The Dawn Poured into Me

He felt the need to hold her against him forever, to keep her from the world and be the one to exclusively enjoy her brilliantly made body. She was perfection covered in gold and cobalt fur, a priceless gem that would complete any collection. Yet at the same time he could never force her under his possession. Her spirit was to rebellious to ever thrive as she did beneath him. Though it pained him to think of it he knew that eventually she would be shared with many other men. He?d sigh as she met his gaze, burying his worries to listen to her sweet words, and finding he could not have agreed with her more. Eternity could pass and if he was just to hold her for all that time a complaint would never be spilled from his jaws. "I wouldn?t dream of it, my dear." His voice was dark as he nuzzled her neck softly, his teeth nipping softly at the smooth skin beneath her plush fur.

"Speech"