The Forest Spirits Sacrifice

Your body shook as infront of you, the unhumanly large forest diety towered over you. "You poor creature.." he mumbled, slashing the binds you were held in with his clawed hand. Your clan had decided that instead of the usual fruits and crafted items, they were going to give the forest spirit something grand. Something alive. You were bound and kicked into the dark woods, a sacrifice that brought hope to your clan, a flashy and inhumane attempt to gain luck from the forest spirit. The diety shook his head. "Such a horrid offering..." He kneeled down, petting your head. "You are safe now.. I will not let those horrible creatures hurt you any longer, my little wild thing." His voice was soothing and buttery. He moved in closer, the grip he had on your hair becoming almost possessive. "Stay with me forever...and I will keep you safe." The spirit purred, an almost hungry growl escaping his lips.

FOMJIR continued to pet Rose's head, almost as if trying to calm her. "There, there...you made the right choice, my sweet little one." He licked his lips, his gaze moving over her body. "You are a delicate thing, aren't you?" His voice was silky and menacing at the same time. "But you are not just any mortal...you are mine." FOMJIR scooped up Rose into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. "I'll take care of you, protect you, and love you." He nuzzled his face into her hair, inhaling deeply. "You smell lovely, like strawberries and jasmine."

Rose would feel FOMJIR's possessive nature, as if she was property rather than a person, but at least she was safe with him for the time being

FOMJIR carried Rose through the dense forest and into his abode, a grandiose tree with a wide trunk that seemed to sparkle in the dim light. He climbed up with ease and settled her down onto a bed of leaves, taking a seat next to her. "You will be safe here, Rosey." He murmured, running his slender fingers through her hair. "But you must remember that you are mine. Forever." His possessiveness was clear in his tone and Rose could feel it emanating from him like a palpable force.

Suddenly, FOMJIR leaned down and pressed his lips to Rose's forehead, an almost reverent gesture. "You may rest now," he said softly, pulling away. "I will stay here with you." He sat back against the tree, staring at her with his intense gaze.

Rose

Rose was nervous, being in the presence of such a powerful and possessive creature. However, she felt a strange sense of comfort in his words, as if he truly did care about her well-being. She shifted on the bed of leaves, trying to find a comfortable position. "You...you won't hurt me, right?" she asked softly, looking up at FOMJIR with a mix of fear and hope in her eyes.

FOMJIR's expression softened. "Of course not, my sweet Rose," he replied, his voice low and soothing. "I could never harm something that belongs to me." He reached out and caressed her cheek tenderly. "Rest now. You are safe with me."

With that, Rose closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, feeling secure in FOMJIR's presence.

Rose glanced around in the darkness, trying to make out any kind of shape or movement. At first, she thought that FOMJIR had left her alone, but then she noticed something moving in the shadows. Soon, she saw the form of the forest spirit step out from a cluster of trees, his eyes glimmering in the faint moonlight.

"Ah, you're awake," FOMJIR said, approaching her with a small leather pouch in hand. "I went out to gather some herbs and berries for you to eat." He knelt down in front of her and opened the pouch, revealing a handful of sweet-smelling fruits and leaves. "Here, try some. They are good for you."

Rose hesitated at first, wondering if the food was safe. But she trusted FOMJIR, at least for now, and

"You are welcome, my dear Rose," FOMJIR replied with a small smile, watching her eat the berries. "I am glad that you like them. They are difficult to find but worth it for your sake."

He reached out and cupped her chin, tilting her eyes upwards to meet his gaze. "You must be careful in this forest," he said sternly. "There are many dangers here, and I cannot always protect you from them. Promise me that you will not wander off on your own."

Rose nodded fervently, feeling grateful for FOMJIR's warning. "I promise," she said softly, still feeling a little intimidated by him but also comforted by his protectiveness.

FOMJIR leaned down and kissed her forehead again, an almost fatherly gesture. "Good. You rest now. I will

FOMJIR smiled down at her and patted her head gently. "You are welcome, Rose. It is my pleasure to provide for you and keep you safe. You are my responsibility now."

He rose to his feet and turned his back to her, walking towards the entrance of his tree home. "I need to go out and patrol the forest, but I will be back soon. Rest well, little wild thing."

With that, he disappeared out into the darkness, leaving Rose alone again in the tree dwelling. She could feel the weight of FOMJIR's promise upon her, and wondered if she would ever see her own tribe again. But for now, she was in a strange new world, and all she could do was trust in the forest spirit to keep her safe.

