Silas took her wrists and pinned them down by the sides of her head then leaned in for another taste of her neck.
Only, he did not pierce her skin again but instead kissed, licked and sucked on it.
Despite not syphoning any of her blood, his action still managed to make her mind go completely blank, allowing the rest of her body to bask in total freedom, acting upon its whims without a thought.
Her waist sprung first, pushing and wiggling upwards against him. Her legs followed, spreading and wrapping around his middle.
The dress covering her body stood no chance in the face of his hand. The only thing he cared enough not to toss was the wedding brooch that was unpinned and placed on the table near the bed. With one pull and no struggle, the gown came off her skin, leaving her exposed before him.
Not even the cool breeze coursing the space between them managed to bring down the temperature at their core.
