Ebony stood before the floor-length mirror of her room, trying to fit her hair in one rubber band, but it was proving difficult to do so by herself. She stiffened when Rayven appeared out of nowhere and assisted her in doing it. The girl watched with amazed eyes as the demon gently stroked her hair, sending loads of shivers down her spine.
He carefully brought them together and twisting the black band to hold them in place. All the while he did it with full concentration. Ebony stared at him deeply and lost in the mirror. She avoided being caught by him, staring when he looked up. His arms gently around the curve of her waist sent her heart racing as he brought his warm lips close to her neck, breathing in her scent.
His hold on her tightened as he trailed soft kisses down her neck. The girl moaned softly, wrapping her small hands around his gloved ones leaning more into his kiss.
