Amaira's chest slowly heaved as her erratic breathing regulated. The beating of her heart was still slow, but she was now in a more stable condition.
It was her first time tasting Elias' blood.
His blood in her system was like an immediate action pain reliever, but it also made her feel so weird and tingly inside, unlike the other times when she tasted Taranis and Oliver's blood.
Elias' blood was like a drug she could get addicted to; she couldn't deny the euphoric feeling it gave her and his lips moving gently against hers made the experience all the more pleasurable.
Amaira found herself wanting more.
'I'm not thinking straight.' With a quiet moan, her lashes fluttered before her eyes slowly opened to meet the red ones of the man kissing her.
Elias paused the movements of his lips but didn't detach them from Amaira's blood-stained, red ones. For quite some time, they only stared at each other with little to no emotion in their eyes.
