"Take me, my king," Elys whispered as her gaze locked with Aleksander's dangerous golden eyes. "I am your queen, and I shall give you power with all that I have."
Aleksander was panting wildly, his face sweating with the thought of him finally seeing Elys laid bare underneath him.
Blazing waves of beautiful scarlet hair, her ruby eyes precious and mesmerizing. Her battle scars were a testimony to how dangerous she was despite the contrast of her dainty features.
The young king brought his face down to her chest, burying a kiss in between her breasts. His tongue stuck out, tasting her sweet skin as he traveled slowly towards one peak of her twin mountains.
The vampire latched on to Elys' right nipple, and began sucking her. It was slow and sensuous at first, but then his hand pinched her other nipple and began playing with it. His other free hand reached below her belly, and slowly found its way to her womanhood.
