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“Caspian!”
Caspian emerges from the shadows. His golden eyes seemingly starring right through me. How long has he been here watching me?
My first instinct is to wonder how he broke through Rory’s spell. She’s no push over as a witch, her spells are the real deal. He must have been really determined to get in here if he’d force his way through.
A small alarm goes off in the back of my head. This might be something to be concerned about. But the alarm is small, and easy to ignore.
It is easily drowned out by the enchanting sirens of danger. He broke though a powerful protection spell, just to watch me sleep. That danger is too sweet to reject.
I must show no fear. That’ll cause him to present me with even more danger. Sweet, tantalizing danger.
Without breaking eye contact, I confidently sit up in my bed. I broaden my shoulders to project more bravery. I try and fail, to control my breathing but the promise of what Caspian might do next is too exciting.
Caspian takes slow and meticulous steps towards me. It gets even harder to slow my breathing. When he reaches my bed, Caspian gabs my blankets and tears them off, throwing them to the floor.
His eyes scan over me. I instantly find myself wishing I’d worn something cuter to bed. Or at least more presentable. This old faded college shirt and these bland pajama shorts do not leave me dressed to impress.
Caspian stands at the side of my bed. I swing my legs around off the bed so I’m facing him. We look at each other in silence for a moment. I don’t dare move or say anything, not yet.
He slowly, and tantalizingly, reaches down to my legs. His fingers squeeze between my knees before forcing them apart. It’s all I can do to stop myself from moaning.
Caspian’s fingers are cold to the touch. A shiver runs up my whole body as they start moving up my legs. It feels like an eternity of anticipation as both hands gradually glide up my legs. The whole time, he doesn’t break eye contact with me.
Eventually, his fingers reach the lower lip of my pajama shorts. He pauses. I slowly nod to him, giving him permission. Caspian quickly pulls his hands away.
I can’t help but gasp. A small sliver of a smirk appears on his face at the sound. Oh god, this is his plan, to tease me like this, driving me crazy.
His hands return to my legs. He once again, runs them up my body at an excruciating snail’s pace. He stops again at the lower lip of my shorts, but this time keeps going.
Caspian’s fingers encroach on my pussy. Any idea that I could control my breathing is long gone. I’m practically panting for him at this point. His fingers, beneath my shorts, hover over my pussy, but don’t touch.
“Please,” I beg him. “I need…” He once again quickly rips his hands away from me.
Before I can even moan in complaint again, Caspian’s hands grab my shoulders. He pushes me onto my back. In an instant he’s on top of me.
His massive body might as well swallow me whole. I’m pinned to the bed. I’m not going anywhere unless he says so.
Caspian opens his mouth, his fangs bared. My heart skips a beat. This is what I’ve been waiting for.
“Yes…” I moan.
His fangs run across the delicate skin on my neck. Any more pressure and I’m sure they’d slice right through. The danger of the moment sends me into overdrive.
I start breathing heavily. My chest, pressing into Caspian on top of me, rises and falls rapidly. Caspian seems to like this reaction, his body pressed harder down on me, forcing me to press harder against him as I breathe.
His fangs soon find themselves hovering over my previous bite marks. I silently pray for Caspian to bite me again. But I don’t dare speak, that kept him from touching me before.
My mind goes blank as I feel nothing but his breath on my puncture holes. Each exhale from him sends a wave of warmth throughout my body. I even feel it in my toes, causing them to curl as my whole-body squirms in anticipation.
Unfortunately, Caspian seems hell bent on torturing me tonight. He lifts his head away, without a bite. He props his body up, so he’s no longer laying directly on me, just over.
He scans my body beneath him once again. Caspian’s eyes eventually land on my chest and stay there. It rises and falls with my breathing. I watch his golden eyes as they follow the movement of my tits.
With lightning fast speed, Caspian’s hand moves from my side where he was holding himself up. It forcefully grabs onto my tit and squeezes. I gasp at the shock, and Caspian again smirks.
His hand starts massaging my tit, slowly squeezing and releasing. Caspian’s focus then turns to my nipple. He pinches it through my shirt.
“Oh…” I moan. The quick sharp pain sends a sensation of excitement like a shockwave across my body. Caspian then twists the nipple, now the shockwave is a full explosion. “Caspian!”
