**Chapter 3: Unleashing the Beast**

As Weiss rose to her feet, a sly smile still plastered on her face, she seemed to expect Eli to remain seated, his eyes fixed on her with a mixture of desire and hesitation. But what she didn't expect was the sound of his pants unbuckling, a low, rough grunt escaping his lips as he stood up, his movements sudden and forceful. Weiss's eyes widened as a large, rough hand closed around her wrist, spinning her back around to face Eli. His eyes, once filled with a mix of shock and arousal, now blazed with a fierce, primal intensity that made Weiss's heart skip a beat. The voice that spoke next was like nothing she had ever heard before - rough, husky, and utterly commanding. "You shouldn't think you can get away that easily, Weiss," Eli growled, his words dripping with a raw, animalistic energy that sent shivers down her spine. As Weiss tried to process what was happening, Eli's hand tightened around her wrist, his grip like a vice. With a swift motion, he yanked her forward, his other hand reaching for the waistband of her shorts. The fabric ripped downwards, exposing her to the air, and Weiss felt a jolt of fear mixed with anticipation. Before she could react, Eli slammed her onto his dick, his hips driving upwards with a force that left Weiss breathless. She felt a searing pain, followed by a wave of intense pleasure, as Eli began to move, his body pistoning in and out of hers with a primal, relentless rhythm. Weiss's eyes went wide as she realized she had bitten off more than she could chew. The Eli she thought she knew was gone, replaced by a raw, animalistic force that seemed to have a life of its own. She tried to struggle, but Eli's grip was unyielding, his body dominating hers with a sheer, brute strength that left her gasping for air. As the world around her began to spin, Weiss knew she was in for the ride of her life. The question was, would she be able to survive it?