I gazed at the hazy figure of Neron that appeared after a dense fog. I felt sleepy but I was wide awake. His fiery forest green orbs flashed tenderly and his golden freckles flared when I rose up from the bed, my hair falling over my chest, disheveled from the sleep.
I felt intoxicated, high when he leaned in, tracing my cheekbones tenderly with the back of his palms and I sucked in a breath, feeling my needs to dwell up. I was breathing heavily and he smiled lowly, kissing my cheeks softly and I clenched on him tighter.
"Bella,"
He purred and I nodded my head, bowing down to my desires. I wanted to be with him, in his arms, swaying in his wings. I wanted to get absorbed in his orbs for eternity. He was an optimum of beauty and power. He dripped the flames of desire that burnt me dow
