C103 The Game begins

Proserpina

With a rumble in his chest, he came forward.

‘Little one.’ He growled. I remained where I was, looking up at him, my love in my eyes.

He pulled me to my feet and fisting my hair, jerked me around, moulding me to his body. I could feel his hardness against my back and I trembled, in longing and a strange kind of fear