INDIGO (RISE OF CRIMSON)

CHAPTER 38

He definitely could deal with this for eternity. ”Liya.” He smiled as she responded by stirring and softly saying his name. She managed to pull herself up on him and lay across his bare chest. Her hair cascaded over her face, his chest, and onto the bed. He brushed the hair off her neck to examine the damage he made. The marks weren’t very noticeable. He knew bruising would appear later. Maybe he was still able to keep some of his control after all. Surprisingly so. He tried not to take much from her. It was hard, because her blood was laced with pure virtue and fired his very being. It felt like liquid gold in his veins, and the more he tasted the more he wanted. He thought he may have overdone it, but she was still conscious, yet barely. He thanked God for not taking it too far. He pulled the blankets over her naked form to keep her warm and caressed her bare shoulder. She was more than he’d ever imagined in his bed. Her desires matched his and this was only a fraction of her full