Chapter 34: A good fuck
Belle raced through the dense forest, her breath ragged as she stole quick glances over her shoulder. The men were relentless, their pursuit unwavering. If it had been just one, she might have deceived him, weaving through the trees to lose him in the shadows. But three? How could she outwit three men who moved with such speed?
"Stop running, girl, and let’s have some fun!" One of the men bellowed, his crude words slicing through the night. The distraction cost Belle dearly. Her foot caught on a root, and she tumbled to the ground.
"Ahh!" She gasped, the impact clashing her injured forehead. Pain shot through her skull, and she felt a faintness threatening to overtake her. She was already weakened from blood loss, and her strength was waning fast.
Determined, Belle forced herself to her feet, but dizziness overwhelmed her. Her head throbbed, and her vision blurred until the trees around her became indistinct shadows.
As she staggered forward, one of the men caught her by the hair, yanking her backward. His arm wrapped around her waist, pressing her against him in a hold that made her skin crawl.
"Let me go, you vile creature! Unhand me this instant!" Belle screamed, writhing in his grasp. But he only laughed, a wicked sound that sent chills down her spine.
"Such spirit!" He sneered, rubbing himself against her in a vile display. His laughter echoed through the forest, mocking her struggles.
Tears welled in Belle’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She would not grant him or his companions the satisfaction of seeing her despair. She knew their kind thrived on fear and weakness, and she vowed not to give them either.
"I swear I will see every one of you dead!" She spat, her voice trembling with rage.