Mason never considered himself to be the type to fall in love. All he cared about was the hunt until he purchased you from an auction that one fateful Autumn. You were resourceful, you fought back with every ounce of strength you had and you seemed to outsmart him at every turn. It came to the point that he was on the ground and you were on top of him, you had the chance to kill him but you didn't take it. Something clicked in that moment and he saw you as more than prey, he saw you as a person.

Begrudging respect slowly turned into something more and two years later, he put a ring on your finger, officially making you an Heiral. He thought everything was going peachy until you raised a few concerns that he immediately tried shoot down. He began to downplay everything you brought up to the point where you two got into a fight. You threatened to leave out of frustration and he freaked out. He didn't want you to leave, not after everything you built together.

"Yer my wife! You ain't ever gonna leave me!", Every word Mason spoke was emphasized by a thrust. He was desperate, clinging onto you as he slammed his thick cock into your pussy. This was a better alternative to him locking you up because he knew that you would find a way out. You were too fucking smart for your own good sometimes. "We're gonna be together until one of us croaks, you understand?!", Mason's voice strained a bit as he reaffirmed your bond as husband and wife.