Chapter 68

Chapter 68


Ciara felt a breath of fresh air expanding her lungs, her eyes flung open as she gasped into the air.

“Sssssshhhh my lovely...breath..that’s it...you taste like nectar from a spring flower, sweet , addictive. You are ok..ssshhhhhhh.”

She had given herself to him at that moment, but as her soul came to terms with the darkness threatening to stain its purity, she fought to get back to the light and he let her..their culmination wasn’t completed yet, he haven’t experienced her completely.

Brushing the wet tangles from her face, he mapped feathery kisses over her skin, taking care not to nick her with his ever present fangs. Settling her back into mindless abandon, he felt her body curled willingly into his, her whispered cries urging him to take her, make her his.

A combination of their scents and sex enveloped them, stirring a heated cloud in the room.

He paused for a mere moment, bracing himself for the utter pleasure he knew they would create together.

Ciara waited in breathless wonder as the gorgeous stranger towered over her like a proud god waiting for his deserved adoration. She waited breathlessly, watching, waiting...and suddenly his eyes winged open, the shocking sapphire flames flickering in its depths.

She was mesmerised by the silent promise of delight and fulfilment in his eyes. Watching her as emotions flitting in her eyes, he raised her hips, ramming into her receptive body with one sure thrust.

Her scream washed over him like a refreshing wave, seating inside her slick cavern he waited until she clenched no more. Slow, precise thrusts send her reeling into the abyss of erotic splendour.

Clenching at his shoulders, she begged him to come to her, his body rubbing against hers, making her his.

Ciara had the sudden sensation of floating....the dancing curtains were lapping at their entwined bodies, brushing over them, tying them together as one. She didn’t know how or why, but she was gliding with him, feeding each other with the fire deep within. She was sweating, their soaked bodies were slithering against each other, straining to reach the ultimate peak of unison.

Skittering to the brink of their passionate rapture, she felt him tense, his body readying itself for something she wasn’t sure what it would bring..

She was one with his body but not his soul, the taste she had offered earlier was but an appetizer he promised himself he’d have to transform into a meal later. She was exhausted, he could tell from the erratic pulse in her veins and the slackness of her body. She didn’t have the same perception of time as he did...he stole that perception from her , ensuring her escape from the real world, her world. He had brought her into his ...time stood still there but her human form struggled to keep up...

Ciara had a sudden stab of fear...something wasn’t right..she could feels herself drowning in a sea of darkness..his arms wounded tightly around her, his body tangled with hers, his thrusts became harder, desperate as he demanded her entire surrender.

She didn’t see the violence in his glittering irises as he lunged at the bulging vein in her throat. His bite was excruciating...and for the first time her fear slammed raw and real into her core. ..she sobbed as pain hurtled through her veins like poison, eating away at her.

A sting of fear tainted her blood with a strong acidity. Gone was the sugary indulgence he had earlier...she coiled in horror , her hands nipping at his back, leaving red angry marks on his skin, she panted as panic tapped down her spine.

Not willing to feast on the bitterness of her fear, he eased slightly from her, his tongue laving the bruised skin.

*“Fără frică scumpa mea sacrificiu,

îngloba în întuneric i-am dat aşa de bună voie,

preda-te la mine în braţe, lasă-mă să te iau pe tine mai mare,

să ne devină una în unitatea de dans de erotic.”

He felt the last twitch of resistance as it swept through her but soon she was limp in his arms and her tugging hands were once again raking through his hair.

“That’s it my lovely..give yourself to me....” he whispered softly as he lowered himself once more.

Sweet honey spilled over his teeth, slithering down his throat in pleasurable rivers. Her surrender was stupefying...his thirst only grew in leaps the more he tasted of her.

Her climax crashed into them and together they soared as he joined her there. Her cry was weak and her arms weren’t clinging so tightly anymore.

When she eventually wilted in his arms he fought against the beast inside....he had to stop...stop feeding from her. It rose inside him like a dark mist, drenching the last willpower he possessed and he growled as his teeth sank deeper.



*“Dont fear, my sweet sacrifice,

Embrace the darkness I give so willingly,

Surrender yourself in my arms, let me take you higher.”

Let us become one in the dance of erotic unity.”