Vampire Feed - Book #1 of the Vampire Feast Series

The Grove

Chapter 21 - The Grove

The sensation of being pulled into the Beast's arms was electrifying, a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins as I was enveloped in a swirling mist. The world around me blurred and faded, the chaotic sounds of the hall vanishing into silence.

I could feel the warmth of the Beast's body against mine, the powerful rhythm of its heart echoing in my ears. The raw energy radiating from it was intoxicating, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. As the mist swirled around us, I caught fleeting glimpses of shadows and shapes, the remnants of the hall fading into obscurity.

In an instant, the mist dissipated, and we found ourselves in a secluded sea grove, the moon casting an ethereal glow across the landscape. The air was thick with the scent of earth and foliage, the sounds of the night surrounding us—a symphony of crashing waves and distant howls. It was a world untouched by the politics and power struggles of the vampire realm, a sanctuary where primal energy reigned supreme.

The Beast set me down roughly, its gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. I could feel the heat radiating from its body, the raw power emanating from it like a palpable force. My heart raced, caught in the whirlwind of emotions swirling within me—fear, exhilaration, and an undeniable attraction to the untamed creature before me.

"Viktor, Why did you bring me here?" I breathed, my voice barely above a whisper, my pulse quickening as I looked into its fierce eyes.

The Beast started to dribble at the sight of me, my own blood clung to my naked skin, and the smell of my arousal was intense.

The air crackled with tension as I stood before Viktor, the Beast, my heart pounding in my chest. His gaze bore into me, a mix of hunger and intrigue that sent a thrill coursing through my veins. The moonlight danced upon his fur, highlighting the powerful muscles beneath, and I felt a magnetic pull toward him that I couldn't resist.

Silent and intense, not a word escaped his lips, only a subtle growl slipping from his mouth. My breath caught in my throat as my feet faltered, causing me to stumble onto the soft sand beneath us. In a primal display of dominance, he prowled on top of my naked body, asserting his presence.

Viktor's growl resonated through the grove, a primal sound that reverberated within me, awakening a deep, forbidden desire. His powerful frame loomed over me, casting a shadow that seemed to merge with the darkness of the night. The heat of his breath brushed against my skin, sending shivers down my spine as he inched closer, his eyes never leaving mine.

My heart pounded, the rhythm matching the crashing waves in the distance. The scent of earth, salt, and my own arousal mingled in the air, creating an intoxicating blend that heightened my senses. Viktor's body brushed against my body, a rough yet thrilling sensation that made me gasp.

Without warning, he grasped my wrists, pinning them above my head with a strength that left no room for resistance. The dominance in his touch was undeniable. His eyes, burning with an intense hunger, bored into mine as he held me captive beneath him.

"Viktor," I snapped, my voice laced with urgency, "Tell me, who is Lilith?"

The intensity of Viktor's gaze deepened as he heard my question. The growl that rumbled from his chest was not just a sound; it was a low, vibrating current that reverberated through the air around us. He paused for a moment, his grip on my wrists firm yet almost tender, as if weighing the significance of my inquiry.

"Lilith," he murmured demonicly, the name rolling off his tongue like a forbidden secret. It seemed to ground him, as he processed the name. His hands softening around my wrists, a slight sense of humanity washing over him.