Soft firelight filled the room with flickering shadows, highlighting every curve of Ashlynn's body as Nyrielle pinned her to the soft satin bedspread. Midnight blue energy swirled within the vampire's eyes and her pupils quivered with hunger, fixed on the jumping pulse in Ashlynn's soft, delicate neck while the sound of her lover's racing heart thundered in her ears like a herd of wild horses, ready to carry her restraint and leaving behind nothing but the primal desire to feed.
"The night we met," Nyrielle said, closing her eyes and turning her head away from Ashlynn as she fought to control herself, restraining her hunger and the darkness that lurked behind it through sheer force of will. "The night we met, I made a promise to myself that I would never hurt you the way he had," she said as visions of Ashlynn's battered body flickered through her mind.