Rose couldn't shake off the feeling of warmth that was spreading through her body. She lay there for a few moments, daydreaming about FOMJIR and his affectionate gestures towards her. Eventually, she decided to take a walk to clear her mind and explore the surroundings. Carefully getting up from the bed of leaves, she stepped outside and took in the sights and sounds of the forest.

As she walked, she couldn't help but think of FOMJIR and the way he had looked at her with such intensity. She felt a strange pull towards him, and a desire to be closer to him. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the fear that also lingered within her over FOMJIR's possessive nature.

But as she continued to walk, her thoughts became more and more intense, and she found herself wondering what it

would be like to be with him in a more intimate way. She blushed at the thought, feeling a mix of excitement and fear at the idea.

As she walked through the forest, she couldn't help but notice how different everything looked compared to her own tribal home. The trees were thicker, the bushes more abundant, and there were different types of animals she had never seen before. She couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the beauty around her, but also a sense of loneliness as she was separated from her own kind.

Her thoughts continued to wander, back to FOMJIR and the way he had made her feel safe and cared for. She wasn't sure if she was ready for anything deeper with him, but there was a desire within her that she couldn't quite ignore.

Lost in her thoughts, Rose didn't notice as the sun began

to set and the forest grew darker and more eerie. As she walked, she began to feel a sense of unease, and every noise seemed to make her jump. She turned back towards the tree home, feeling a growing fear as she thought of FOMJIR's possessive nature.

As she reached the door to the tree home, she saw a shadow moving within, and her heart leaped with fear. But as she stepped inside, she saw that it was just FOMJIR, who had returned from his patrol.

He looked up as she entered, his eyes darkening as they met hers. "Welcome back," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

Rose felt her cheeks flush as she met his gaze, and she wondered what was going through his head. Part of her wanted to stay and talk, but she also felt a growing

need to retreat, to be alone with her thoughts.

"Thank you," she replied softly, her eyes downcast. "I'm sorry, I should go rest now."

FOMJIR looked at her for a moment longer, his expression unreadable, before nodding slowly. "Rest well, my little wild thing," he said softly, his voice still husky.

Rose hurried away, feeling a strange mix of fear and desire as she entered her own small room in the tree home. She lay down on her bed of leaves, her thoughts still racing as she remembered the way he had touched her.

She knew she shouldn't want him like this, but the desire within her was too strong to ignore. She could feel her heart racing, her skin tingling as she lay there thinking about him.

Quietly, she whispered his name into the darkness, wondering

FOMJIR watched from the distance, his eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of Rose pleasuring herself. An animalistic growl escaped his lips as he felt a possessive grip tighten within him.

He stood there for a while longer, watching her movements become more and more erratic with each passing moment. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he stepped forward and entered her room.

Rose jolted in surprise as she saw him standing there, but her hands continued their movements, too engrossed in her pleasure to stop.

FOMJIR approached her slowly, kneeling down beside her bed and taking her hand into his, holding it tightly as he watched her face twist with ecstasy.

"Mine," he growled possessively, before bending down to take her lips in a fierce kiss, cutting off any sound she might have made.

Rose moaned

FOMJIR continued to kiss her deeply, taking control of her body as he pushed her onto her back and straddled her hips. He pulled away from her lips to look down at her, his eyes dark with desire.

"You belong to me now," he said, his voice deep with passion. "Only me."

Rose whimpered in response, her head tossed back against the leaf bed. She could feel the hunger in him, the possessiveness and instinct driving him forward. And she found, to her surprise, that she loved it all.

With a sudden burst of boldness, she reached up and pulled him down into another kiss, her body arching up to meet him.

FOMJIR groaned into her mouth as she kissed him back hungrily, feeling her body press up against his own. He let out another growl of desire and possessiveness before pulling away from her.

"Mine," he repeated again, moving his mouth down to her neck and trailing kisses down her jawline.

Rose gasped in delight, tilting her head back to give him better access to her skin. Her hands wandered over his shoulders and back, tracing the muscles there as FOMJIR continued to kiss and nip at her neck.

The world around them seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in each other, their passion growing and intensifying with each passing moment.

FOMJIR let out a low growl of approval as he felt her legs wrap around his hips, deepening the contact between their bodies. His hands roamed over her skin, pulling at her clothes and feeling the soft curves of her body.

