it’s late enough now

It was well after dark and Orion was feeling a bit more relaxed and was packing up to head home when she heard the snap of a twig but 10ft behind her. How had she not picked up their scent before they got that close? She grabbed her daggers from her sheath armed for what ever was to come from the woods Just before the fields. She hears a voice as the foot steps approach her. Her palm itching from the fresh mark on her skin.

"I know she's out here I can feel her, I'm so close." The voice says quietly. Her sharp ears picking up the familiarity of the voice. It clicked. It was HIS.

"Are you looking for me?" I asked standing up putting my daggers back in their sheath.

"Well I was looking for a little bunny that seemed to have run away from me" the voice sneered.

Annoyed I responded "well looks like your little bunny rather have her freedom than a cage".

I felt the silence in the air. Good. Get the message. I don't care if we matched, I'm not gonna marry him.

"You're right I mean who would prefer a cage to all this open space? Even a golden cage is still a cage isn't it?" He seemed to have a softness in his voice that time. "So I can't blame the little bunny for running off, but I'd like it if she did come back, maybe the cage can have a door?"

And there went any credit he had gotten with that last statement. "How about no cage and then there's no reason for a door" I said back as he came from behind a tree.

There he was, standing before me. He was wearing something different now, more relaxed clothing. A pair of baggy slack like pants and a baggy shirt with a v shape neck line. It was hard to stand my ground with him standing in front of me like that. He was even more beautiful now looking at him. I could feel a warmth in my chest and my heart quickened its pace.

"I may have lost my bunny, but I found you out here and wonder if it would be a worthy trade" he snickered at me, searching my eyes with his golden ones I could practically feel him undressing my soul.

But his words aggravated me. "I'm not an object you can trade, an animals are living creatures and don't deserve be treated as an object either." Priscilla huffed and nodded in agreement. He walked toward me. Unafraid I stood my ground. He smelled so good, it was like sandalwood and vanilla ice cream.

I can do this. He doesn't intimidate me. The space between us closing , my heart beats faster making my face turn red. He gets close and I hold my breath, trying to steady my breathing. Can he hear my heart beating? He leans down to me and I stiffen.

"You're blushing little bunny".

He did not. Just call me. Little bunny.

Smack

A palm print was planted on his face.

"I am not your 'little bunny'" I turned to walk toward Priscilla when he grabbed me by the same hand I slapped him with.

"Well if you aren't my little bunny, than who are you?"

He was teasing me! With all that happened today he was teasing me! You have got to be kidding me.

"I don't have time to deal with you" I spat at him

"well seems to me you have plenty of time" he says.

Holding me by my wrist he comes closer. Feeling his breathe on my forehead and the warmth of his chest and stomach against my face and chest. It was overwhelming. To hard to breathe.

He whispers "I like this game of cat and mouse"

"Thought I was rabbit" I spat at him.

"I didn't know you considered me a fox."

Was he flirting with me?

"Let me go" I growled at him. Why did I not want that?

But he just continued moving forward now pinning me against the caves wall. The air was thick with the smell of his lust. Or was it mine, could he smell mine? Oh good gods. I could feel his excitement, it made my lower half warm and wet. I fought it.

"let me go" I said biting down hard trying to hide the want in my voice.

"Why don't you say please little bunny"

"Let me go now, please" I said straining with the please. I don't care how hot he is or how badly I want to feel his lips on me. I'm done playing the damsel game. This was taking to long. I bring my knee up to his sensitive spot forcing him to drop my hand and move back, it was enough for me to push past and race over to Priscilla, "let's go girl take me home." And we flew off into the night. Leaving that bastard in the cave.

How did he even find me?