𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 : 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏
Kiara and her husband Sid's honeymoon starts off at an enchanting Italian beach, but Kiara's world turns upside down when she locks eyes with a mesmerizing stranger.
"Who is he? Why do I feel so drawn towards hi...
In the darkness we find eachother, eyes speak the language of desire.
Your wings quiver as our fires meet, your soul craves as our eyes meet.
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The room was shrouded in shadows, the only light coming from a dim lamp on the nightstand. Kiara was seated at the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide, every nerve in her body alive with anticipation.
Her breath came in shallow gasps as she clutched a handful of hair, guiding the head between her thighs. The sensation of a warm, wet tongue moving inside her was driving her wild, her moans filling the quiet room.
“Oh God, yes…” she panted, her voice breathy, filled with raw need. Each stroke of the tongue sent shivers racing up her spine, her grip tightening in the hair she held.
She was close, so close, her body trembling with the buildup of pleasure.
Then, she felt a shift, and her eyes fluttered open. The head between her legs slowly lifted, revealing a pair of dark, hungry eyes staring up at her.
A slow, wicked smile spread across his lips, and her breath hitched as she noticed his fangs gleaming in the dim light.
Before she could react, he leaned down and bit into her inner thigh, sharp teeth sinking into her flesh. A searing pain mixed with pleasure shot through her, and she let out a piercing scream, her entire body jolting with the intensity.
“Aaaaah!” The scream tore through the air, and suddenly, Kiara's eyes snapped open.
She was no longer on the bed. Instead, she found herself sitting up, her chest heaving, sweat pouring down her face and body, covered in her blanket. Her heart was racing, pounding so hard she thought it might burst out of her chest. The vividness of the dream still lingered, making it hard to distinguish what was real.
Gasping for air, Kiara threw off the covers and stumbled to the window. She yanked it open, letting the cool morning breeze wash over her overheated skin.
She inhaled deeply, trying to steady her racing heart. The fresh air helped a little, but the remnants of the dream still clung to her mind.
"It's morning already?"
She leaned against the window frame, her eyes catching the first light of dawn creeping over the horizon. As she tried to calm herself, she noticed a car driving up the long driveway, its engine humming softly in the stillness of the morning.
“Oh shit, I totally forgot!” she muttered under her breath, panic replacing the lingering traces of her dream.
Without wasting another second, she dashed into the bathroom, her feet barely touching the ground. She flung open the shower door, turning the knob to full blast.
The water came out cold, but she didn’t care. Stepping under the stream, she let the icy water wash over her, cooling her heated skin and clearing her foggy mind.
