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brought his hand around, pinched the
peaks and soothed the sting with tender, featherlight flutters. Each motion of
his tongue and hands sent electricity soaring over my skin. Soon any pain was
long forgotten.
    Finally. Even if the cost is high, I have him.
    He’s mine.
    “Arianna,” he rasped, “I was wrong. You feel better than
heaven. You’re so tight and hot around me. It’s a most pleasurable kind of
torture.”
    I gasped in ecstasy when he moved, thrusting his hips,
guiding me to meet his thrusts. The feel of his long, hard shaft moving in and
out of my pussy was nothing short of extraordinary. With each joining, I knew I
had made the right decision.
    I never could have known Sebastian like this— just like
this —otherwise.
    Perfect.
    Our friendship came first, then my love for the vampire, but
neither of those emotions matched the intimacy I felt at our bodies being
connected so closely together. We were one, beginning and ending, a key turned
in the perfect lock. I gazed into his face and wished for a moment that I could
remove my mask and reveal myself. Instead I communicated my love for him
through my eyes and motions, rising up to meet each of his steady plunges. He
moved his hand down to my sex. I gasped as he fingered the swollen nub in the
front. Unbelievably, I felt my body respond and clench, orgasm almost at hand.
    “Bastian.” I sighed his name as I neared climax, writhing
against him. I wanted to extend the moment but my body wasn’t willing to wait.
He brought out emotions and sensations in me I’d imagined but never fully
understood. It was worth it. No cost too high. No sacrifice too significant.
    “So beautiful,” he whispered, rising onto his elbows to
watch my eyes and mouth as I came. “So damn beautiful, Arianna.”
    The world shifted and evaporated into nothing, leaving me
soaring. My muscles flexed, spun so tight I worried they might snap. My throat
became dry as I tried to scream but made no sound. I knew my kiss was at hand.
The time had come. Instead of fear, there was only acceptance.
    Mine. Finally. After all this time.
    I felt his teeth pierce my throat as I climaxed, scoring my
skin cleanly. His fangs sank deep, penetrating my vein. Euphoria mingled with
the deep draws at my throat. Within seconds weakness overcame me and I drooped
against the bed. My breaths turned shallow, harder and harder to take. He
trembled, arms shaking. Jets of come erupted inside me, semen pumping into my
sex. His arms wrapped around my back, surrounding me as he drained my life’s
blood.
    As he fed, I longed to wrap my fingers in his hair.
Sebastian loved to be petted, especially when he drank. Determined to do so, I
tried. My heart sank when I realized I lacked the energy. My languid limbs
refused to obey. My body was dying, scattering to ash from the inside out.
    The light from the fireplace dimmed. I watched the reflected
licks of flame and fire dance across the ceiling, creating shadowy figures and
shapes that mingled together. I listened to the sounds of his rhythmic swallows
and lowered my lids when they became too heavy, allowing my eyes to drift
closed.
    Everything I thought it would be. Everything I hoped.
    This was our moment. I’d finally gotten what I’d wanted
most.
    I didn’t want it to end, holding on as long as possible.
    Darkness swirled, becoming dark.
    Then, there was nothing.

Chapter Three
     
    I lifted extremely heavy eyelids, lashes fluttering rapidly
against my cheeks. I was disoriented and confused, trying to remember where I
was and how I had gotten there. The room was dark. A fire in the hearth had
nearly gone out. I shifted and found I was sore, but in the most wondrous of
places.
    Suddenly the night before came rushing back, and I thrust a
hand to my face. My fingers landed on my nose and bare cheeks. Oh no. I
couldn’t conceal my identity without the mask.
    “Are you looking for this, Katja?”
    I stilled at Sebastian’s voice, heart hammering.
    I remembered the