secure my chains, make them tight

É R E B O S


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she finally did give him what he desired-, at a cost he already expected. "so be it." he grumbled, stepping forward to cross over the borders now, accepting her terms. he attempted to push against her sleek form, aiming to nudge her shoulder as he purposefully wanted to mark her. he growled then, smelling her heat evermore. if he was to secure his place, he needed more than her word. "are you done for the season?" he asked in a low voice, taunting her. his eyes pressing on her silvery pools with low lids, wanting her soon. he played his part, like she did hers.
he would not be gentle with his doing of widow in any facet. nor would he offer her much personal consideration in regards to her feelings, comfort and taste. "a tour maybe?" he suggested, stepping past her now into the pack lands before pausing to look over his shoulder.

"talk" 'think'