The Huntsman Ch. 01

He gets up and starts toward the fire poker with purpose, my eyes blur with pain but I roll to all fours and manage to stand, I stumble after him, "Please."

"You must beg more properly than that to earn my mercy."

I grab his arm and he turns on me so quickly I release my hold and take a step back, his eyes hold that icy gleam I fear more than his heat. It is not the idea of begging that makes me hesitate but instead the idea that he will break me that makes me falter. I study the breadth of his chest, the dark hair spanning over him then tapering to a thin river down to the base of his trousers. The flatness of his stomach accentuates the sharp angle of his hips, heat pools deep in my belly forcing an ache between my legs that I don't fully understand. I look up at him and though he is watching me closely his eyes remain cold.

I slide to my knees and bow my head, "Please Huntsman, I am sorry. I am merely frightened by your intensity, I do not know..." I bite back the admission of my virginity and instead take a new avenue, "I will do whatever it is you wish, please. I will not try to run again."

"Look at me."

I raise my head and look up at him towering over me, fear and heat roll through me in sickening waves. He reaches for the weapon of choice, I do not look away from him for fear that he will punish me for it, "Please Huntsman, I am scared, I will do whatever you wish. I will beg if that is what you wish of me."

He smiles before kneeling, he throws the weapon away and I flinch as he buries his hand in my hair and twists until tears blur my vision, "I want you to beg for me to fuck you."

I glower at him, "No."

He sighs, "Not without a little push of course, but you shall realize that I can be quite gentle." He pauses then twists my hair until pain spikes down my spine, "Unless you like pain..."

I arch my back to relieve the pain in my scalp, "No Huntsman, I do not like pain, please."

His free hand teases at the top of my dress, "Such a beautiful dress for such a beautiful woman. But it has lost its usefulness I believe."

I tremble as he grips the fabric and rips it away, it tears easily from all the cuts on it, and then I am bared to his eyes, nothing left to hide my body from him. Even knowing it will not please him I try to cover myself, he twists my hair further back so my back arches even higher and I groan as his mouth descends to my throat, "No please don't. Huntsman please!"

The grip on my hair loosens, he licks along the part of my neck he had bitten, I gasp when he rakes his teeth over the sensitive skin. I press my hands to his bare shoulders, he bites hard and I yank away from him. I roll away from him before he can grip me and I back into the corner my heart beating fear to every inch of my body. He drags a hand through his hair as he stalks nearer to me, I fight the urge to curl into a ball and cry. Instead I stand to face him and focus on the heat in my stomach, the heat that alights when he touches me, his eyes are burning with lust, "Do not run from me dearest Snow. I can see how your body responds to me, do not fight it. I can show you much about yourself that you did not previously know, you like the pain I cause, your body burns with desire when I hurt you does it not?"

I wrap my arms around my waist, not realizing it presses my supple breasts close and gives the Huntsman quite a sight, I bite my lip to stem the flow of tears, "Yes Huntsman." My voice is as soft as the ache between my thighs, I keep my eyes upon his as he stalks closer to me, I back away reluctantly my heart thundering with anticipation of something I don't quite want.

He grabs my shoulders and presses me against the wall, his touch is insistent but he does not hurt me while I give in to his touch. I gasp when he pinches my nipple, he twists gently and I whimper the pain shooting spikes of fire down to the ember in my groin. He watches me as his fingers trail across my hot skin, he drags his fingers down to the curve of my waist where I am sure bruises are forming from his earlier abuse. He drops his hand away and steps back, "You resist me Snow."

I cover myself and look away, "What would you have me do?" My voice is sharper than I intended and as he thunders toward me I turn my face and wait for the strike. The sound of his fist landing makes me flinch but there is no pain, I look up to see his fist against the wall his body near to me and his eyes cutting along me.

"You do not understand your desire yet, but I shall teach you." His voice is so deep, it strikes something dark inside of me. His power sends a shiver down my legs, "Touch me."

