Gained and lost

His need was a reckless thing, and her clear invitation only incited him further. He had no words for how much he had missed her in his absence, or how afraid that need had made him. She was a glaring weakness in his life, and the only way he could control that was to control her. And she was so easy to control… 


He dragged his teeth through her coat, moulding her body against his, growling as he saught to own and claim her. His Ignita, his once slave and now love. He pulled himself into her, and made love to her with all of his being. Making up for lost time.