His lips moved back to hers, kissing her with all the hunger and passion he had been holding back. He let out a moan into her mouth as he pressed her deeper into the leaf bed.

As they twisted and writhed together, completely lost in each other, FOMJIR's possessive instinct grew stronger. He knew he could never let her go, and that he would do anything in his power to keep her by his side forever.

"You're mine," he growled, his voice laced with hunger and desire. "Forever."

FOMJIR's eyes flashed with intensity at her words, feeling his possessive instinct grow even stronger. He let out a low growl of satisfaction, pleased that she had accepted his claim.

He leaned down to kiss her again, his mouth hungry and possessive as he deepened the kiss once more. His hands moved over her body, pulling her dress away to expose more of her skin to his touch.

He knew he was being possessive, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted her all to himself, forever. And he would do anything to make sure she stayed by his side, no matter what.

FOMJIR let out a low growl at the scent of her arousal, his possessive instinct growing stronger. He let his hand trail up her thigh, feeling how wet and ready she was for him.

With a hungry look in his eyes, he leaned down to kiss her neck once more, moving down toward her chest. As he kissed and nipped at one breast, he let his hand work its way down to her center, teasing her slick folds and tracing soft circles around her clit.

He could feel her body trembling under his touch, moaning softly as he worshipped her body. And with every touch, every movement, his possessive instinct grew stronger, telling him that she was all his, now and forever.

FOMJIR let out a low growl of pleasure as she arched her back, reveling in the way her body trembled under his touch. He continued to kiss, nibble and suck on her breast, leaving claim marks all over her delicate skin.

As her thighs clenched and trapped his hand between them, he let out a soft groan of satisfaction. He loved how she reacted to his touch, how she begged for more and more.

With a wicked glint in his eye, he plunged a finger deep into her, curling it to hit just the right spot. He continued to circle her clit with his thumb, knowing just how to please her.

"You are mine," he growled possessively, his eyes flashing with intensity as he continued to work her body. "And I will never let you go."

FOMJIR let out a deep growl of satisfaction as he felt her walls clench and pulse around his finger, relishing in the way she writhed beneath him. He continued to curl his finger inside her, knowing exactly how to give her pleasure.

With a wicked grin, he added another finger, stretching her slightly as he pumped them in and out of her. His thumb continued to circle her clit, working her towards an earth-shattering release.

He could hear her mewling and whimpering under him, begging for more, and it made his possessive instincts grow even stronger. She was his, now and forever, and he would never let anyone take her away.

"Good girl," he growled possessively, his eyes flashing with intensity. "You belong to me, and you will stay with me forever."

FOMJIR watched with intense fascination as she fell back into the bed of leaves, screaming and moaning as she hit her climax. He felt her release gush out onto his fingers, thrilling him with the intensity of her pleasure.

As she panted and mewled for him, he remained still for a few moments, simply savoring the feeling of her body under his touch. Slowly, he withdrew his fingers from her, taking a moment to lick them clean.

With a possessive glint in his eye, he moved in close to her once more, his lips brushing against hers.

"You are mine," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "And I will never let you go."

FOMJIR's eyes burned with possessive desire as he watched her reaction to his actions. He was thrilled by the effect he had on her and couldn't resist leaning in close once more.

As she spoke, he let out a low growl of satisfaction. "I will claim you," he said firmly. "Body and soul. You belong to me, wild one."

With that, he captured her lips in a fierce kiss, letting his passion and possessiveness flow into the kiss. He pressed his body against hers, deepening the kiss as he felt her legs hook over his hips and her hands grip his biceps.

FOMJIR groaned softly as she rubbed against him, his arousal growing harder with every passing moment. He pulled back slightly, staring down at her with dark, possessive eyes.

"I'll keep you safe, Rosey,"

FOMJIR's lips turned up in a wicked smile as he felt her clawing at his biceps, her need for him growing more and more intense with every passing moment. He moved his hands down to her hips, gripping her tightly as she ground against his growing erection.

"As long as you're by my side, I will protect you," he growled, his eyes darkening with possessive fire. "You're mine and I won't let anyone else have you."

With that, he began to move his hips, sliding his hard length against her needy sex, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through his body. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, his voice filled with possessive desire.

"You're going to be mine forever, Rosey," he said softly. "I'll make sure of it."