Ecstasy. Simple and pure and the best word I have ever found
to describe what I felt at that moment. It was so much more
than lust; more than power, and definitely more than any
love I have experienced in my lifetime.
“More…” I whispered. “Please, more.”
I exhaled and shuddered as she gently raised my head to
stare level into her burning eyes. I licked my bruised lips
and tasted warm, salty, thick blood. I blinked once and
smiled at my Queen. I was almost purring, like a cat lapping
at the richest cream.
“You are the one Silver Devries. I choose you to carry on
the line of the ancients; my bloodline and now yours.”