  I opened my eyes slowly, unwilling to succ.u.mb the sweet dream I had been having. I realized it wasn't a dream, as I felt Lucian's arm around my waist, pressing my back against his chest. His legs entwined with mine under the sheets, his breath in my hair, fanning my neck.
  It hadn't been a dream. Lucian had made love to me last night in the most sensual, tender manner. I felt my cheeks heat and my body burn anew as I recalled the beautiful memories. It was an experience I had never had before and never thought I would have. Actually, I never thought such an experience could even exist. How could a single kiss make my head spin? A light touch burn my skin?
  My heart skipped a beat as I felt Lucian's arm tighten around my waist.
  &quot;Lucian? Are you awake?&quot; I whispered.
  &quot;Hmm&hellip;&quot; he said in a sleepy voice. Then it was quiet for a while. Had he gone back to sle

  &quot;Yes,&quot; I breathed, but I wasn't.
  Throughout the journey, I fought my urge to vomit as I held on to Lucian until I discovered something. Inhaling Lucian's scent took the nausea away. Grabbing some strands of his hair I kept inhaling his spicy scent until we decided to take a break.
  &quot;Lincoln will bring us food.&quot; Lucian said as he sat next to me on a cliff while I was watching the sunrise.
  It was my first time seeing the sun rise and it was the most beautiful sight. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Lucian watching me.
  &quot;Isn't it beautiful?&quot; I nodded toward the sun.
  &quot;Very beautiful.&quot; He said but he was still looking at me as he said it.
  I turned to him. &quot;I am speaking of the sunrise, Lucian.&quot;
  &quot;I see nothing but you right now.&quot;
  We just stared into each other's eyes unable to look away until we heard some guard

  As soon as she fell asleep he left the room. Finally, his body could relax and he could breathe. He needed some kind of release, he was on the edge of losing his mind.
  While walking through the dark halls he felt someone follow him. Looking back he saw nothing and continued walking. He still felt as if someone was following him. He stopped and looked behind him.
  &quot;Whoever you are, show yourself,&quot; Lucian said. He heard a chuckle before the figure of a man appeared from the shadows. He was wearing all black making his long silver hair stand out even more. His eyes were as dark as his gaze and his skin so pale he wondered if this man ever walked in the sun. He looked frightening yet&hellip;beautiful.
  &quot;We meet again.&quot; The man said and Lucian instantly recognized his voice. It was the man from his dream.
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  &quot;Who are you?&quot; Lucian 

I opened my eyes slowly, unwilling to succ.u.mb the sweet dream I had been having. I realized it wasn't a dream, as I felt Lucian's arm around my waist, pressing my back against his chest. His legs entwined with mine under the sheets, his breath in my hair, fanning my neck.
  It hadn't been a dream. Lucian had made love to me last night in the most sensual, tender manner. I felt my cheeks heat and my body burn anew as I recalled the beautiful memories. It was an experience I had never had before and never thought I would have. Actually, I never thought such an experience could even exist. How could a single kiss make my head spin? A light touch burn my skin?
  My heart skipped a beat as I felt Lucian's arm tighten around my waist.
  &quot;Lucian? Are you awake?&quot; I whispered.
  &quot;Hmm&hellip;&quot; he said in a sleepy voice. Then it was quiet for a while. Had he gone back to sleep?
  Slowly, I turned around to face him. His eyes were closed but I knew he was half awake. May

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