He gave me none.
Given the way magic worked in this realm, I wasn’t too surprised by that. This reality didn’t seem to value mythology in the same way as others did.
“I’m the Goddess of Night,” I continued. “Or Mistress of the Moon, as some have called me.”
That eyebrow remained in place, his gaze surveying me in a manner similar to how I openly scrutinized him.
Except he still didn’t speak.
He merely stared.
But the energy around him pulsed in welcome, the power seducing my heart and giving it a squeeze inside my chest.
Lick, my soul whispered.Taste him.
I took another step, feeling drawn to him in an almost enchanted manner.
He seemed equally transfixed, his gaze snapping to mine and holding me hostage before him.
“Your magic is breathtaking,” I confided.
I knew what he was by his presence, his vampire soul speaking to mine on an intimate level. But something about him went so much deeper than a mere supernatural type.
I wanted to know this great being. To touch him. Kiss him. Pet him. Revel in his power. Anything he desired.
Just for a little while.
Then I’d resume my hunt for my lost magic.
Or maybe the medallion would simply reappear.
Enchantments were volatile in that way, always choosing their own paths and changing on a whim.
But this male oozed power that he seemed to control. No errant strands. Just the one that had coerced me into finding him, the one I could feel sliding through me to touch my very soul.
This magic was beautiful.
Hypnotic.
And left me sighing in this great man’s presence.
He still hadn’t spoken, but only a minute or so had passed since I’d approached.
While silence could be rude, his lack of a response simply felt contemplative. Like he was developing the right words to say.
That was fine. I’d wait for him to speak, and admire his physique in the interim.
So solid and firm.
Definitely a male of worth.
Mine, mine, mine, my heart continued to thud.
Touch, touch, touch,my fingertips urged.
Taste, taste, taste,my mouth whispered.
I swallowed, this foreign attraction leaving me a bit dizzy.Is it an enchantment? A lust spell? Or just my reaction to his intensity?
