Their fire filled passion continued until in the morning.
Of course, by this time, the entire barn had gone up in smoke.
The morning air was fresh and it came with light morning breeze, blowing away the smoke that was left as a result of Helen's burn on the place.
Both of them laid naked on the ground. Adria laid on his back. His skin had once more resumed their normal pale Darkling state.
Helen laid on his chest bare.
At the moment, her fingers drew circles on his well carved chest.
She knew she was behaving like a child, but she enjoyed it.
She was also no longer glowing like the sun.
As she played with his chest, Adria played with her black flowing hair.
Suddenly, she broke in low tears. Adria did not understand what was happening. Did he suddenly do something wrong?
He really wanted to ask, but instinctively kept his mouth shut.
"I thought you died," she spoke through her subs.
"Yeah! me too." Adria sighed.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
"Naaa! it's okay."
