The tension between us was thick, almost unbearable. The air around us seemed to crackle with the energy of the moment. Kael's presence filled the space with his power, his hunger, and his love for me. But I knew, deep down, that it wasn't just love that drove him. It was the same darkness that ran through my veins, the same blood, the same desire.
I could feel his need, raw and desperate. It mirrored my own.
He pulled me closer, his lips crashing against mine with a force that stole the breath from my lungs. His hands were everywhere gripping, caressing, claiming. I melted into him, unable to resist the pull of his touch. Every kiss, every stroke of his fingers against my skin, made my pulse race. My body was alive, awakening to the need that had been buried beneath the weight of the curse, beneath the pain of the past.
Kael's lips trailed down my neck, and I tilted my head, offering him more. His fangs scraped lightly over my skin, sending shivers through me. He didn't bite not yet. But I knew it was coming. The hunger in his eyes told me that much.
I need you, I whispered, my voice a breathless plea.
Kael's gaze darkened, his lips curling into a faint smile. I've always needed you, Seraphina. Always.
And then, without warning, he pulled me into his arms, his strength carrying me as if I weighed nothing at all. We moved quickly, his lips never leaving mine as he laid me down on the cold, marble floor. The sensation of the hard stone against my back only intensified the heat between us. He wasn't gentle, not with me, not when it came to this. And I didn't want him to be.
He yanked the fabric of my dress away, tearing it with a savagery that made my heart race. I was bare before him now, vulnerable and exposed, but there was no fear. Not with him. Not anymore.
"Kael," I breathed, my hands running over his chest, feeling the hard planes of his muscles beneath his skin. He was perfect, every inch of him a work of dark art.
His mouth found my neck again, nipping and licking, drawing another soft moan from my lips. I could feel the heat building inside me, the ache growing between my thighs, the desperate need for him to fill the empty spaces inside me.
Kael's hands slid down my body, his fingers leaving a trail of fire in their wake. They found their way to my hips, lifting me slightly, and I instinctively wrapped my legs around him. I wanted him closer. I needed him closer.
He leaned down, his lips grazing mine again, slower this time, teasing. You're mine,he whispered, the words almost a growl. "And I'll never let you go."
I could feel the weight of his words as much as the heat of his body against mine. I arched into him, pressing myself closer, wanting more. Kael's hands moved to my thighs, spreading them apart as he positioned himself between my legs. His eyes met mine fierce, hungry, yet full of something deeper. Something I couldn't quite name.
With a soft, almost hesitant motion, he entered me. The sensation was overwhelming, a delicious pressure that made my breath catch. It wasn't just physical, it was emotional. It was everything I'd been craving, everything I'd been afraid to need.
Kael moved slowly at first, his hips grinding against mine in a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through me. I clung to him, my fingers digging into his back as I urged him on, my body begging for more. The sound of his breath, ragged and strained, only heightened the intensity.
I wanted him to lose control. I wanted to feel every inch of him.
And he did.
Kael's pace quickened, his hands gripping my hips as he thrust into me with a force that made my head spin. I could feel him deep inside, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I was lost in him, lost in the fire that burned between us. There was no room for doubt, no space for fear. Just the raw, unrelenting need that we shared.
His mouth found mine again, and the kiss was frantic, desperate. I could taste the hunger in him, the dark craving that had always been there, simmering beneath the surface. I gave myself to him fully, completely, surrendering to the moment. I could feel the tension building, the pleasure swelling in my core.
Kael's body trembled above me, his lips trailing down to my ear. Come for me, he whispered, his voice low and commanding. Let me feel it.
And I did. I exploded around him, my body shuddering as waves of pleasure coursed through me. I cried out his name, my fingers gripping his shoulders as I rode out the climax, feeling the weight of his body pressing into mine.
Kael wasn't far behind. His breath caught in his throat, and with a final, powerful thrust, he spilled himself inside me. The sensation was electric, a sharp contrast to the slow burn of earlier. We were both breathless, caught in the aftermath of our passion, our bodies trembling from the intensity.
For a moment, there was nothing but silence between us. Nothing but the sound of our heavy breathing, the soft flicker of candlelight around us.
Kael lowered himself onto me, his body heavy and warm, but his touch was tender as he brushed my hair back from my face. He kissed my forehead gently, a stark contrast to the fire that had burned between us just moments ago.
"I'll never leave you," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
But as the words left his lips, a distant sound pierced the silence.
A crack.
A snap.
Then, the unmistakable feeling of eyes on us.
The moment shattered.
Kael's eyes snapped open, his vampire instincts kicking in. "They've found us," he growled.
I barely had time to react before Kael was on his feet, pulling me with him. We didn't have much time.
As the shadows closed in around us, I knew one thing for certain: we couldn't outrun this. Not forever. But we would fight. Together.