Chapter 1 Beastly Boyfriend

Anne's POV:

"Oren..." I murmured out of breath. A burst of excitement filled my heart as I looked at the hut not far away. My pulse was racing at this moment. As the adrenaline rush gave springs to my feet, I touched my burning cheeks. I couldn't tell if the heat on my face was because I was running too fast or because of what I was about to do.

I slowed down my pace. When I thought about what I was about to do, I couldn't help blushing and giggling again. My giggle was in sync with the birds chirping in the trees. Their chirping sounded more sonorous than it had ever been. Was this a good sign?

Today was a great day for me. I was finally going to introduce my boyfriend of six months, Oren Beckett, to my parents. I was on my way to inform him.

Oren accidentally broke into my secret base when he was injured six months ago. He was a handsome boy and it was love at first sight.

My feet screeched in the mud as I finally arrived at the door of the hut. I pushed it open with joy. "Oren! You won't believe—"

My words were cut off when I was pushed back against the door. "Ah!" The door was shut with a bang. A sharp pain in my back made me wince. But before I could blink, a heavy body pressed against my petite one. The fragrance of this body was very familiar. It was a mixture of cedar and tequila agave, very strong that it pervaded the whole room and made my nose tingle.

The room was dimly lit, so I couldn't see the person who pounced on me. As I tried to look up at his face, his warm breath sprayed in my ear and I heard rapid gasps again and again.

"Oren..." Confusion set in my mind. Although the scent of this person told me that he was Oren, I had never seen him act like this before, so naturally I was a little upset.

At this moment, Oren was holding me tightly. I could feel the heat of his body as his breath got closer by the second. He was muttering my name in a hoarse voice, "Anne... Anne..."

The whispers continued for many seconds. We had never been this close before, so I couldn't help but go limp as his breath got hotter and hotter.

What was this feeling? It was so strange. What was happening to Oren? And why was he repeating my name like that?

Suddenly, I found that I was losing control of my body. Oren planted several kisses on my ears and face. I was just about to speak when he suddenly captured my lips.

The moistness was alien to me. My eyes widened as Oren began biting my lips fiercely. Soon, he patted them and stuck his tongue into my mouth. My lips began to burn up and tremble.

Before I could come to terms with that, his rough hands began wandering on my body. I felt goosebumps appear on my skin. My eyes closed as I moaned and I found myself enjoying his touch for a millisecond.

An alarm suddenly went off in my brain. My eyes widened again as my body trembled violently. Oren had just put his big hands under my blouse. I thought he would stop soon, but he didn't. He touched me where no one ever had; my breasts!

A strange sensation electrified my whole body. I groaned helplessly as he kneaded my breasts for a while.

Oren's hot body clung to me, and for some reason I couldn't explain, a tear slipped from the corner of my eye. His hands finally let go of my breasts. Slowly, they moved downwards, and so did his lips. He kissed me on my neck and collarbone.

Oren literally swept me off my feet and took me to the bed. The softness and warmth gave me a temporary sense of security, or should I say relief? Just as I took a deep relaxing breath, my clothes were ripped from my body. I clasped my bosom and tried to move away. "Stop it, Oren!" Oren was stronger than me. He pounced on me again, his heavy body making mine sink into the soft bed. With brute force, he parted my legs and touched my heated spot. I screamed and couldn't help throwing my head backward.

I felt quite nervous, and in another bid to stop this, I pounded Oren's chest and tried to push him away. This feeling was so weird. Oren was as hard as a rock, so I pleaded, "Please stop this, Oren."

Although he stopped touching me down there, he still didn't stand up. I had just breathed a sigh of relief when I felt something hard against my private part. The next second, a sharp pain shot from down there up to my brain.

"Ah!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Before I came to my senses, Oren began to move violently. It was as if he was tearing me apart.

"Oren, stop! It hurts... Ouch!" The pain was so bad that I couldn't even scream coherently. I rained slaps on Oren's chest, but he didn't budge.

The thrusting seemed to drain all my strength. I got weaker and weaker as Oren's scent wafted into my nose again. The heat from his body was driving me insane, but I couldn't fight back anymore.

I wept in silence, but Oren remained a beast. I groaned in pain and pleasure as my body quivered.

Just as my lungs failed me and the world began to feel unreal, I hear Oren calling my name. I felt his hand touching my wet cheek.

More tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision further. I bit my lower lip hard, trying to muster up my last strength to cuss him out for what he was doing to me. But before I could do so, Oren groaned and thrust his thing into me more violently. I was soon exhausted and then, everything went black.