Feeling feather light, like she was in the warmest and most comfortable place in the world, Elliana rubbed her cheeks on the soft thing under her face.
It smelt good.
No. Good wasn't a word to describe what it felt like.
It was fascinating, alluring, sweet, edible and -
Wait. Wasn't she in the cave with that cranky vampire king?
She blinked her eyes open, her brows squinting when she couldn't move.
Raising her head slightly, she was met with the face of the vampire king, who was sitting there with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but feel her heart skipping a beat.
What the hell was going on? She wondered, looking around frantically.
Was he... Was she...
She bit her bottom lip to contain her nervousness.
Why was she in his arms like this? Don't tell her she was the one who crawled to him.