It's like my very soul feels safe with him. Like it inherently knows this man, touching and caressing and feeling me, would never do a single thing to bring me harm. I want walls to protect myself, but he brought them down, crumbling them with his dominance with half a thought. Malakai just is. He’s a king among men, an apex predator – the predator – and despite the morally grey lines he dances upon and the evil he controls, he’s someone I am willing to worship. For a taste.
