Threads of Fate

by Lexi Esme

"Maybe you should turn on the GPS. I don’t want you to get lost.” Gary snorts. “Relax. This is a shortcut. I take this way all the time to get to your home.” I furrow my brows, trying to think back to the last time I invited him over. I can't dredge up a memory of it. “I'm sorry, when have you been to my house?” His silence makes the short hairs on the back of my neck stand. “When have you been to my house?” I repeat.

I knew you were mine, and I always protect what is mine. I followed you home every day to make sure you were safe…and alone.” His thin lips curl into a smile that makes my stomach drop. “You knew I was there. I know you did. That’s why you always undress in front of the window, behind that sheer curtain. You wanted me to see that perfect body of yours.”

“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...”

"This is real, I am real." I breathe, my voice comes out thickly. I pause, looking into her eyes. She looks a little dazed. "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.

“L-look, I didn’t know she was married.” He finally blurts. “Do I look like I give a fuck? Repeat what you said so that her husband might hear you.” All I want to do is tear this human apart, it would be so easy.

"You can’t kill everyone that says or does something to me you don’t like.” “Yes, I can,” he retorts, his tone deadly, putting the toast down. “That’s something you need to learn fast. I can take a lot…I can tame my anger on my own behalf, but no one disrespects or hurts my wife. The next time, Amata, I will kill him.”

“What’s...happening to me?” I ask in a mumble, fighting to keep my eyes open. “The venom in my fangs is a powerful aphrodisiac, a little bit leaves my victims temporarily paralyzed in an orgasmic state, and entirely relaxed."

You’ll still be able to see, to hear, to talk, to feel everything – but you won’t be able to move or resist me. I’ll be in total control, and you’ll be forced to experience every inch of yourself begging for my touch. Every utterance, moan, or whimper of pleasure you make will only fuel my deep hunger for you...I

My legs follow, lifting my body so I am completely suspended in midair, snared and controlled by Sephtis. Finally, he hikes my skirt up to my waist, and easily yanks off my panties in a quick tear of fabric.

“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."

grip biting into my skin. His voice absolutely thick with desire, he whispers, "I'm going to fill you up so deeply with my cock, I won't stop until you beg me to, Rhianne." 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."

"Sephtis, I can't move..." I whisper dazedly, my heartbeat erratic. He laughs softly in response, his arms tightening around me even more. I feel the points of his fangs at my neck. "I know..." I close my eyes, a hot shudder running through me as his fangs slowly pierce my skin, my breath catching in my throat.