Pure and delightful music to his ears every little whimper, every shiver he stole from her was.
But that did not satiate him just yet. Indeed, after his fingers, the vampire leaned down and put his lips on her tender back.
Trailing from her shoulders to her neck with little pecks that weighed just enough to light her nerve endings on fire.
Her heart skipped many beats as the shudders that riddled her body grew in numbers and frequency.
The muscles that gave her the mobility she enjoyed no longer knew whether to contract or loosen. So much so that her fingers curled around the sheets beneath them, desperate for the smallest bit of control.
Arabella's grasp around those sheets tightened when his tongue braved his lips for its tip to, very slowly, drag along her flesh. Up and down then from side to side, Silas left not an inch untasted.
The gasps his actions wrenched out of her amused him to such an extent that he had to stop and revel in her utter helplessness.
