dick is so hard for you. I need to come deep inside this perfect pussy while you scream my name.”

He pulls his fingers out of me and slides them all around, spreading my wetness. He tweaks my engorged clit, making me yelp, then spins me around and pushes me back against the tree trunk.

He thrusts his slick fingers into my mouth.

“Taste yourself, bunny. Lick all that sweet honey off.”

He bends down to suck on my rigid nipple as I obey his command, my eyes rolling back in my head.

He pulls my jeans roughly down my thighs. Without taking them all the way off, he throws me over his shoulder and starts walking, his arm wound around my waist, one hand spread over the back of my thigh, his fingers digging possessively into my flesh.

I kick and struggle, but my jeans restrict the movement of my legs. He’s hobbled me.

When I shout in frustration, Aidan laughs and slaps me on the ass.

“Here,” he says, stopping. “This looks like a good place for my bunny to take her master’s dick.”

He drops me on my feet onto a soft patch of earth, then pushes me down until I’m on my back. Straddling my hips, he grabs my forearms. I swing wildly at him, struggling for release.

“No, bunny,” he breathes, eyes wild with need. “Stop fighting me now. Time to get fucked.”

“Argh!”

I refuse to stop. Obviously enjoying himself, Aidan allows me to wrestle him for a few moments before he yanks off my shoes and pulls my jeans from my ankles. When I’m completely naked, he flips me onto my stomach and drags me up to my knees.