Red Ridng (Closed)

[Erlind]

“When I came back to take retribution so long ago I'd planned on killing you both, but after seeing you and watching you I found I needed more.” Rafe turned back to her again with a soft expression on his face.

“Don't be mistaken. You belong to me now, but ... I know in those moments of passion you needed it as much as I did. I know I can open up a world you never dreamed of for you. I need you to be mine, but I want you to want to belong to me. I will treat you well.”

He hadn't quite realized his own thoughts until he'd said them out loud. He did want her to be happy and he hoped she would be, but regardless she would be his. Rafe ran his fingers through her hair and smiled at her.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

This had only left Natalie in a bit of confusion. Sure, the last few weeks have been hell between herself and Rafe. Maybe even brutal, considering the general animosity she held towards him. But this particular moment, as he stroked her, it's almost as if they could be a couple.

For a minute, her mind wavered as Rafe spoke, wondering how Hunter was going to react to the whole thing. How was he going to react to the fact at what has been going on in his own home the past few weeks. If he had been alive, he would have attempted to slaughter Rafe, then give Natalie a huge lecture on her associating herself with the wolf that had tried to kill her.

Natalie's hand reached out to grab hold of Rafe's wrist as he ran his fingers through her hair. Her fingers gripped on to it tightly, digging her fingernails in to his flesh. That brief moment, she thought she could still restrain herself. Meet Rafe with resistance just to show that he hasn't gotten to her completely.

Her hand dropped to her side, releasing his hand while she hung her head low. When he mentioned about how they both needed the passion, despite her grudge against Rafe, she realized he was right. The one thing that she was afraid to admit that she needed him in that sense.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe grimaced as she dug her nails into his arm. When she had let him go he stared at her severely. Several thoughts ran through his mind, but he decided that if he'd gotten to her at all he couldn't ruin it with rash action.

“Finish your dinner,” Rafe told her a bit coldly, “and think about what I've said. When you're done come to my room.” He turned and left Natalie to herself. Once he was back in the room he'd claimed as his own he tossed his clothes aside. His body began to change. Natalie would find the wolf curled up waiting for her when she came to him. He smiled a toothy grin as he heard rain start to patter against the roof.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie waited until Rafe left the kitchen. She too noticed, or heard the sounds of rain hitting the roof. Finishing the rest of her food, Natalie went outside of the cabin and to the grave site of the man who had taken care of her since she was a child. Wrapping her arms around her, she stared down at the grave for a long moment. Often, she wondered how he would have reacted to the fact that not only had she given herself freely to Rafe, but that she had enjoyed the company both socially and sexually.

She shook her head, hanging her head low. While she slowly got accustomed to Rafe's presence, it did put her in an unusual spot. Was Rafe really being genuine with the way he acted towards her in the kitchen, or was it all a ruse.

Turning on her heel, she made her way back inside the cabin, soaking wet from the rain. Remembering what was said earlier, she made her way towards the master bedroom, slowly opening the door to peek in. Indeed, Rafe was there lying on the floor.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe watched silently as she opened the door. She was wet from stepping out into the rain. She hadn't tried to run, but he wasn't sure what she had done. He stretched and then got up and went over to Natalie, his large muscular body dwarfing hers.

“I'd planned on ravaging you more tonight,” he told her, “but ... tonight, if you'd like, we can retire early and I'd like it if you would sleep by my side tonight regardless. These are offers I will not make often.” In the morning he'd continued with her training Rafe decided, but if she needed rest he would give it to her.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie was about to remark upon Rafe's offer but stopped herself when he mentioned that this sort of offer wasn't going to come by very often. She stepped inside the room, closing the door behind her and leaned up against the door frame. She looked up at him for a moment before her eyes lowered, pondering on how she should say her next sentence.

"I don't mind sleeping in, since it is late. Except when I can't sleep...well..." Natalie wasn't sure if she should continue with the rest of that sentence, especially since it would come out rather childish if she was to tell this to Rafe.

