Serena could not help but to nod her head, and then Eiravyn's eyes narrowed on her.
"I need your words, kitten." Eiravyn commanded in a husky voice, she felt Eiravyn's hand weaved itself into her red hair, turning her to lean to the side as though he wanted to drink from her.
She felt her lips go dry. In her effort to bring back moisture, she slowly ran her tongue on her lips, and Eiravyn's eyes quickly fell on the little action. His eyes darkened, as he drank in the sight of her supple lips.
Eiravyn let out a low strained groan, as Serena's scent was getting more intense by the minute and it was driving him crazy.
The urge to have her, the tantalizing scent of the intoxicating vanilla flavor was increasing by the minute and Eiravyn wanted desperately to lick her everywhere, to lick every drop of her nectar.
The urge was driving him crazy and his witch side was resisting but the vampire side was very persistent.
