Inner fights

She keeps running, trying to hide.

He's aware of her fear.

His hunger for her has never died, 

strong and vulnerable like a deer.

He lays her upon the bed,

she moans as he ties her up.

Her long hair is still wet,

her nipples he's craving to cup.

Her glistening claws, eager to wreck his back,

lascivious eyes glancing at him.

Purring and growling as he marks her neck,

she´s fighting and struggling but she will give in.