Empty Eyes: Book 1

Chapter 19-Mature Content

My head became cloudy again once the thick curtain in the doorway fell closed and I paused to take in my surroundings in the cramped hallway. The scent of sweat, alcohol, and the mysterious spices in the air overwhelmed my senses. The memory of Gaara's bright eyes set my body in motion and I hoped I was going in the right direction. My face felt stiff from crying and I fought to forget the feeling of the king's fingers wrapped around my neck.

I tried, unsuccessfully, to avoid touching any of the incredibly fit and attractive party-goers who were still gyrating to the music all around me as I rushed in a dazed panic through hall after hall. Sweat dusted every inch of my visible skin as I pulled my arm out of yet another inebriated person's grasp that wanted me to join them.

"Lady Sakura? Our king wished to spend the evening with you. What are you doing out here?"

My attention was pulled to the sultry features of the guide from earlier who'd led me to Gaara and Kankuro's room. She easily grasped onto my wrist before I could explain that the Sunagakure leader had let me leave.

Before I could speak a word, a larger hand clasped around my other arm and I looked over in fear before sighing in relief when Sasuke's angry glare met my gaze. The woman immediately released me with a look of fear, "I shall verify he's no longer in need of your attendance. Excuse me." She scurried expertly through the hallway in the direction I'd come.

I looked over at my savior with a grateful smile, intending on thanking him for the help, only to see he'd turned his intense stare onto me. My smile faded into a confused frown, "W-what's wrong?"

He wordlessly released my arm and moved closer to me. Nervously, I backed away until I hit a wall and couldn't physically create any more distance between us. He put a hand firmly against the wall and leered down at me with a dark look crossing his handsome features. Out of nowhere, the familiar red glow of his vampirism appeared, shocking me. The man looked downright enraged and I felt my limbs start to shake slightly in fear when his face grew closer to mine.

To my surprise, he kissed my lips roughly with an intensity I hadn't felt since that time in his bed when we almost had sex. My hands instinctively jumped up against his chest, his free hand wrapping tightly around the wrist closest to it.

A familiar heat exploded in my lower abdominal area and a surprised gasp allowed him to slide his tongue expertly against mine, deepening the kiss and allowing him to angle his head in a way that left me absolutely no room to escape.

The arousal I was experiencing was on a whole new level. It was like he was my own water source in this desert and I was very dehydrated.

My free hand moved on its own and slid up to the nape of his neck, giving his soft hair a light tug and earning a small growl from him in return. We were suddenly just another pair of inebriated partiers feeling hot and heavy in the halls of the castle. For what felt like years, we fought for dominance over one another's mouth before he suddenly pulled his lips from mine, dipping slightly lower so he could trail eager kisses over my neck. I panted for air, looking up at the ceiling as though asking God how he'd created such a perfect creature.

My whole body let out a jolt when Sasuke's deep voice rumbled clearly in my ear, "Let's get out of here."

I met his gaze as he pulled away and couldn't do anything but nod as I tried to keep from tearing his clothes off right then and there. He turned without missing a beat and pulled me by my wrist through what felt like the entire building.

Finally, we reached our room. My head still spun with the alcohol I'd drank and whatever was filling the air reached even this part of the castle.

To my surprise, Sasuke sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me down to straddle his hips, capturing my lips in his once more. I could feel the toned muscles of his body against mine as he released my wrist so he could hold each of my hips roughly against his own. Our tongues swirled in an intricate dance as my hands danced eagerly over whatever parts of his body they could reach.