My dreams that night were plagued by Achillia's memories and threats against Carson. I felt fortunate that my experiences with Raoul stayed far from the surface of my consciousness but I didn't sleep well.
When I finally awoke, the clock read 8:00 pm, meaning I only had a couple of hours before the coronation began. I guess it would be the best night's sleep I could hope for.
Carson was awake already, my head resting on his chest, breathing softly but otherwise silent. I peered up at him, rubbing sleep from my eyes.
"Good morning, beautiful," he said with a sad smile and kissed my forehead. His hair was a tousled mess and the dark splotches beneath his eyes hadn't faded much.
"Did you sleep at all?" I asked, lifting myself onto my elbow.
His hand ran absently over his chest where my head had rested. "A little. Not well," he replied, grim. His eyes were haunted and I could tell he was still upset but I wasn't sure how to assuage his worries. I wasn't much better, I was terrified. "Want a shower?" He asked, sweeping his legs off the bed and getting up.
I never got tired of watching his shirtless form but I nodded, eager to scrub myself clean. He walked into the bathroom while I right myself and the shower already emitted warm air into the room by the time I entered.
He helped me pull my shirt off and looked over my neck and chest. A quick glance in the mirror showed what appeared to be days old remnants of bruises along my neckline and down the center of my breast.
"Want a bite?" He asked, exposing his neck. I knew he was worried about the bruises more than wanting to get hot and heavy but I nodded anyway.
I sank my teeth into his neck, feeling a knot of worry build within me from him. I didn't dwell on the feeding, pushing the overwhelming passion and joy from my mind and removed my teeth after a moment.
When my gaze returned to the mirror, blood was splashed across my lips but the bruises had all but completely faded.
"Much better," he said with a strained grin.
He continued to assist me in disrobing, unlatching my bra and pulling it from me. I reached down, dropping my sweatpants and panties into a pile and climbed into the shower. The water was hot against my skin and pleasant. I sighed.
He slipped in behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist. He pressed his lips to my neck below my ear and I nodded.
He sank his teeth in and for one heavenly moment, I embraced the ecstasy writhing through me. He drew from me, his hands roving my body. It didn't take long for our careful caresses to elevate to something more and he quickly had me pressed against the shower wall which was cold against my skin.
He thrust into me and I was glad that the water covered my gasps of pleasure.
After several moments of enjoying each other, we both washed ourselves clean, ridding ourselves of blood. When we climbed out, he darted into the other room, towel wrapped loosely around his waist and returned with a simple black dress.
I pulled it on, towel drying my hair into long dark waves. The dress was stunning, despite its simple design. It fit my form like it had been made for me and I wouldn't be surprised to find out that it had with Damien, my mother, and Kellic in the building. It sported a long lace design from my right shoulder over my hip and down to the hem which came to about mid-thigh.
Once we had both finished drying off and getting ready, Carson turned to me. He'd dressed in a black tux which I found heavily alluring on him. The white shirt beneath clung to him and a quick hand down his abdomen showed I could still feel his muscles through the fabric. I shivered and he laughed.
YOU ARE READING
Thorns of Fate: Serendipity Saga Book One
Vampire"To explain to you what is happening, I have to open your mind to a world you'd never imagine could possibly have existed," he began. Kyra Santina thought that her world was like any other. She had done the public school thing, moved on to college...
