Shared quarters. The welcoming by Arkon and the rest of the covenant had become something as quickly to consume her as the presence of the demon's energy poured through her, changing a human spirit into something more wicked, more demonic.
Graceful and calm she opened the curtains to the balcony window, pushing it open to welcome the cold of the night on her flesh. A step out on to the balcony and the frost painted her breath in an eerie ghost ivory before her.
Glacier depths moved over the world around her before she spared a glance over her shoulder, the rapture of black caressed and shadowed one side of her face as the scarlet mote marked depth remained visible.
She felt him then.
Always since that first touch when his mark had claimed her had she felt his presence.
And now they shared quarters.
It would be easier that way both to share space together if Amiryn was to adjust to these... changes.
She spared a glance down to her wrist, the barbed chain of his mark a sensual writhing twist of energy at her skin that left her teeth clenched and her back arching.
So much pain... so much pleasure.
The balance of both was being tipped from scale to scale till she shuddered not from the cold but from that coveted heat that was pouring through her as the demonic nature of all that he was devoured and altered all that was once humane.
A caress, a touch had only been so much between them. A comfort of his presence, the touch of his fingertips at the skin of her arm. That was as far as the bond had offered them physically.
She was shivering, trembling as she watched the demon then... glacier blues not ever of frost but so warm. The hottest part of the flame... blue fire... had become... unholy as she looked to him.
Her breath hushed, sensual whisper parting her lips as she called out his name as a summon.
"Abryrdan..."
Graceful and calm she opened the curtains to the balcony window, pushing it open to welcome the cold of the night on her flesh. A step out on to the balcony and the frost painted her breath in an eerie ghost ivory before her.
Glacier depths moved over the world around her before she spared a glance over her shoulder, the rapture of black caressed and shadowed one side of her face as the scarlet mote marked depth remained visible.
She felt him then.
Always since that first touch when his mark had claimed her had she felt his presence.
And now they shared quarters.
It would be easier that way both to share space together if Amiryn was to adjust to these... changes.
She spared a glance down to her wrist, the barbed chain of his mark a sensual writhing twist of energy at her skin that left her teeth clenched and her back arching.
So much pain... so much pleasure.
The balance of both was being tipped from scale to scale till she shuddered not from the cold but from that coveted heat that was pouring through her as the demonic nature of all that he was devoured and altered all that was once humane.
A caress, a touch had only been so much between them. A comfort of his presence, the touch of his fingertips at the skin of her arm. That was as far as the bond had offered them physically.
She was shivering, trembling as she watched the demon then... glacier blues not ever of frost but so warm. The hottest part of the flame... blue fire... had become... unholy as she looked to him.
Her breath hushed, sensual whisper parting her lips as she called out his name as a summon.
"Abryrdan..."