Aila was dressed in her silky nightdress in bed when Damon marched into the room, showing off his glorious naked body that she did not mind eying one bit. As soon as his eyes locked with hers, a low growl emanated from his chest. He stalked towards her, climbing onto the bed and crawling to her, so he lay above her. His hips trapped hers beneath him; his forearms lay next to her face, keeping her nice and snug under the covers.
"That wasn't very nice, Aila," He growled. His face was close to hers now, and she could feel the warmth radiating off of him. Aila sighed after feeling his lips on her neck, leaving small kisses trailing down her collarbone and back up to her face. He left a light kiss on her lips before moving on and repeating his kisses on the other side of her neck. Leaving behind a trail of tiny fiery sparks in their wake.
