Dark Need by Clarissa Wild

In the middle of the night he took me.
Dangerous and wild, I only know him as Soren.
My captor, my tormentor.
He forces me to walk miles on end and refuses to tell me why.
All he does is stare …
And it sets my body on fire.
He’s a muscular giant with raw, unbridled needs.
If I run, he’ll catch me.
If I fight, he’ll pin me down.
And worst of all … I’m beginning to like it.
But what I fear the most is that he lives for it.
Everyone knows a beast can’t be chained.
One way or another … his darkest needs will always come out to play.