Thread: The Shifter's Claimed Bride-Mate (Ruphhausin & darkangel76)

Elana shivered as her eyes desperately tried to adjust to the darkness that still surrounded her. Had it been a dream? It must've but it had been so real. So very real. Terrified, crying, she suddenly felt strong arms encircle her cold and shivering body. She didn't know to whom the arms belonged, but somehow she knew they wouldn't harm her, that they'd protect her and keep whatever it was that frightened her away. She clamped her eyes shut for a moment, those eyes and snatching hands so vivid in her head as she recalled their forms. Keep them away from me. Please please Please, keep them away from me. Elana whimpered softly against something warm, another body. Suddenly, Elana realized it was her abductor, the shifter-man who'd taken her from her family, her home. It was he who was holding her just then and providing her the comfort she so desperately needed. She should've been disgusted, wanted to scream, to run but for reasons she couldn't even begin to explain, she felt didn't want to. The way he held her and felt against her. Something about it just seemed right. Safe. Safe. Yes, Elana felt strangely safe as this shifter-man cradled her against him, letting her just cry and shiver as her fears coursed through her. His whispers reassured her, his touches soothed. His touches Suddenly, Elana realized that her nightdress had somehow gone missing along with her bonds and a part of her became shy and modest. As she felt the blush rise to her cheeks, sweeping down along the slope of her neck and over the curves of her breasts, she didn't have a chance to dwell on her modesty. Just then, the shifter-man licked at her neck. Her eyes went wide for a moment as the gesture was unlike anything she'd ever heard of amongst the more torrid and lurid whispers she'd heard amongst the women at court. No, this was definitely unusual, unique to this man, to his kind. Elana wasn't sure what to do. She was still very frightened from her dream. Though now she found herself wondering if it had been a dream or something more. Something real, powerful. Magical and terrifying. Unsure and scared, she just stayed close to the shifter-man as he continued to lick and caress at her body. Though some of the gestures seemed rather odd, she had to admit they provided her comfort, made her feel better, mad her feel What this shifter-man's intent was with her, Elana wasn't sure, but at least he was willing to provide her protection and so far he was upholding his honor. However, the more he touched her, the more she could feel her body react. They way it responded was curious and frightening and new and strange. She could feel her skin heating up, yet why was it breaking out into gooseflesh? She felt protected, yet her heart was racing, pounding. And then there was that ache growing between her legs. The dull throb that echoed the pounding she felt beneath her breast. What was that? What was it? Confused, Elana tried to find the shifter-man's eyes, to peer into them. Sir, she began, her voice a breathy whisper, so shaky. I I Her voice stammered and trembled as she tried to find the words to explain her modesty and fear of arousal. Please, sir. I don't understand what's happening to me At that, fresh tears began to fall from her eyes as everything she'd been through, was currently feeling and feared would be coming to pass as her doomed fate suddenly flooded her all at once.