I hesitate, he snatches up my wrist and drags my hand to his chest, I shake as his warmed flesh presses against my palm. I drop my eyes from his and focus on his chest, he releases my wrist when I do not try to pull away, I trail my fingers across his collarbone and grip the curve of his shoulder. The tempo of my breath increases as I raise my other hand and force myself to touch him, if only to please him and keep that ice from his eyes. His chest rises and falls steadily, I can feel his eyes on me but I focus on my task and drag my fingers up along his throat to his rough cheek. I follow the curve of his ears then drop my hands lower, his breath has quickened as my hand slide down his chest to the flat expanse of his stomach. I can barely breathe as I slide my hands around his waist to his back, I drag my nails across his skin and he groans. I finally look up into his eyes and see a desire so hot I yank my hands away and try to twist away from him.

He slaps his hand against the wall, barring my escape, I keep my gaze upon his and try to keep from trembling as he stares down at me, "Why do you fight so hard my sweet Snow?"

His voice is softer now than it has been, I study his eyes and the desire within them burns the fire in my belly ever brighter. I duck under his arm and try to escape that hot gaze, he grabs my wrist and with a twist I am on my knees. Pain blurs my vision to a sharp white haze, I cry out as he stands over me, his grip is sure as he twists until I am panting and sweat beads on my skin, "I don't want it!" I scream as pain tears into my shoulder, "Every time you touch me it is like fire on my skin, you were supposed to kill me, and now you do worse than that. You want to destroy my will, and I cannot let you! I cannot!"

I groan when he drags me to my feet, "You have not even tried, I am merely trying to show you what I have to offer, you must be more compliant or there will be no pleasure in your pain. This will happen regardless of what you wish dearest Snow." He towers over me, his eyes drag over my flesh, "Do you wish it to be only pain? Or would you like for me to show you the pleasure within it?"

I grit my teeth and shake my head, "Please just let me go! I just want to be left alone! Please..."

He grips my chin and forces my gaze to his, "Yet still you do not cry." Every fiber of my being wishes to yank away from him but I resist the urge and remain still under his gaze, "Do not move."

He releases my chin and circles me, I can feel him behind me but I cannot see him and that fact sets my nerves on edge. I can feel his eyes on me and I fight every instinct inside to stay as still as he wishes me to, "Good girl." His voice is soft on my shoulder, I bite my lip as his hand flattens along the curve of my spine, his rough hand carves a path from across my hip to my flat stomach. The stubble on his face drags along my shoulder and I shiver as his fingers trail to the most treasured of a woman's possessions. I stiffen but his hand splays across my abdomen and he teases his fingers along the sharp edge of my hip sending tendrils of fire licking down my legs, "Do you feel the fire my Snow?" I start to move away from him but he bites my shoulder and pain shoots through me so swiftly that I drop the thought.

I take a shuddering breath, "Yes Huntsman."

He trails his tongue down the curve of my shoulder, his hand still trailing ever so lightly on my inflamed skin, he slides his free hand along the curve of my ribs and closes his fingers over my pert nipple. I moan as he tweaks it, shooting pain to the building flame in my belly, the pain fades to a throb of pleasure rolling down my skin. He kisses along my shoulder until he reaches the soft curve of my throat, he swirls his tongue along the previous abuse and tingles roll over me. I tilt my head so he has better access, I feel his smile against my skin but there is too much for me to focus, his hands are sending sparks of fire across my skin and his mouth is igniting old pain but mixing it with the softest press of pleasure. My mind starts to fight against this invasion but his teeth press the wound and I gasp as his fingers trail down to my groin, he cups my womanhood and his finger teases at the tender clit.

I moan at his touch, when I realize what I have done I try to move away but he pinches the sensitive nub and I bite back a sob of agony, "Huntsman..." The words die in my throat as he touches the patch of betrayal between my legs, the wet invitation that belies what I want in my mind.