This all coming from the fact that the hunter had protected her, sometimes a little too much when it came to strangers or known enemies.

"Never mind, it's a bit stupid." She muttered.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe took her chin in his hand and gently brought her eyes up to him. “I told you there's nothing you should be ashamed to share with me,” he chided her, “what do you need to help you sleep?”

It felt strange being so gentle with her in such a fearsome form, but he wanted her to be comfortable with him and besides he was honestly curious what she could need that would embarrass her.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie took in a deep breath, looking up at Rafe one moment, before her eyes tend to wander elsewhere, though still facing him. She felt her face turn red, wondering more of how Rafe was going to react than having to admit one of the methods to get her to sleep.

"Well...the hunter always told me a few stories to get me to sleep. He tried singing once but it didn't work. Mostly because he sang off key." She tried to shrug it off, as if it was no big deal. Still, she couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, considering that knocking people to sleep by storytelling seemed for children. But Natalie had gotten so used to it growing up, more so for the fact that while singing wasn't the hunter's forte, he had a knack for telling stories.

Natalie closed her eyes, anticipating for mocking laughter, or a remark on her stupidity.

 

[Erlind]

She had surprised him, but he had heard much stranger things and was not about to ridicule her for this. Rafe turned away from Natalie and was quiet for a moment as he thought about what she had said. “I don't know if I have any stories that are good for that,” he told her, “the only ones I know are either sad or frightening, no good to help you sleep.”

He walked back over to the bearskin rug and laid down, curling up and starting to get comfortable. “Unless you have a book you can read out of, I think the only stories I have for you are ones about me. If you'd like me to tell them I will, I just don't want to keep you up with them.”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

When Rafe turned away from her, Natalie had assumed she was in for it now. But when she saw him lay down on the floor and heard something along the lines of having depressing stories in mind that pertained to him, she gave off a casual shrug.

"The hunter's stories weren't always happy, happy."

Natalie made her way towards the other side of the room where Rafe had dismantled the hunter's old bed. Reaching in the rubble, she fished out one of the few pillows that were kept in tact. Making her way towards Rafe, she placed the pillow on the ground, lying on the floor beside him looking up at him almost like a curious child.

"Besides, I guess it's sorta fair to get to know you. Other than the fact that you tried to kill me when I was a kid."

 

[Erlind]

“If you're sure,” he told her and started his story. “My father found me as a baby out in the woods. Never sure where I really came from. As I grew my parents quickly what I was. I look like a man sometimes, but in a lot of ways I'm more wolf. When I was very young I'd only change when the moon was out so I could howl at it or that's what my mother used to tell me.” Rafe talked for a long time about running through the woods at night and how his parents hid what he was from everyone else. He told her about the first time he killed an animal and how it made him feel, though he left out how much he'd cried. Then Rafe paused not sure if he should tell her the next part, but it came out of his mouth anyway.

“When I was fourteen my mother and I fighting. I had told them about how I'd found a girl I'd liked, the animal in my made me want to find a mate young I guess. We were arguing and I was so mad at her, I started to change without meaning to. She was so scared I would hurt her and that made me scared and ... my father came in to see me lunge at her. I took a good bit out of her hand before he hit me with the shovel and knocked me out cold. When I came to I could hear them arguing about what to do with me. They let me stay, but I could feel my mother tense up whenever I was around. They were still afraid. After a few days I packed a few things up and left.” Rafe took a heavy breath when he was finished and then laid his head down and closed his eyes.

“No more stories tonight.”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie wondered what kind of story was Rafe capable of telling. As he told her his story of his childhood, she was surprised that the one who had tried to kill her had a rather colorful childhood of his own. Not knowing who his parents were, or the tension in the household he had grown up with. Natalie watched to see if Rafe's voice wavered or for a smirk, anything to show deception. When she didn't see any, Natalie was genuinely surprised that his childhood story was true.

A small frown curled her lips as he finished his story. Slowly, she scooted closer towards Rafe, resting her head on his chest, forgetting that her top was still wet from walking on the rain.

