Stripping Mr. Handsome Naked In The Middle Of The Forest

"Aahh, Ahhhh!!" The man lying in his own pool of blood groaned in pain. His breaths were creating havoc that he couldn't even groan in pain. He was growing weaker and would knock unconscious at any time. This was clear from his aching groans reducing in pitch.

Skyla's hand fled to her mouth as she gaped at the dying man with her big eyes. A different wave of fear hit her hard and the hair of her body stood erect on seeing the man in a disheveled state. Never had she seen someone this injured, someone who could depart to the deathbed anytime.

Skyla was dead scared seeing the man's body wriggling with pain. He was lying on the ground on his stomach. His breaths escaping from his mouth were hitting the ground and causing the mud to puff and settle on his face and some mud particles were invading his eyes.

His partially opened eyes were bloodshot, shining like rubies but the glow was slowly fading away as the strappy man's condition wouldn't allow him to lift the weight of his eyelids.