The Littlest Red Hood Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Littlest Red Hood Part 2

Cordelia ran at a hard sprint, pushing herself harder, trying to outrun all the emotions that had been building inside her. When she couldn’t push it any further, she slowed to a jog. As she slowed to a walk, she started to feel the cool air and realized she should have brought her cloak. She looked around and saw that she had run a lot further than she had planned. Cordelia was almost two miles outside of the village. She stopped and bent over with her hands on her knees, so her head was down when she heard the twig crack. She didn’t snap her head up, but it took some work not too. All of her senses were suddenly alive. She could smell smoke, so there had to be a campsite close by. She straightened up and put her hands on her hips to get one of her knives. That’s when she remembered that she hadn’t brought any weapons. ‘How could I have been so stupid?’ she thought to herself. Cordelia stretched, making it seem like she was unaware of the sounds of something creeping her way. She didn’t see anything, but knew she had two options; run and hope she made it back to the village where she knew the secret stashes of weapons were, or she could stand and fight. Her decision was made for her when she heard another set of footsteps; then another. That made three of whom or whatever was coming up behind her. If she had weapons she would have fought, instead she broke into a hard sprint. Her footsteps were loud on the path, but she could hear whoever they were crashing through the ...

... branches and leaves behind her. She had the advantage of knowing the woods, but her lungs were burning and it was so hard to breathe. They were behind her, so she couldn’t slow down. She heard them break off and wanted to see, but refused to look back for fear of losing her footing. Finally, she saw the first few houses, but they were getting closer. Cordelia saw something she had been praying to see, a light. There was a light on in Cade’s house. She wasn’t sure she had enough air left to scream, but she had to try. “Cade!” she screamed jumping the small pile of wood he had beside his porch. She hit the door just as he opened it. He caught her and he swung her behind him, protecting her. His sword was in his hand and he was ready for a fight. Cordelia collapsed on the floor behind him and grabbed the knife off his ankle. “What’s after you?” he asked, softly keeping his eyes focused on the dark. In between gasps she managed to get out, “Don’t- know-only-heard-at least-three.” That’s when they heard the howls. They were soft, but loud enough that there was no doubting what it was; Werewolves. Werewolves had chased her into the village. There were a couple of little answering yips that sounded closer. Her lungs were burning and she thought she was going to throw up, but she managed to stand up and step out on the porch with Cade. She leaned on the door frame for a moment because her legs were feeling weak. Neither one of them talked as they walked off the porch. Four figures were ...