The vampire's personal witch

he bed, and put on his jacket. He then appeared in a r

eds lying diagonally across from each other. The room was darker than night, filled with an eerie howling and imperceptible scre

ad always been there or had just arrived. Thales, still

th an unmistakable chill. The woman, oblivious to the anger

mass squirmed beneath his palm. "You do not keep any information from me, no matter how trivial," he growled ge

oses in his wake. Rumor has it that those who die by his hand experience both pleasur

casting its light onto a still lake. She whispered in crazed madness what she had found in the wi

or witch," her eyes gleaming with a ha

ked with ecstasy. Instinctively, she reached for Thales, pulling him closer. Thales responded in kind, pushing her beneath him. He spread her legs apart, his hand tracing up her th

he command

to her lips, tasting it. "Him," she moaned gently. It felt so good. Her mind wandered to the Duke and the thrill of ecstasy she had fel

body. She was hot, so hot, her mind a mess. All she could see was the Duke. She

as discussed with the elf. He turned towards the bed and then back at her. He pinch

," he sai

. "Yes

thered like an itch I ha

t way before what

ng unto a man that, instinctively fee

tting so far and so n

should

hat we just did ran thro

profile-lean physique and those reddish-violet irises-captivated me. I stared up one more

s," was all he said as

talk to me, to hear his voice. After

er," I w

oked like a frightened rabbit. So amusing, he mused. He watched

that bad? I have to change the whole bedd

I called ou

in your cell,"

in my heart swallowing all the