-ELENA-
On the drive back to the penthouse, we could barely keep our hands to ourselves. It had been too long since Eric and I had been intimate. I thought I had it bad during the infuriating arrangement Eric and Gabriel agreed to but by the way my vampire holds me now inside the elevator up against him, the way his hands roam over my body and how he dominates my mouth with his…I know it was worse for him. Torture…but I highly doubt my vampires will make that mistake again. If they try it, they’ll be receiving more than just a threatening cookie demonstration from me.
Eric releases a moan as his talented tongue dances against mine, savoring my taste. It’s as if he wants to possess every cell in my body. That he’s starving for me. The thought that Eric needs me as much as I do him, sets m
