Heathens

She invited the darkness in, so she had no one else to blame…when I came for her.It was a sinister game of submission. The Hunt.She’d run. I’d chase.And when I caught her...Primal. Untamed. Merciless.I’ve been watching her. Stalking her.I will become the beast from her darkest fantasies.Hunting her from behind a stag’s mask made of bone.Preying on her secret need for primal play.I should be protecting her, but I’m not.Instead… I am a Heathen.And she is an innocent who chose this.And if she made a mistake?If she wants to try and escape me? Escape The Hunt?It’s far too late.She’s mine now.Run.TROPES:Primal PlayDark RomanceStalkingMasked MenObsessionAge Gap