Drakus laughs, and takes a steps towards her.

"Did I deny that it was rape? Of course it is rape. And as such, your own desires do not affect what is about to happen. Tell me, do you think that the fact you don't want this to happen will change anything? I am going to tear those clothes off your body, then satisfy my needs on your warm, soft curves.

"And you... Well, you will doubtless run, or hide, and then fight, but none of this will matter. I am far stronger than you, and you are alone here, on an island where you and the other girls exist purely for the sexual pleasure of inhuman beings.

"Now then... I feel you are as tired of words as I. Shall me move on to actions?"

He takes another slow, confident step towards her.

"Leave? I want to fuck you, Leyna. And I can do so without any consequences. Why would I want to leave? Because you want me to? Or rather, because you tell me to... What you want is, you begin to fear, something very different than me leaving."

He steps up next to her, and reaches for her shoulders.

"But struggle all you want. It makes it so much more enjoyable when you kick and wriggle, and even more so when you fight not to show how much you want me inside you."

The punch lands solidly in his stomach with all the focused power her training had drilled into her. But beyond the meaty thump of impact, it seems to have no effect on her still-smiling attacker.

"Ah, Leyna, you'll be a very enjoyable fuck. The feisty ones always are."

His grin gets wider, impossibly so, seeming to split his face wide open as his form swells and shifts before her eyes. His clothing tears as he grows to over eight feet tall, and his face become a nightmarish hybrid of wolf and bat.

"Now then, to the matter at hand!"

His hands grasp at her shoulders, seeking to grab her and hold her pinned helpless...

Drakus presses his huge form against her, pinning her squirming body against the tree. Kicking, punching, biting and gouging she inflicts many minor injuries that should give pause to any normal rapist. But the creature assailing her barely seems to notice.

"Indeed I am" he chuckles. "But I'm an arrogant bastard whose prick is about to be buried between your legs."

He catches hold of the neck of her hoodie with one hand, and with his inhuman strength and sharp claws tears it all the way down, shredding her clothing so it falls open, leaving nothing but her bra to cover her breasts. A huge, cool, taloned hand closes over one, squeezing it hard.

"Delightful" he murmurs.

Drakus fondles her breasts slowly, showing he feels no need to hurry. His sharp claws scrape lightly over the bare skin above her bra, and he grins at the struggling girl.

"Oh? Well then, if you stop fighting and undress, I shan't have to ruin the rest of your clothes, shall I?"

His fingers slice through her bra between the two cups, and he regards her bare breasts. His fingers pinch the erect nipples with sharp talons.

"You'll try to kill me, of that I have no doubt. But do you know what else will happen? You'll also climax. More than once. With me inside you, you'll have orgasm after orgasm. You know this is true, you can feel your arousal. you're fighting it even now."

He leans down, and his long, forked tongue licks out across her breasts, teasing and tasting the long, hard nipples. He weighs one, then the other, in his hand, kneading it and letting his talons press into her skin, leaving marks on her flesh and no doubt in her mind what he can do to her.

"Perhaps I will. But now they shall most definitely be ripped."

His hand releases her breasts, and moves down to unfasten her belt, then pop the button, then pull her flies open. His clawed fingers slide down into her pants, and rub at her panties.

"Already moist? Really, you're about to be raped and you're wet? DO they drug you girls somehow? Or are you just this must of a slut that you get wet at the very hint of a cock?"

Her blow strikes him solidly, to the same effect as any of her other attacks. He laughs, and rips away her panties inside her pants. His fingers part her moist folds, rubbing across her hard clit and the entrance to her sex.

"Very well, I shall refrain from further words. Time for action instead."

He pulls her pants with one hand, awkwardly but with enough strength that they are soon tangled round her ankles. He pushes between her thighs, and his thick, hard cock buts against her belly. He grinds his hips, pushing it into her.

"Soon be inside you, Leyna. Soon be filling you, stretching you, making you scream..."

Drakus begins to rub the length of his hard, pulsing cock against her sex. It slides up and down, the edge of the throbbing pole rubbing her clit, the entrance to her sex, and the sensitive wet petals between.

"I think that I want to see you beg, Leyna. Yes, I will hear you begging for it. This cock is going to be inside you, hard and deep. My seed will soon be inside you, coating your hungry female core. But first, you are going to beg."

His hands start squeezing and pinching her breasts again, as his rubbing continues.

"Say it, Leyna. Say what you're already thinking. Say that you want me to fuck you. Say you want to ride my cock like the horny little slut that you are."