Threads of Fate

by Lexi Esme

“You called out to me. And I know your name. I addressed you as Amata for a reason.” I scarcely dare to breathe, “And why's that?” He lifts a hand to caress the side of my face, making warmth crawl up my neck and cheeks. “Because where I’m from, Amata is a term of affection we give to our destined wives.”

"Only our wives can command us. You called out to me, and here I am. If I weren’t tied to you, that wouldn’t have happened. It’s fated, Amata...”

"We can work," I assure her. "I'm not that different from you. If you need time to adjust, I can give you time. Soon enough, we will do anything normal married couples of your species do."

“This is my human form. I take it from the look on your face, you agree we are at the bare minimum, anatomically matched?” “You would destroy me,” I blurt, then quickly slam my hand over my mouth, heat rising up my face. "Adorable." He chuckles softly, sending a ripple of goosebumps across my skin. “And, what if I promise to be gentle?”

“Don’t apologize for touching what belongs to you,” His voice comes huskily.

“Better yet, how about you repeat what you just said to my wife?” Todd’s eyes cross as he gawks at Sephtis, who looms over his smaller frame, like a predator with his prey. The lights in Visionaries buzz, their intensity increasing with every step Sephtis takes to close the distance.

She leans her head against my shoulder for the rest of the drive, and suddenly, it's like nothing else exists. In that moment, I'm a happy husband.

“The venom in my fangs is a powerful aphrodisiac, a little bit leaves my victims temporarily paralyzed in an orgasmic state, and entirely relaxed."

“I will not lay a finger on you until you beg me to.” His voice is a low growl as he stares at me, his eyes do not waver. I believe him. "What happens if I do?"

He leans down and whispers his seductive promise in my ear, "I will make you feel pleasure beyond anything you've ever felt before."

“You look absolutely delectable, Amata,” he says, "You're mine, Rhianne. I will have you; you have no idea how much I wanted to take you, but only when you begged me for it, not a second before."

His words drip with passion, daring me to resist the pleasure that he promises. "I'm going to leave you aching for me...and only me."

I feel magnetized to her with an innate force, a need so visceral that I shudder. It's a hunger that no amount of food or drink can satisfy. I want her more than my next breath, more than anything in this world or any other. In every way imaginable.

He takes my lips with his, and I melt in his hold. I breathe him in, and when he kisses me, it feels like the first time all over again. It’s soft and sweet and full of passion. I can feel myself falling into him, and I don’t want it to end.

"Command it of me, Amata." His lips brush against mine. "I am yours to have and to hold, my heart is yours for eternity."

“Keep your eyes on me, Amata." His voice is a low and growling purr, and my eyes meet his. Then as soft as a whisper, he says: “You're doing such a good job.”