The Blue Moon Ball

Ash's fiery gaze stayed on me the entire time we were in the car. He held my hand in his, his thumb constantly tracing lines across my palm. My whole body shivered, and I secretly wished we never made it to the castle. I wished that we had lost our way, lost our driver, and found ourselves somewhere alone.

I bit my lip as another shudder pierced through me, heating everything within me. I didn't take my hand away. I didn't want him to stop whatever he was doing. God, I wanted him to never stop touching me.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, and I all but moaned. I could see his gaze wandering down to my neck and then to my cleavage. I could see the tips of his fangs flashing in the faint moonlight, and I pressed my thighs together. "I will be very indecent when we get to the ball. Bear with me," he warned.

I swallowed hard. I must have become the horniest woman on the planet since I thought I wouldn't mind him taking me in public. I craved him, and my desire grew by the second.

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