King

The night air is thick with the scent of pine and earth as I count down from ten, each number a beat pounding in my chest. Alyssa's footsteps have already disappeared into the dark woods, and the thrill of the hunt sparks a wild heat low in my gut.

It's a perfect night for this, to let out all my pent-out need I've managed to keep in check for the past week. Just the way she looked at me when I told her to run makes me think my girl's ready for every dark fantasy I've ever ...