Bigfoot’s Revenge (The Bigfoot Chronicles 3)
Release Date: May 15, 2015
Heat Level: SEXTREME
Publisher: Sassy Vixen Publishing LLC
Category: taboo, horror, dark erotica, fantasy,
paranormal, monster erotica, bigfoot erotica
Series Name: The Bigfoot Chronicles
Word Count: 28,400
Bryanna’s world falls apart after discovering her life had been planned out by her grandmother. Without her consent, she’d been groomed to fulfill her destiny as the Chosen One of an ancient race of creatures known the world over as Bigfoot. Should she follow her heart, or face the darkness that could destroy them all?
Ashar vowed to avenge the death of his pregnant mate at the hands of the humans. Instead, he finds peace in the arms of the wife of the one he’s sworn to destroy. Torn between his love for her and his need for revenge, he risks it all in order to protect his clan from destruction…
At the hands of one of their own.
Travis has spent his entire life trying to fit in. Adopted within days of his birth and raised by a family who are the sworn enemies of the Forest People, he’s struggled to keep his dark side in check…
Until one last betrayal sets it free.
WARNING!!! EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEX between humans and a creature commonly known as Bigfoot
Story Excerpt (PG-13 rated)
Travis kept hidden behind one of the massive redwoods on the edge of the small meadow in order to continue to witness the scene before him. Within moments he became mesmerized by the strange creatures as they darted back and forth. They appeared to be playing a game of keep away. Their laughter rang throughout the clearing. He found it hard to understand how they looked so different and yet acted like the kids at school. He longed to join in the fun, but afraid he would be rejected.
Just like at school.
Just like at home.
When his parents had told him he was going to be a big brother again, his heart sank. Now they wouldn’t have any need to keep him around. They would have two sons of their own. He was the adopted one and no one in the Stevens family had ever let him forget it. Of course his parents had always considered him their son from the moment they held him in their arms, but his aunts, uncles, cousins and even his grandparents continued to treat him as an outsider.
The previous Christmas, he’d overheard an argument between his dad and uncles. One of them had demanded to know exactly who his birth parents were so they could determine if his bloodline was good enough to be included in the Steven’s family.
“Tommy, you know damn well we can’t afford to take any chances our family gets tainted by any Squatch blood.”
“You were the one who encouraged me and Janine to ask McNamara to help us. He knows all about the feud we have with those creatures. Do you really think he’d give us a half breed to raise as one of our own?”
“He’s a politician. He’ll say and do anything as long as it makes Jillian Stone happy. That witch has been nothing but trouble for us since she married the governor’s son.”
“Travis is my son. Period. I don’t give a shit about your theories about his birth parents. We’ve raised him as our own all these years. He’s a teenager for Christ’s sake! Not one of you objected when we brought him home from the hospital.”
“That’s my point! He is a teenager and looking more and more like one of them every day. He towers over the rest of the kids and has more hair than all of them combined.”
You know as well as I do we have just as much Squatch blood in our family tree as anyone in these mountains—“
“You take that back right now before I beat the shit out of you. How dare you insult Ma and Pop with those lies.”
“Boys! Knock it off. There are too many young ears around. I’ll not have your mother’s Christmas dinner ruined with all this nonsense. No matter who popped him out, he is and always will be adopted and not a true Stevens. Let’s just leave it at that.”
Travis had hoped his grandfather would have taken his dad’s side against the others. The old man had made it crystal clear to everyone where he stood. Instead of moping around, he decided to find out all he could about the creatures the Stevens family hated so much.
Every day he’d hike deeper and deeper into the forest surrounding his home in search of any clues about the Forest People. He became obsessed with finding out if he had any connection to them and the answer to one very important question.
Why did my real parents give me away?
“Who are you?”
He jumped and spun around to find himself face to face with one of the most beautiful beings he’d ever laid eyes upon. She looked human in all ways except with more body hair—just like him.
She brushed her red and blonde bangs from her forehead and smiled. “Are you lost?”
“No. I’ve been looking for you and your people.”
She turned to the taller of her companions and spoke a few words in a language Travis swore he’d heard before and then repeated them in English. “Roanolar. Tell Shaman we need her assistance. One of the humans has wandered away from home and needs help.”
“I didn’t wander away from anywhere. I’m trying to find my family.”
The female held his gaze and smiled again. “Very few humans are allowed to get this close to our village. Who are you, really?”
He smiled as a wave of peace washed over him. Something about her smile and her soft, husky voice calmed his soul. “I don’t know. Maybe you can help me figure it out.”
“She already has by sending for me.”
His skin flushed from head to toe and his chest constricted. That voice! I know her.
The medicine woman touched his cheek. “You have your mother’s eyes, young one.”
“You know who he is, Grandmother?” The one called Roanolar stood at her side and appeared to size him up from head to toe.
She turned and walked toward the edge of the clearing. “Come with me, Trrrravis. I’ve been waiting for your return. We have much to discuss. The rest of you will say nothing of this to anyone. Taema? Roanolar? Do I have your vow?”
