Her whole being body, mind and soul, belonged to him, she didn't, couldn't, wouldn't fight it.<br/>The strong woman that she was, who had faught all of her life, against every one and every thing, had found something, someone, that she couldn't fight against and she relished it.<br/>As he fed on her, her blood drawn out of her, she felt the power he had and the strength and control that he used.<br/>She felt completely controlled by him, owned by him, but not in the way that others had tried, with threat and anger and emotional blackmail, but with a deep dark blanket of want and need, care and love and attention.<br/>The emotions within her and those she sensed from him, overwhelmed her, tears welling in her eyes.<br/>If he had chosen to end her life there and then she would have gladly given it to him, because nothing could ever be as whole and complete as this moment was.