Startling

His voice rasped her name, her name, her name. It wrapped around her neck like a glittering chain, a veritable stranger now held her name like a leash made of string and dew.

She drew her breath in with a shudder as he leaned to her ear, whispering naught sweet nothings but a doom ever clear. To leave him behind, to scamper astray he would pursue her till her very last breath... floated away.

Her sweet eyes reflected wildflower purples, they bore into sand as if they could bury her dreams. He stood titanic above her and declared her purpose. To be his legacy, his delight, his thrall, and his means.

Her eyes dared to ascend, to capture his gaze and plead for his mercy absent. She gently postured herself upright per his demand and leaned in to her grasping groom. Her mind was awash with delirious reasons to twist and turn her luck into starlight. Alas, she was belovedly doomed.

Her being betrayed her as it responded to his caresses, betrayed or dismayed her? The tingling cascaded beneath her ebony fur. She had gone so long untouched by another that the shards of her decency and aegis fell to her feet around her like a veil on the wedding night.

Her eyes closed to the world and she let her dreams overcome her new chains in the aether. A low whisper of a song escaped from her throat unbidden as he raked his teeth over her coat. She leaned her head away from him giving him access to her vulnerable throat. How, how, how had she come here, to this, to be, to him?