A heart of the vampire

Chapter 17

Lucian's expression shifted, a mix of surprise and admiration dancing in his dark eyes. He watched as Serena took a step back, a playful smirk etched across her lips. The boldness in her demeanor was intoxicating, a heady mix of mischief and allure that pulled him deeper into her orbit.

"Is that so?" he said, his voice low, almost teasing. "You're going to make me wait?"

Serena nodded, a playful glimmer in her eyes. "Absolutely. You've kept me waiting long enough, vampire. It's your turn to feel the anticipation."

A soft chuckle escaped his lips, but there was an edge to his laughter, a promise of hunger that lurked just beneath the surface. "Oh, you're in trouble now, little one. I've never been one to take waiting lightly."

"Then maybe you should learn patience," she challenged, her voice lilting with laughter as she turned slightly, pretending to examine the room as if she could distract herself from the tension building between them.

Lucian took a moment to regain his composure, forcing himself to breathe through the intoxicating pull of desire. The way she stood there, with her head tilted slightly and that mischievous grin, was enough to set his heart racing. "Patience? From a vampire? You must be joking."

She turned back to him, her laughter like a sweet melody that echoed in the stillness of the room. "Oh, come on. You've lived for centuries. Surely, you can handle a little waiting game."

"Waiting is not my strong suit," he replied, a hint of seriousness creeping back into his tone. He took a step closer, closing the distance, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "Especially not when you're standing right there, tempting me."

Serena felt the heat radiating off him, the palpable tension thrumming in the air between them. "And how do you plan to resist?" she asked, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.

"I'm not sure I can," he admitted, his gaze darkening as he took in every detail of her—how her chest rose and fell with each breath, how her lips seemed to beckon him closer.

"Then what's stopping you?" Serena challenged, her heart racing as she took a step forward, closing the gap between them. The warmth of his body was intoxicating, and the air around them felt charged with electricity.

With a sudden surge of desire, Lucian closed the distance, capturing her lips with his in a heated kiss that stole the breath from her lungs. The world around them faded as they lost themselves in each other, every kiss deepening their connection, every touch stoking the fire of their desire.

Serena melted against him, her hands finding their way to his hair, fingers tangling in the silken strands as she pressed her body against his. The coolness of his skin contrasted with the heat radiating from her, creating a delicious tension that drove them both wild.

Lucian's hands moved with purpose, exploring the curves of her body, his touch igniting a trail of warmth wherever he lingered. He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss as his desire surged, threatening to overwhelm them both. She felt his hunger, raw and unrestrained, and it thrilled her.

"Serena," he murmured against her lips, his breath cool and intoxicating. "You have no idea what you're doing to me."

"Show me," she whispered back, her voice sultry and filled with longing. "I want to feel everything."

With a growl of desire, Lucian wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her effortlessly as he pressed her against the nearest wall. Their bodies melded together, the urgency of their passion escalating as he kissed her deeply, pouring all of his longing into that moment.

The sincerity in his words sent a thrill through her, and she knew that this connection they shared was unlike anything she had ever experienced. It was raw, passionate, and completely consuming.