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.”

My lips part slightly, as I stare into her eyes, my breathing heavy, in this moment, it's as though she has me caught, as helpless as any creature entangled tightly in a web. Just like that, I am hers.

“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.

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

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