Samantha is caught

The eagle gave a pleased chirp as Chris pressed himself up against her back, slipping his arms around her waist and pulling her close, pressing his face into the soft feathers of her shoulder. Samantha stared as the two stood like that for what felt like an eternity, her own body shivering beneath the sheet as she watched the two cuddling. For a moment the realization of what she'd just seen struck Samantha like a ton of bricks, the young ranger almost leaping off of the cot to confront the male about his actions. She'd barely managed to sit up as she suddenly realized that her hands were still in her pants, her fingers never having stopped as she now suddenly stood in front of the surprised couple. Samantha hesitated for a moment, suddenly praying that the heated pressure building up inside of her would subside, but she had no such luck.

Samantha moaned, her throat opening as she felt her orgasm rocket through her body, letting out the guttural noise as she arched her back, her toes curling as she fell back onto the cot, allowing her legs to spread apart instinctively as her fingers continued to drive themselves into her, her entire body beginning to tingle uncontrollably. She shivered as the pleasure washed over her mind, barely aware of the eagle suddenly upon her. Pain rocketed through her chest, blasting the pleasure away as she stared in shock at the eagle's outstretched talon, a dark liquid soaking onto the cloth grasped in her powerful grip, the male shouting something as he pulled the eagle back, his arms locked around her shoulders. Confused, the ranger looked down, staring in shock at the front of her shirt, the fabric almost completely ripped away, even her bra hanging in tatters as her blood seeped from the three deep gashes in her chest.

Looking up in horror, Samantha watched as Chris pushed the eagle gently back, seeming to scold her for a moment before rushing towards her, reaching behind the stunned girl to switch on a camping light, the harsh artificial light blinding her for a moment before her eyes adjusted, focusing on the worried face of the attractive young man, his lips moving to form a single word.

"Fuck."