Violet Forsythe has finally found peace.
She successfully escaped a coven of malignant vampires, worked hard to get an education, and has actually managed to pull herself together.
But, as old acquaintances begin to resurface, the life that Violet w...
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Alec's lips felt soft and warm against mine.
The kiss was gentle and sweet, and when he pulled back, we looked at each other for a breathless moment.
I rolled onto my side and reached for him, pulling him in for another kiss as he wraps arms around my waist and pulled our bodies against each others.
I felt a shiver of excitement as I inhaled his delectable scent, tasted his lips. Our bodies fit together perfectly, so perfectly, as our kisses grew passionate and rough.
Just as my chest began to tighten with desire, Alec broke our lips apart.
"Violet?" he asked. Insecurity laced in his voice, and vulnerably lingered in his eyes.
"Yes?"
"Do you still love me?"
The uncertainty in his voice hurt my heart. "Of course, I do."
"It's just," he paused and exhaled, "I know we've been through a lot over the years, and things between us haven't been easy but..."
"What is it?" I asked, sitting up as he did.
"I don't know if I can fix this," Alec told me. "I wish I could. I wish we could go back to the beginning and start over."
I pulled my eyebrows together as I listened to him.
"I've been trying. I've been doing everything I can possibly think of to save this; ever since the day you...let me go. But, I worry that no matter what I do, or how long I wait, you'll never be able to truly accept me again."
"Alec," I exhaled.
"I'm afraid that there will always be someone out there you prefer over me, and that I'll never be able to earn your respect back," he said, holding my gaze steadily. "I'm terrified, Violet. I'm terrified that now that you've turned, I've lost you once and for all-- forever."
"Alec..."
"Do you still want me? Or do you feel obligated to want me?"
I looked down and studied my hands, unable to find the right words to say.
"Violet," Alec asked, his eyes soft and melancholic. "Am I your mate?"
I stared at him, desperately clambering for the perfect thing to say - the perfect way I could express how I felt, as a freshly turned vampire, about him.
I gave up on trying to find the right words and allowed my body to say what I couldn't.
I shifted forward and slid into his lap, straddling him, and wrapped my arms around his neck. I studied his face for a moment, drinking in his features, before pulling him into a cool, deep kiss.
As I kissed him, I gently eased him backward, onto the ground. Then, I returned to sitting, ending the kiss, and ran my hands down hid body, pressing my hands into his chest.
Alec kept his eyes on me, curiously enthralled.
Keeping my movements slow and deliberate, my hands drifted lower and lower, until I ran my fingertips along his waistband, before smoothly removing his belt.
Alec hitched his breath as I tightened my thighs, before releasing the pressure just long enough to tear my tights open, undo his pants and shift them downward. Gingerly, I eased back down and settled into place.
I maintained thick eye contact as I moved, slow and rhythmic, gradually moving faster and faster, tightening my pelvic floor until—
Alec shuddered, and I eased to a stop, looking down at him affectionately. We shared a prolonged look that was warm, soft, and impossibly sweet, before I gently leaned forward and smiled.
