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And this unique creature was his female. She belonged to him. Many vrix had tamed wild creatures as pets; why should he not have one of his own?
“Oh mai gahd, pleez dohnt eet mee.”
Keeping his hands upon her, he met her gaze. “Ivy do good. You make catch.”
She was bareback riding an arachnotaur.
“You are such a…a…an asshole!” She spun and stalked away from him, toward the trees. “You say I am what poop comes out of?” he growled from behind her. “Yes! Stinky, yucky poop!”
“I would see you clad in silk.” He dropped the leaf and cupped the underside of her jaw, angling her face toward his as he took her hips between two of his hands. “I will see you clad in my silk.”
Ivy had never been happier in all her life than she was in this alien jungle with her spider man.

