Your Blood and Bones are Mine to Hold

As both wolves came down from their climaxes, Aliana collapsed breathless and exhausted where she lay, aquamarine eyes gently closed and a content smile on her face while she panted for air. Her entire body felt warm and numb in all the best ways, only a dull ache from where their coupling had stirred healing bruises, but otherwise unharmed. This was the first time Chimera hadn't bitten her in the midst of coitus, and Ali had felt relieved to have only known pleasure, and yet strangely missed the familiar sting of his fangs sinking through her tender flesh. Perhaps she had gotten so used to his feral claiming of her body that this side of Chimera felt unusual and unfamiliar—but not at all unwelcome. She had gotten to watch the pleasure on his face, shifting his expressions with each heavy breath or growl, and she reveled in knowing that he was experiencing that ecstasy with her.

As Chimera unwound himself from her body and stepped away to slake his thirst, Ali settled comfortably onto her side, half-lidded eyes watching the massive handsome behemoth as he strode away, watching how powerful muscles rippled and moved beneath taut skin and fur. Her eyes followed the slate striped along his back, moving up the near perfect seam of black and white fur from his rump up to his pink nose and mismatched eyes. He was so handsome, he could have had any fae in the world he desired with his looks alone. It made her wonder why he ever wasted his time on her. Was it convenience? Pity, maybe? The relentless urge to dominate in the ways he knew best? Whatever it was, Ali had graciously taken everything he'd given her. A dainty paw slid slowly up to trace over her new collar again, the smooth leather a physical reminder that she belonged to him—well, that and the pleasant ache deep inside her where he had filled her only moments ago.

All at once, Chimera's eyes were on her, and Aliana felt her heart miss a beat. She lifted her head to gaze at him with curious eyes. His words confused her. What would she do if she were released from his ownership? Ali just stared at Chi, trying to wrap her head around what he was asking. All she'd ever known in her life was serving someone else, doing what she was told to do, living her life for the pleasure and comfort of whoever owned her. Never once had she even considered a life beyond what she knew. How could she? Being born into shackles meant one only ever knew the embrace of a cage. Freedom seemed like such a foreign ideal that it couldn't be comprehended.

Ali hesitated, unable to form the thoughts to make any words. Chimera approached her then, and once more Aliana's heart began to race, but she couldn't tell if it was out of fear or from having him look at her with those predatory eyes that looked like he wanted to devour her again. She peered up at her master, teal-green eyes wide with bewilderment for his questions. That husky purr of his voice made her shiver visibly, but it was nothing compared to when he hooked a claw under her collar and tugged her head up so their gazes locked. The clouded fae gasped, feeling the leather pull taut around her neck almost painfully so. Her heart was going a million miles an hour now, but that heat had returned to her depths with it. This wasn't fear she was feeling anymore. He raised a brow, waiting for an answer, but it took Ali's whirling brain a few moments more to come to the answer she knew was the truth.

Raising a delicate paw, Aliana touched soft paw pads to Chimera's sculpted chest, longing for the simple pleasure of feeling him again. Her eyes never strayed from his, seeing in his pink and hazy eyes the rest of her life. "I've always belonged to you, Sir. I always will," she said, longing to call him by his name again, but not daring to upset him by stepping outside her station beyond the passions of their carnal desires. Her lyrical voice was soft as she tried to keep from choking with the added pressure Chimera was putting on her collar with his tugging. She could feel the edges of the collar pressing into the veins and arteries of her throat, not quite choking her completely, but definitely starting to make her feel lightheaded with every passing minute. "You've given me all I've ever known, provided for me, protected me. You are my life." She let her paw slowly glide from his chest to drip across the foreleg holding her by the collar. "I am yours, until the day my heart stops, and in whatever world comes next."

"Aliana"