"See how your body readies for me? You may deny it but you have never known a man's touch such as mine. I will bring you to your knees with desire. My sweet Snow, no one will bring you what I can."

It takes a moment to realize that he thinks I have taken lovers, the thought tingles across my skin but I cannot make myself speak as his fingers roll over my clit. The heat within me builds to a tempo I cannot keep up with, I try to steady my heart and keep away from this wave of lust. But Huntsman shoves me into it, his hand beating a steady rhythm between my thighs, his other hand still pinching my nipple and fondling my breast, his breath splashes across my neck and I can tell his excitement from it. I bite back a moan as his fingers seem to weaken my resolve, to build a fire within me so hot that I can barely stand it. Sweat is beginning to bead along my brow as it takes hold of me, burying all thought and shaking me to the core. Heat shoots up my spine, and a splash of warmth roils through my groin. I cry out as it rips all thought and disgust from me leaving only pleasure, he bites my sensitive neck and a wave crashes over me as pain shoots through me. The combination of it all leaves me trembling as a flood of heat crashes over me, I scream as the heat overtakes me and I start to collapse but he catches me and holds me tight to his body.

I haven't the strength to fight him as he turns me, his hands are tight on my shoulders as he pulls me against his bare chest. His mouth collapses upon mine, I haven't the strength to pull away from him as his heat overwhelms me. The heat of him burns through my entire being, it is like being destroyed and gaining nothing but pleasure from it. I wrap my arms around his neck and he tightens his grip on me pulling my body tight against him. I groan as his tongue teases at my lips, I start to pull away from him, this heat frightens me more deeply than I can imagine. I pull my lips from his and turn my face away, my breath is rapid and desperate for something I wish not to know of. His mouth lays upon my ear and I bury my fingers in his thick hair, the movement rolls through my body uninhibited by my mind.

"Let me show you my Snow, please let me show you."

I look up at him, and I wonder what he sees in my eyes, I wonder if they mirror his desire, "My answer matters not to you, why do you bother?"

He studies my face before trailing his finger across my bottom lip, "It matters."

I am trembling all over, my body and mind battle each other, fighting for control but I am not in control, "As you wish Huntsman."

His lips lower to mine, his golden eyes igniting with that low burning lust he has managed to keep under control. His kiss is hard, his mouth crushing mine with so much raw masculinity I cannot hope to resist it. His tongue caresses my bottom lip, pressing insistently for passage, I have to force myself not to resist. I release my mind from the picture and allow my body to take over. I open my mouth and his tongue dances with mine, burning through me as his hands roam over my body. He pulls his lips from mine and bites my lower lip, pain spikes as his fingers bury in the soft curve of my waist, igniting a raw ache down my legs, "Wrap your legs around me."

He lifts me and I obey him, the wet betrayal pressing tight to the heat of his body, every sharp curve of his strength molding my softness into what he desires most. A hardness presses along my legs, pressed tight along my womanhood, I hiss as he moves me over it and I know I must say something. I have to tell him, fear floods over me, but his mouth crushes mine just as his hips thrust against me and pain screams through me. My scream fills our kiss and I fling back from him, the pain shatters every ounce of pleasure into brutal agony. I groan when he presses my back against the wall and holds my trembling legs in place, his eyes burn into mine. He moves against me and pain blurs into a spark of pleasure, the two mixing tight together until I cannot tell them apart.

He is tight inside me, his heat roiling with mine, his body possesses mine, his mouth claiming me for his own. The fire overtakes me and the waves of pleasure crash upon me, my mind is lost as the world disappears and it is only him. His strength crushing me into nothingness, his heat explodes within me throwing me over the edge. His eyes are on mine, he trembles against me, his mouth soft as he kisses along my chin. I welcome the darkness this time, fall into it willingly to evade those scorching eyes and the guilt that is beginning to form within me.