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  “I am not afraid,” Gisella said, although it was a lie. “You…you won’t hurt me.”

  “But if I do…” He shook his head, an animalistic gesture, like a beast getting ready to rut or fight. “No, it is…too much to risk. Don’t…don’t want you to…risk.”

  “I’m staying.” Gisella shook her head and held her ground.

  “No…run…now!” The last word was almost a roar and with it, she saw the last of his humanity leave the golden eyes. He was fully the beast now, she realized as she looked up at him in awe. He was almost twice the size he had been as a man and his cock…great Goddess, his cock was huge. It stood between his legs like a club, a river of pre-cum dripping from the broad head. For a moment Gisella panicked when she thought of the huge bull-man Tristan had become trying to fit that immense weapon between her legs. But she bit her lower lip and stood her ground. She had given her promise to try to break the curse and break it she would, or die trying.

  The beast’s glaring golden eyes fell on her and his lip curled in a snarl. With a flex of his arms, he snapped the heavy metal chains as though they were bits of string and tore the manacles from his arms. Then, with a heavy tread that seemed to shake the entire dungeon, he stalked toward her.

  I must not run. I must not run, Gisella repeated over and over inside her head and yet, it was much easier to tell herself than to actually obey the order. It was impossible to stand still and wait as the massive monster approached her. If she searched the beast’s face she could still see Tristan’s dark, handsome features but the blank, burning hunger in his eyes announced that she was nothing but prey to him.

  Slowly, carefully, she backed away as the beast advanced. It might be cowardly of her, but she couldn’t stand her ground and wait to be eviscerated and eaten—she just couldn’t. Perhaps she could make it to the door after all and call, very quietly so as not to upset the beast, for the servants to let her out. Tristan had said that they were trained to rescue the girls they brought to him. If only she could get there she could…

  The backs of her knees struck something soft and yielding, and she nearly fell over. Risking a quick glance over her shoulder, Gisella realized she had backed directly into

  the side of the massive richly dressed bed, the one she had seen when she first entered the dungeon. Goddess, what now?

  As she was wondering what to do, the beast was suddenly on top of her. Gisella felt she might faint with fright as its immense bulk loomed over her. He leaned down, inhaling deeply and suddenly Tristan’s voice rang in her mind. The scent of a woman’s ripe body, especially if her pussy is wet and ready for fucking, is too much for me to bear. Was that what the beast was doing, smelling her to be sure if she was ripe for fucking? Dear Goddess! Trembling, Gisella closed her thighs tightly but she knew it was no use. Sucking Tristan and swallowing his cum earlier had made her pussy liquid with desire. There was no way the beast could avoid smelling her scent. And the moment he scented her, he would want to rut. To fuck her and fill her with his cum as Tristan had warned.

  As if to confirm her fears the beast leaned down and pressed his face against her belly right where her skirt split to reveal the tiny silk panties that barely covered her sex. Gisella bit back a shriek as she felt hot breath caress the mound of her pussy. The damp scrap of silk and lace that shielded her cunt from the beast’s advances seemed no protection at all. Scrambling madly, she managed to turn away from him and crawl face first into the bed. But no sooner was her ass raised in the air to propel herself forward than she felt a massive hand tangle in the gauzy fabric of her split skirt and rip it away.

  Goddess, no! Now she was bare from behind except for the slender silk string of her panties that didn’t even cover her swollen pussy lips and barely covered her clit. She had to get away before…

  But she didn’t get a chance to finish her thought for at that moment she felt two hard, massive palms at her inner thighs and then her legs were being spread wide. The motion spread her pussy lips as well, opening her cunt fully and exposing the delicate inner pink. Gisella felt the slender string of her panties slip to one side and knew that now even the tender bud of her clit was fully on display. The beast could see everything, could do anything. She was utterly helpless, her pussy completely open to his advances and there was nothing she could do about it.

  Trying to control her panic, Gisella hung her head and waited. At any minute she expected to feel the throbbing head of the monster’s cock breach her entrance and shove roughly into her vulnerable virgin cunt. But to her surprise, instead of the bulbous head, she felt a warm gust of breath against her inner thighs. Could it be the beast planned to…?

  A warm, wet tongue bathing her outer pussy nearly took her breath away. Goddess, he was, he was tasting her, just as she had tasted him.

  “Tristan,” she whispered, wondering if he could somehow understand her. “Tristan, please…”

  The tongue was back, spreading her cunt lips this time for a long, lingering taste that left her breathless. Hardly knowing what she was doing, Gisella tilted her pelvis back, opening herself even farther, giving the beast greater access to her swollen sex. The beast that Tristan had become made a deep, animalistic sound of approval and pressed harder against her cunt. He bathed the throbbing bud of her clit and sucked at it with surprising gentleness until Gisella thought she would scream. She was on her hands and knees, her hips tilted backward and her head thrown back as she panted with the pleasure he was giving her. Her full breasts were hanging down, having come loose from the white silk blouse and she had never felt so naked or so helpless in her life. And yet she had never felt so alive. But the beast wasn’t done with her yet.

  Grasping her hips more firmly in his massive hands, he pressed her forward and suddenly Gisella felt the slippery thickness of his tongue starting to enter her. It was long, hot and demanding.

  Goddess, she had time to think. It must be as thick and as long as any other man’s cock. If he doesn’t stop he’s going to… The thought was cut short as the beast breached her maiden barrier and pressed hard and deep to the very end of her channel.

  Gisella cried out once with the short, sharp pain and then hung her head, panting, as the thick tongue worked in and out of her newly opened cunt. She had never expected to have her virginity taken this way but it hadn’t been nearly as bad as she

  had feared. The pain was already gone, replaced with the mind-numbing pleasure of being tongue-fucked as the beast continued to eat her pussy with mindless intensity.

  “Tristan,” she gasped as he lapped at her cunt. “Tristan, oh Goddess, that feels…feels so good.”

  As if he truly understood her, the beast pulled back just long enough to rip her panties away completely and then redoubled its efforts on her helpless sex. As he sucked and lapped her clit, Gisella felt the pleasure that had been building inside rise up like a massive wave and roll over her with a warm rush of feeling that left her weak and breathless. As often as she had touched herself in the dark of night in her solitary bed she had never felt anything like this.

  Coming, I’m coming so hard… She moaned aloud with the intensity of pleasure and then for a moment everything went dark as she collapsed, unable to bear anymore.

  When she came to a moment later she realized she had collapsed on the bed and that the beast was holding her protectively against his side. The leather and spice scent she had first smelled when she touched Tristan was strong in her nose and the golden eyes that were staring down into hers seemed to hold some spark of intelligence, some glimmer of humanity that hadn’t been there before. Could it be? Was she actually getting through to him? Gisella was almost afraid to hope.

  “Tristan,” she whispered softly, reaching up to caress the rough cheek and run a hand through his shaggy black hair. “Tristan, I know you’re in there somewhere.”

  The beast snorted gently but didn’t pull away from her touch. Instead he bent his head and lapped at the tight buds of her nipples, making Gisella gasp with pleasu