"I didn't know. I mean, didn't think you had that sort of life." She said softly, turning her head up to look at Rafe.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe opened one eye to look at her. “It was a long time ago and doesn't matter now. Get out of those wet clothes and sleep. Otherwise there are always things I can do to tire you out.”

He closed his eyes again, but was no where near sleep. He'd told her things he'd never told anyone else. In some ways it felt good, but he was almost mad at himself for it too. He hadn't wanted to be close to her, just to use her, but it seemed things were changing even if he hadn't meant them to.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Turning her body around, keeping her back towards Rafe, Natalie removed her spaghetti strap, wearing a strapless bra. She kept her shorts on, thinking that the night weather would be cool, more so due to the rainy weather. She heard the raindrops getting louder as they fell to the rooftop and the ground.

Still, the feeling of two lying on the floor together and acting almost like a "normal" couple of all things seemed a bit strange. It wouldn't be strange if the circumstances that she was now bound to him by sexual pleasure. Though nice, it was...odd.

"Well...good night." Closing her eyes, Natalie noticed how weird that came out.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe didn't sleep much that night. The growing pseudo normality of their relationship was bothering him. For so long he hadn't cared about anything and now he had Natalie. He hadn't come her looking for anything other than a slave. He finally decided everything else would be alright as long as he kept training her and fell asleep.

He woke to the soft sunlight of early morning coming through the window. Carefully he moved away from Natalie and slowly became human again. When he was done he crawled over to her and spoke softly.

“Wake up Natalie.” Then he leaned down and began to lick and suck at her nipples.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie, too, felt the sunlight hit her. Or at least her feet. She heard Rafe making his attempts to wake her up. Initially, when he had told her to wake up, she wanted to give herself at least five more minutes of sleep. Unfortunately, the moment to catch on some extra sleep was interrupted when Rafe decided to suck on her nipples. She tried to pretend to still be sleeping, even biting her bottom lip to prevent herself from making any noise.

Her fingers pressed down on the wooden floor, trying to contain herself.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe could feel her body tense a little beneath him. She wanted more rest, but he wasn't going to give it to her. He replaced his lips around her nipple with two fingers, gently rubbing, so he could talk.

“I know you're awake, Natalie. You'd better open your eyes and get the rest of these clothes off right now, or I'll have to punish you for making me wait.” With that he twisted her nipple hard enough that he doubted she'd be able to feign sleep.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

A small shriek escaped from Natalie's throat as soon as Rafe twisted her nipple hard. Her eyes opened, blinking a few times as she stared at the sun shining down her feet. She realized her strapless bra had been pulled down, her breasts covered in Rafe's saliva. Natalie was tempted to make a snippy comeback after what Rafe had seemed to threaten her if she didn't wake up and take off the rest of her clothes.

"Is that a threat?" she muttered. While it was obvious that she did not want Rafe to hear the sarcastic question, a small part of Natalie wanted him to hear it.

Unclasping her strapless bra, she unzipped her shorts, slipping that off along with her panties.

 

[Erlind]

With her small snippy comment Rafe realized why how close he'd let her get to him was bothering him. With a swift motion he grabbed a fistful of her hair and began up. She barely stumbled to her feet and he pulled her close against him, his hands now in a hard grip on her arm and throat. He gave a quick bite to her ear before speaking.

“I think last night confused you. You are mine. A little slut for my pleasure and sarcastic little comments like that make me angry. You don't want me angry, Natalie.” His grip on her tightened for a moment. He wanted to make sure to leave bruises on her. And then he pushed her to the ground.

“Now little slut, on your knees and suck your master's cock and hope you can make me forget being angry with you.”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

No sooner did Rafe yank her up by the hair did Natalie found herself awake. Her screams have been quickly silenced when Rafe choked her. She winced when she felt him bite her on the ear. What surprised her even further was that she felt something thick trickling down where he had bitten her. Blood? Natalie wasn't sure.

