I gasped sharply when, in the midst of it all, his long fingers penetrated me, causing my walls to clench around his fingers. The sensation was electrifying, my back arching, lost in the whirlwind of pleasure that had taken control of my senses. His fingers moved so impossibly faster that I screamed. "Naughty, Fae." He rasped against my ear, his voice tantalizing. I couldn't hold back any longer, and I cried out. I came hard around his fingers, my grip tight on his silk robe as waves of pleasure crashed over me. Panting, I was breathless and utterly spent in his arms. He brushed away the tendrils of sweat-soaked hair from my neck, his lips hovering close to my lips. The heat of his breath fanned across my face, leaving an electric tingle over my skin. He smelt good. "So curious, aren't we?" he mused softly, his eyes brightly red. "I can drown in your blood right now and nobody will ask of you." My heart thumped, and my mouth went dry. "You won't." ............... Aeristel finds herself drawn to Vaelrik. She's so attracted to him that she follows him through a portal one night. But does a Vampire like Vaelrik himself need a Fae? When he can have every woman he likes, plus, he has slaves to enjoy himself with. Yet, what Aeristel wants, Aeristel gets. SO Risky to read. For mature readers only!