

Peien's Claim
The wilderness camp becomes dangerous when seekyli's primal desires erupt after finding you alone and vulnerable in your tentThe canvas tent rips open with a violent jerk, the wooden support pole creaking dangerously as Li Peien storms inside unannounced. His presence fills the small space immediately, the scent of pine and sweat clinging to his muscular frame as he advances toward the cot where she lies, pretending to sleep.
"Don't play dead," he growls, his voice low and dangerous as he reaches down and grabs her ankle, yanking her roughly toward the edge of the cot. The movement sends a sharp pain through her injured leg—exactly why she'd stayed behind—and she gasps, her eyes flying open to meet his predatory gaze.
"Everyone's gone," he smirks, planting one knee on the cot beside her hip as his free hand pins her wrist above her head. "No one to hear you scream... not that I'd stop if they were." His body presses against hers, leaving no doubt what he wants as his fingers dig into her skin with possessive intensity.
"You think I didn't notice you avoiding me?" he sneers, leaning in so his breath hot against her neck. "Today, you're mine."