When Rafe pushed her to the floor, Natalie let out a heavy gasp, rubbing her neck after being choked hard for nearly a minute. She felt a bit dizzy after her head hit the wooden floor.

Slowly, she sat up on her knees, staring up at Rafe, then at his cock right in front of her. If she was going to do this right, she had to make sure she gained enough of his trust.

Her tongue stuck out, licking the tip of his cock, while her hand grabbed on to the rest of his flesh, slowly moving it up and down. Her head gradually moved down, taking in his cock inch by inch.

 

[Erlind]

Quietly and obediently Natalie took him into her mouth. He groaned as she continued to suck on his cock and he gently gripped her hair with one hand. Something she did caught him off guard and he nearly stumbled as the pleasure rolled through him, though he didn't think she noticed.

“Oh, thats a good little slut. Now, try to swallow your master's cock, take it down your throat.” He had been angry. At her or himself or something, but at the moment it was a hard thought to hold onto.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

For a brief moment, Natalie was quite hesitant to push her head any further until the head of his cock touched her throat. Sure, Rafe had taught her to deep throat on his cock once or twice during her training but she didn't exactly enjoy the gagging sensation that would make her nearly throw up. Maybe it was because she was a novice.

Her eyes looked up at Rafe, noticing the anger in his eyes. Almost as if his impatience was wearing thin. Slowly, she moved her head further down, feeling his cock push down her throat while his hand gripped her hair.

 

[Erlind]

God, she was getting good. He'd set out in the beginning to make the perfect play thing and he had. Rafe groaned and his grip in her hair tightened. His other hand went down to fondle her breast and he ended up pulling her hair so he could reach her. Then Rafe pulled her back her lips just barely locked on the tip of his cock and the rush of pleasure ran through him as he poured his seed into her.

Slowly he let go of her and stood an unsure step backwards. His mind was suddenly flooding with thoughts and his brain didn't yet have enough blood to deal with them. It took all his focus not to simply collapse as he lowered himself back down to the now familiar bear fur. He laid back and stopped looking at anything in his field of vision as his thoughts gathered.

She was his, but he was glad to have her and couldn't imagine losing her. Not just her beautiful almost intoxicating body, but he needed her. If she wasn't scared of him, would she stay? Thoughts of dominating her completely and caring for her clashed in his mind and the room was quiet except for their breathing.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Throughout the whole time, Natalie did not look up at him as her head slowly bobbed up and down. Instead, she had her eyes closed shut. She winced when Rafe's grip on her hair tightened to the point that she was afraid he could easily rip her hair out in one swipe.

As he pulled her back, what threw her off slightly was when his seed shot in to her mouth.

While Rafe sat back down on the floor, Natalie was still sitting up on her knees. Her hand clamped over her mouth, more so to make sure that his seed did not escape from her lips. She did not notice Rafe sitting down as her head still hung low, lost in her own thoughts. The very same thought that she had carried when she visited the hunter's grave the night before. It was something that still bothered her to this very day.

If she had never encountered Rafe when she was a child...if Rafe had not tried to kill her in the first place...would she have allowed him to take her as he did? Even she was unsure of the answer to the question. After all, Rafe in his human form would actually be the kind of guy she might go for if she just happened to meet him for the first time out of the blue, given their age differences.

 

[Erlind]

That's all for this morning, Natalie,” Rafe told her returning to his feet. He smiled when he turned to see her hand over her mouth. “Go ahead and swallow if you want. I'm going out hunting. You should wear what you want while I'm gone, but I have some rules for today. First, whatever else you wear, no panties. Second you need to play with yourself while I'm gone and cum at least once for me. And lastly as soon as you see that I'm back ready a hot bath for me.” As he spoke Rafe he dressed himself in some of the hunter's old clothing and started to empty the bag he'd brought that first night into an old chest he'd emptied out earlier. Taking the bag with him he stopped at the doorway and turned back to Natalie. “Can you do that for me,” he asked her just before leaving.