Shade

The hot breath of Treasca's captor rushed over her face. It was not an unpleasant smell, but it disconcerted her nonetheless. She leaned away, and he crawled to hover above her. Treasca flushed realizing she was still naked from her bath.

"I see what he sees. I can see the appeal now. When we met before I admit I saw nothing worthy of attention. Then you survived the harpies, and I started to see. I regretted sending you to die. I am glad you did not." He said his hand moving down the side of her cheek. His eyes looked like black blind pits in his face. They seemed to glow, but where so dark it was more like the light was sucked into them. His mouth was like crimson against his white flesh and black hair. He looked like shadow incarnate. He reached out, and forced her arms down against the bed pinning her to the bed. She was completely unable to move pinned by his body. She whimpered fear making her heart thunder.

"Can I tell you what I would very much like to do? I want to take you here, and now claim you body and soul. You would be my puppet, and you and I would kill that foul snake. He would despair, because he truly loves you now. Did you not know?" Her eyes widened with shock. She knew Brenton was fond of her, but not that he actually loved her. She was just a means to an end. The Shade, for who else could this be, lowered his lips towards hers. She turned her head to the side with a jerk trying to free herself.

"Please.." She started to beg tears springing to her eyes. He put his hand under her chin turning her back to look at him with gentle, but firm fingers.

He pressed his mouth against hers gentle at first then he pressed her, so she would either open for him or bruise her mouth. She finally did and he deepened the kiss. This had reminded her of something.

"Thalon?" She mumbled into his mouth. The Shade chuckled lifting his face from hers.

"Well I am flattered you recognized me just from a kiss. I am pleased to say I took over him several years ago." He rose off her leaving her shivering.

"You may rest here for now." He said with a bow. His hair flowed around his face like water. He looked at her through a curtain of hair.

"You have three days to decide to be my willing partner, or slave." He shut the door behind him with a snap.