Chapter 103: There is No Romance Here**

Daemus spun her around, pressing her chest against the bark of the tree. Blair gasped when she felt his cock poking against her butt cheek.

She squeezed her eyes shut and took a series of deep, trembling breaths. She placed her palms flat against the trunk of the tree. I can do this, she told herself. I can do this.

Behind her, Daemus lowered his head, burying his face deep into the crook of her neck. He inhaled her scent with a ragged, desperate breath, while slowly and deliberately grinding his dick against her butt. His hot, wet tongue dragged across her skin, licking right over the bruised claiming mark he had left on her.

He stepped back just a fraction of an inch. His hands found her waist, pulling her hips backward so she was bent against the tree, and nudged her knees apart to spread her legs.

Every survival instinct in Blair’s body was screaming at her to run. But she gritted her teeth and stubbornly told herself that she wasn’t afraid of him.

Daemus thrust his cock inside her.

Blair’s back arched, a breathless gasp tearing from her throat. It hurt. It really, really hurt. Hot tears instantly pooled in the corners of her eyes as he slid his cock deep inside her to the hilt, before pulling almost all the way out to drive back in. Her body simply couldn’t stretch fast enough to accommodate his size.

He was very rough with her. His thrusts were punishingly fast and deep.

"Ah... Daemus..." Blair moaned breathlessly, the sound echoing into the silent forest. The pain far outweighed any hint of pleasure, but she made no move to escape, nor did she say a word to stop him.

I can take it, Blair told herself again, her fingers curling against the bark. For him, I can take it.

Daemus fucked her like a feral animal. His claws scratched at the delicate skin of her hips as he pulled her back and forth to meet his brutal pace. The force of his thrusts shook the tree they were braced against, causing the canopy of leaves above them to tremble and rustle in the moonlight.

Blair’s fingernails dug so hard into the trunk that they left deep, visible marks in the wood. She bit down on her bottom lip to silence a cry, biting so hard she instantly tasted the metallic tang of her own blood. She remembered reading in her romance novels that sex was supposed to hurt at first, and then feel really good afterward.

But she was still desperately waiting to get to the feel-good part.

"Daemus..." she breathlessly whimpered.

A growl vibrated in his chest in response to his name. The friction was slowly changing. The initial tearing sensation was slowly beginning to melt away, replaced by a sensation that made her toes curl in the grass.

How much longer before it’s over? her exhausted mind wondered, even as her hips unconsciously began to push back against him to chase that budding spark of pleasure.

Eventually, her trembling legs gave way. Blair’s knees buckled, and she collapsed.

Daemus slid out of her in the process. Blair lay flat in the soft grass, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. Her lower body felt bruised and incredibly sore, and her torn fingernails were bleeding from gripping the tree.

But Daemus wasn’t finished with her.

He roughly pushed her shoulder, trying to roll her over in the grass to take her from behind again. Desperate for any semblance of connection, Blair fought against his grip, forcing herself to roll onto her back instead.

"I want to see you," she pleaded breathlessly, looking up at his shadowed face. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"No," Daemus rejected instantly.

A growl of irritation ripped from his chest. He forcefully pushed her over again, hauling her up onto all fours, and immediately began fucking her again.

Despite the exhaustion, Blair’s slick juices dripped down his length and coated her thighs. The wetness allowed his cock to slide in and out of her cunt much easier this time. The pain was fading fast now, swallowed by a dizzying rush of euphoria.

"Ah..., Daemus!" Blair moaned loudly, her voice cracking.

It was starting to feel really good.

But his pace remained unforgiving. He was still too rough, his forceful thrusts hitting her so deep inside that it struck places he probably shouldn’t be reaching. The wet slap of skin against skin echoed loudly through the quiet forest, tangling with her breathy, desperate moans and his deep, animalistic growls.

Blair had no idea how long this had been going on.

White spots began dancing at the edges of her vision. Her limbs grew unbearably heavy, her arms shaking so violently she could barely hold herself up. This feeling of pain and pleasure was intense, but her body was failing her.

"Please," she started begging him, her voice a hoarse whisper. "Daemus, hurry... finish. Please."

Daemus hooked his arms under her and lifted her upper body off the ground. He continued thrusting up into her, her back pressed flush against the sweaty heat of his chest. Exhausted, Blair let her head fall back to rest against his shoulder, a string of whimpers slipping past her lips.

Daemus took advantage of her exposed neck. He attacked the sensitive skin, kissing, biting, licking, and sucking at her skin. His hands roamed freely around her front, roughly finding her breasts, groping the soft mounds and pinching at her sensitive nipples.

A wave of pleasure wrecked Blair’s senses. She arched her back, moaning his name over and over as his thrusts turned even wilder, losing whatever meager rhythm he had left.

"I’m going to breed you," he growled into her ear.

"No," Blair gasped out, frantically trying to squirm forward to tell him to pull out.

But it was too late. Daemus’s hips jerked against her as he shot loads of cum deep inside her. The sudden rush of heat filling her was a strange sensation for Blair, and also a very terrifying one. She could get pregnant!

But the ordeal wasn’t over.

Before Blair could even catch her breath, Daemus pushed her back down into the grass and immediately began pounding into her all over again.