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The old castle felt like a living thing, breathing secrets into the cold night air. I had come here, drawn by a feeling I couldn’t name. Not for beauty, but for something dark, ancient, and undeniably powerful. Candles flickered in the great hall, shadows dancing like hungry spirits. Then, he was there. Vlad. Not appearing, not entering, but simply there. Tall, a silhouette against the deeper gloom, his eyes ancient and knowing.
He moved towards me, silent. Almost as if he was floating above the ground. Every step he took tightened something deep inside me, a knot of fear and something far more interesting. My breath caught in my throat. He wore clothes dark as his soul, and a scent, like old earth and something wild, filled the air around him.
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“Stella,” his voice rumbled, a low growl that vibrated through the very floor beneath my feet, and through my bones. Vlad spoke my name as if he had known it for centuries, as if it belonged to him. He stopped just inches from me. I had to look up, my gaze locking with his. My heart hammered against my ribs, a wildling trapped in a cage. His eyes seared into mine, reading every thought, every hidden desire.
My lips parted slightly, a silent invitation. He leaned closer, and I could feel his breath, cool and sweet, on my face. The world narrowed to just us, the scent of him, the light in his eyes. “You feel it, don’t you?” he whispered. “The pull. The darkness that calls to you.”
Yes, I felt it. More than felt it, I was it. My body ached with a longing I hadn’t known was possible. This wasn’t just a man; it was a force of nature, and I was caught in its storm. His fingers brushed my jawline, a delicate, lingering touch that sent a jolt through me. My eyes fluttered shut, savoring the sensation, the exquisite tension.
I opened them just as his face came closer, his lips almost touching mine. I could almost taste him, taste the ancient power. But instead of a kiss, his gaze dropped to my neck, lingering there, a silent promise, a delicious treat. “My love,” he murmured, his voice now a dark caress. “You are mine.”
And in that moment, I wanted nothing else but to shove his dick in my pussy and fuck him as he sucked on my neck.
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