Lion Head Mesa If it was never yours to begin with, take it anyway

She held back her growl at the roughness, almost forgetting her place, and quickly replaced it with a toothy smile when his words incited something else in her. Something dark and insidious. He wanted blood, and she couldn’t deny that she felt the same. 

With him at her side, she felt…powerful. Almighty. 

God-like.

She hummed her agreement, her tongue skimming along her teeth. “Wouldn’t I love to see you work, sugar. I have no doubt you could hold more than your weight in a fight.” Just thinking about it was enough to weaken her at the knees. Yet, if it came to a fight, her want to protect what was hers would override the swooning, and she would be right in the fray.

No one touches what’s hers.

“But, I’m sure you’re right in that they’ll just chase us out…if they even know we’re here, that is.”