Both bowed before her. “Yes, Shaman.”
Taema. I love the sound of her name. Maybe this shaman will be able to tell me about her too. He stepped up his pace in order to walk by her side. “How did you know my name?”
She chuckled and continued on at her brisk pace. “There is very little about you I don’t know. I’ll answer all your questions as soon as we’re out of sight from any others. No one else can know of your existence.”
“Why? What’s the big secret? I came here to find out who the fuck I am and why I was given to a family that hates everything about me.”
She spun around and hit the center of his chest with her staff. “We had no choice! You would have died within a few days of your birth if we didn’t send you there. You will hold the rest of these questions of yours until we have privacy. Understood?”
His cheeks burned with his embarrassment. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Etsey is my name. Not ma’am.”
“I was taught not to address my elders by their first name.”
“You were raised well. If you don’t wish to use my given name, you may address me as Shaman…or Grandmother.”
He stared at her and his mind blanked. His body seemed too heavy to move let alone breathe.
She raised one eyebrow and chuckled. “Don’t look so surprised, child. Who else would know so much about you if not one of your blood?”
She turned and then continued to make her way across the field toward another cluster of redwoods.
He forced his feet to move and followed the rest of the way in silence, too shocked to form the words to express the conflicting emotions that coursed through his brain.
Bryanna sighed and made her way through the sliding glass doors and out onto the deck. The full moon called out to her, especially this one. The Yurok tribe called it the Strawberry Moon because it signaled the time to harvest the berries that now were grown all over the state. She’d spent several hours in her grandmother’s garden gathering the red fruit before her graduation celebration. She would’ve preferred to stay in the garden, but her parents had insisted she attend the ceremony and the after party.
While her classmates continued to celebrate well into the night, she chose to spend the evening with her family. Not that she had much choice. The few teens she had thought were her friends preferred to be with the party crowd then with her. So be it. She didn’t need them distracting her from her studies with her grandmother.
The first and most important lesson—always listen with your heart.
Her heart heard the moon well before it appeared in all its glory. She yearned to dance naked in her garden and bathe in the light of the celestial orb that ruled the night sky. Her mind wandered throughout dinner but she thought she’d been able to cover it well. The only one who seemed to notice had been her grandfather.
I’ve seen that faraway look many times before, darlin’. Your grandmother could never hide it from me so don’t you go trying to do it either. It’s in your blood. Don’t fight it and don’t worry about the rest of the family. I’ll boot them out in a couple hours and you’ll have free reign to do whatever you please.
He’d kissed her on both cheeks, hugged her and then ran off to play host and leave her to her thoughts.
Three hours later she found herself alone in her room and ready to greet the night and anything Mother Moon had in store for her. She slipped out of her robe and let it fall in a pool of material at her feet. She raised her hands toward the sky and prayed. It had been over a year since her dream lover had appeared to her. Tonight she hoped he’d hear her heart call out to him.
Mother Moon, please grant me this wish,
That the one who holds my heart
Would one day yearn for me and my kiss.
Sister Stars, help me plead my case.
What can I do to make him see
That his search can be over in my embrace?
Why does my heart burn
For one who cannot see?
Why does he believe
The love of strangers over me?
Mother Moon and Sister Stars,
Guide me on my path
To find a love heartfelt and true…
Is that too much to ask?
Please tell me what to do…
I’m good enough to keep him warm
On cold winter’s nights,
But fall short when considering
A mate, a lover or a wife.
Should I stay the course and hope
One day his heart will finally see…
That the life he’s been dreaming of…
Is right here with me?
Should I let my dream go?
Let my heart try to mend?
Accept the fate dealt to me…
And the loneliness that never ends?
Mother Moon and Sister Stars,
Guide me in one last Dance.
I offer all I have…
All that I am…
For one last chance.
Tonight I bare my soul
For the one whose arms
I long to be in at every breaking dawn.
Help me plead my case,
My life, and my love.
Show him that I am
And forever will be…
His only one.
She stepped off the deck and made her way down the path to the wading pool in a secluded part of the garden. The stones around the water had been designed to be natural solar panels. During the day they absorbed the heat of the sun and then gently warmed the pool kept it at a comfortable temperature. She submerged herself up to her shoulders and then reclined so her head rested on the ledge. She closed her eyes and allowed her mind to wander.
“Wake up, my love.”
Her eyes popped open as strong arms wrapped around her body and lifted her from the pool. “Is it really you?”
His lips brushed over hers and answered her question. He placed her on a pile of soft leather pelts and stretched out beside her. His fingertips danced along her skin and ignited the fire deep within her soul that she’d thought had died when he left her the last time.
“Please don’t let this be a dream. I can’t take this if you’re not really here with me now.”
“What does your heart tell you?”
Her heart fluttered in response to the deep, rich timbre of his voice. The same voice she’s longed to hear whisper in her ear for so long. She placed her right hand along his face and held his gaze. “It beats only for you. I’ve been lost without you in my life. Where did you go?”
