Threads of Fate

by Lexi Esme

I'm talking to a giant, man-eating spider-being in a pit, with absolutely no means of escape.

Definitely not a man, but not quite a beast.

here before me stands the woman who has the ability to summon me to her, to control me.

Great. Human or not, men still don’t listen.

“Don’t apologize for touching what belongs to you,”

A "man-spider"—a "spider-man"? is sleeping under my roof for the night, a man who is both dangerous and oddly attractive.

I'm a predator, an engine of war dedicated to the protection of my Amata against all enemies. And this man has crossed that line.

He holds me tighter than any man has ever held me, and I am lost in him, consumed with desire for this powerful, seductive creature that has me completely under his spell.

I’m hanging in his web, bound and completely at his mercy.

He bites down on my clit and hot mascara tears pour down my face.

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."

I want her more than my next breath, more than anything in this world or any other. In every way imaginable.

I lick him like an ice cream cone, and he tastes divine.

she holds my very heart in her hands.

You are my beacon in the darkness,