Absolute certainty - This is only the beginning!

“Come,” Seraphine murmured against my ear, her voice husky with an almost predatory purr. “There’s nowhere else you need to be.”

I wanted to argue – Myka would have my hide if she knew I'd abandoned the artifact hunt for this… whatever *this* was. But something about the way Seraphine held me, that intoxicating blend of power and desire in her dark eyes, made words useless.

Her kisses tasted of blood and wine – heady, intoxicating, laced with an underlying sweetness that sent a jolt through me like static electricity. I felt myself melting against her, wanting to drown in the warmth radiating from her body pressed so close against mine.

She deepened the kiss then, sliding her tongue into my mouth with a teasing caress before claiming it possessively. Her teeth grazed my lower lip – sharp, but not painful – and I gasped involuntarily as she pulled back just enough to sink them deeper, drawing a thin line of blood from the corner of my mouth.

"Drink," Seraphine murmured against my lips, tilting her head back just enough for me to see a flash of pale skin beneath her jawline – smooth except for two tiny puncture marks almost hidden in the curve of her neck.

She pressed her hand against my chest, pushing me closer as she offered up another drop of blood from that same wound. It glistened on her fingertips like polished ruby, and I couldn't help myself. I lapped it up greedily – a single taste, but enough to set something primal roaring within me.

"You are mine," she breathed against my skin, her voice husky and laced with something wild – possessiveness? Hunger? I couldn't tell which, but it sent another shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with the heat of her body pressed against mine.

She pulled back then, tilting her head so she could look at me properly - really *look* at me. Her dark eyes were pools of liquid obsidian now, flecked with gold like molten metal catching firelight.

"And you," she said softly, tracing a fingertip along the line of my jaw, "will be mine forever."

That was all it took, my guard was down, my vibes were finally in sync with my sexual emotions.

Seraphine, having somehow shed her clothes except for the latex corset stood above me in all her vampiric undead splendor. "Undress my Lord and claim your bride!" She demanded. Sensually walking towards me.