He chuckled and kissed her neck. “I never left but waited in the wings until you were of age in this world to give yourself to me. Tonight we seal our bond. You are mine as I am yours. Nothing will keep us from finding each other ever again.”
She pushed him away and sat up. The anger she’d felt after he left her flooded to the surface. As much as she’d longed to be in his arms again, she promised herself she’d get answers from him first. Her mind silenced her heart and made her see she was indeed in her dream world. There was no way the love of her life was there with her in the flesh. It was magic that brought him into her arms again—not his, but her own.
“No. There will be no giving myself to you or anyone else until I have some answers first.”
“I’ll tell you anything you wish to know. All you have to do is ask.” He sat up and faced her. His amber colored eyes held hers as he waited patiently for her to begin.
She scanned his face and memorized every last detail. She knew the moment she woke from her dream, his features would blur and stay just out of reach if she tried to recall them. Thick, coarse brown hair covered his bulging muscular frame. Even seated, he cut an impressive figure, as did his erect cock. She licked her lips and closed her eyes. Keep your hormones in check a little while longer. Clear you mind of everything else except the answers you seek.
“You wish to know how it is I can come to you like this?” He tilted his head to the side and then patted the spot next to him.
She dropped to her knees and nodded. “Why me? Why not one of your own kind?”
“We are fated to be together. The existence of my kind depends upon our joining as one. You may see me as a beast, but I live, love and bleed as you do. I feel pain and suffer as you do. My heart breaks as yours does every time I have to be away from you. It’s the will of the gods we be together now as it was their will we be apart until this moment in time. We are here in the realm between your world and the next. It’s very much like the one in your dreams but this time it’s not a fantasy in your mind. You are here with me. Flesh, blood and bone.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled her into his lap. “I don’t see you as a beast, but you’re nothing like anyone I’ve been with before. I tried to move on and find another who can bring out the same kind of passion. None compare to you and not one of them could satisfy the ache I feel when I’m not in your arms. I don’t understand any of this.”
“You will in time. You have much to learn baby priestess.”
She bit her lip to prevent herself from pouting. “I’m no longer a child.”
“And that’s why I’m able to be with you tonight. When we were together before, only our spirits joined. Now we’ll be together mind, body and soul.” His cock pulsed against the curve of her ass.
She gasped as he pulled her up from his lap and wrapped her legs around his waist.
The head of his cock eased into her cunt as he turned to lay her back on the pelts. He braced his weight on his forearms as he entered her fully. “I don’t care how many others have had you. You’re mine. You’ll always be mine.”
“Yes. Yours.” She dug her heels into the back of his thighs as he pumped into her with wild abandon. She moaned and panted beneath him. Her body gave in to his every touch and kiss as his rock hard cock stroked every inch of her. Her inner muscles clenched around his shaft and pulled him in as far as she could take him in, and still she needed more.
He growled and slammed into her as his cum exploded from his body.
She screamed as her own orgasm gripped her body with such force, she thought she’d broken all of the bones in her body. There was no pain, only a pleasure so profound it drained her of every ounce of energy.
He collapsed on top of her and then rolled so she now lay on top of his body. Both of them clung to each other as their breathing normalized and their racing hearts slowed to their natural rhythms.
He cradled her in his arms, carried her back to the pool and then rinsed away all traces of their encounter. “One day my seed will plant within your womb. It will be the start of many children we’ll have together and the beginning of a new era for our people.”
Our people. I love the sound of that! “Why do we have to wait? I want to start our life together now. ”
“As I’ve said before, you have much to learn— about the world, magic, and medicine.”
“If that’s true, then why come to me now?
“You are and have always been my soul mate. I will find you in every life and nothing will keep me from you. For now our dream world and the mists in between are all we have. We will find each other again. I promise. Until then, this has to be our last night together.” He kissed her once more.
She woke up with a start, alone in the pool. She cried out as she tried to stand up. She fell back down into the water and sobbed, her body too weak to hold her up after being fucked so thoroughly. “No! Please don’t go. Take me with you now.”
She tried with all of her might to hold on to her dream lover, but it was of no use. The vision of his face blurred and then locked away deep within her mind. She vowed to ask her grandmother to teach her more about dream walking and how to access the memories buried in her head. She hated the emptiness that filled her heart and soul as his face faded from her conscious mind. If I can learn how to hang onto my dreams, I won’t have to go through this agony again.
She made her way back up to the house and collapsed on top of her bed. “Why must it be this way?”
A familiar voice whispered in her ear. “I will always be with you. Trust your heart. It will bring you back to me when the gods decide it’s our time once again.”
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Tawny Savage has always enjoyed reading and writing taboo erotica that can bring all of our deepest darkest fantasies to life. Her tales aren’t for the faint of heart and won’t always have the happily ever after ending. You’ll laugh, cry and want to beat the hell out of some of her characters and that’s just fine with Tawny. She’ll help you do it!
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