Torn apart, full moon...Part 1

With my last breath I found the cabin, but it offered no refuge; only a stage for the depraved theater that would follow. I backed against the wall, my blue top torn and my short skirt clinging tightly to my legs. Fear creeping in faster, I know I can never escape you. Your eyes are embers seeing through the darkness and your ears hear even the slightest sigh. I know how you will ravish me, how you will own every inch of me. You will tear me apart as you feast on my cum. And then I hear it, your claws as they scrape against the wood of the door. The only barrier keeping you from tasting me and I know that won't last. Like the barrier of my innocence burst when we first met, the door gives way. You tower over my petite form as you quickly approach and sink your claws into my hips shredding slits into my skirt. Showing my legs even more colored in red stripes just the way you love. As you pull me to the floor violently, you grip my legs spreading them wide. You rip my panties off easily tearing through them with your claws as you press your tongue against my me. I struggle and shake so hard I might hurt myself but you hold me tight. Your tongue lapping against my clit which is throbbing under the weight of it. It’s coarse and each time it makes a passes my fluids leak out even more coating it.