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They’re coated with blood.
Sam’s face is filled with alarm. “I... I bit you.” His tone is unsteady.
“You did?” I hadn’t felt any pain. Nothing but pleasure. Earth-shattering, ground-breaking pleasure.
“It was an accident.” His face crumples, and he drops his forehead to my chest.
I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him close. “Am I going to turn into a vampire now?” The thought doesn’t scare me as much as I imagined it would. If I were like Sam, we’d be equals. He wouldn’t have to worry about saving me, because we’d be protecting each other.
He moves his head from side to side, still buried against me. “It doesn’t work like that. But... my venom. Shit. You’re gonna be out of it soon.” He lifts his eyes to meet mine. There’s a silent, desperate plea in the depths of his stare. “I’m sorry.”
The room is bright, and my vision blurs around the edges. My limbs are heavy, relaxed. “Don’t be sorry,” I smile, tracing my finger over his chin. My touch swipes over the warm liquid coating his lips, smearing it away. “Everything is really...” I look past him, at the ceiling. Multicolored orbs dance across its surface, twirling around one another. “Good,” I finish.
Sam places his palm on my forehead. The coolness feels absolutely wonderful against my skin. “You’re hot.”
“Thank you,” I purr, pushing my bare breasts against him. A fresh surge of lust gathers in my lower belly, readying me for another round of touching.
Samuel rolls his eyes, face all business. “I mean, you feel warm to the touch. We should get out of bed for a while.” He gives me a scrutinizing stare, his forehead wrinkling with worry. “There’s a couple of hours before sunrise. Let’s get you dressed and we’ll take a stroll.”
I look past him again, my focus returning to the dancing orbs. I wonder ifIcan dance like them, too. “A stroll?”
Sam nods, helping me sit up. “Fresh air will do you good. Come on, let’s get dressed.” He gets up from the bed and takes hold of my hand, urging me to follow him.
I stumble a little as I try to stand, but Sam catches me. I’m grateful for his support as we make our way to the closet. It’s difficult to focus on getting dressed- everything feels surreal and hazy.
Sam pulls out a pair of leggings and a sweatshirt for me, helping me into them. He dresses quickly himself, then takes my hand.
The hallway outside our bedroom is dimly lit, but as soon as I step into the shadows, my stomach lurches. A black, endless corridor stretches onward, spinning like those stupid maze spectacles in amusement parks. I grip Sam’s arm, holding onto him as I keep myself balanced.
We make it through the tunnel-like hallway by sheer luck, and when we step out, we materialize on the front porch.What the...The cool night air rushes against my skin, and I take deep breaths, trying to clear my head.
Samuel squeezes my arm. “Come, I want to show you something.”
I glance up at him, and his irises transform into twin black holes, absorbing everything that dares get close to its horizon, me included. “Okay,” I murmur, resisting against the pull.
He helps me down the stairs and across the lawn. At the edge of the forest, a wide gap reveals a trail. Twisting branches gently curve in a circular form around the entrance, like a wicker basket weaved with sharp thorny vines.
“Is this real?” I grip Sam’s arm tighter, my nails digging into his flesh.
He looks down at me, his features even more concerned than they were before. “What do you see?” he asks.
I squint, looking deeper into the tree line. After a moment, the thorns recede, and the arch is nothing more than two bare limbs curving over an animal trail. “Oh. I see a passage.”
Sam’s face relaxes. “Good. Come on.”
We enter the forest, my feet crunching over leaves with each step. The woods are alive with sounds, but they’re not the familiar whispers of hooting owls or rustling animals. They’re almost like whispers, faint and eerie. The trees loom tall above us, their boughs twisted and gnarled. The air grows colder and I shiver, my breath misting out in front of me.
Sam leads me on, his hand cool against mine. The trail winds through the trees, eventually leading us to a small clearing. In the center of the clearing, water glimmers in the moonlight.
Amidst the darkness, a tiny circular pond emerges. The pond’s waters reflect the night sky, appearing as if all the stars in the sky have been captured within its depths.
“Wow,” I whisper.
The sight takes my breath away. Everything around the water is still and tranquil, soothing to my anxious mind.
Sam lets go of my hand, kneeling near the pond’s edge. “Watch this.”
He dips his finger in, breaking the serene stillness of the pond. Gentle ripples spread across its surface as the moonlight scatters into a million glimmering fragments. My state of mind morphs as the ripples transform into sound, vibrating through my body.
