2nd Bite

As Asher burst into Lily's room, the sudden intrusion shattered the serene silence. The dim moonlight filtering through the window illuminated the room, casting eerie shadows that danced across the walls. Lily, startled from her deep thoughts, looked up, her pen poised over her diary.

Her eyes widened in alarm as she recognized the fury etched on Asher's face. He was a towering figure, his anger radiating like heat waves.

Lily instinctively backed away, her heart pounding in her chest. She fumbled for the doorknob, her fingers trembling as she tried to escape.

Asher, however, was too quick. With a powerful movement, he pinned her against the wall, his body blocking her path. Lily gasped, her eyes wide with fear. Asher's breath was hot against her face, his voice low and menacing.

"What were you writing about?" he demanded, his tone laced with venom.

Lily tried to speak, but her voice was a mere whisper. Asher leaned closer, his eyes glinting with a dangerous intensity.

"I'll find out one way or another," he growled, his grip tightening on her arm.

Lily struggled against his hold, her body trembling. She felt a surge of panic, a desperate need to escape. But Asher was relentless, his strength overpowering her.

As the seconds ticked by, Lily could feel the fear slowly turning into something else, something darker and more primal. She knew she had to do something, anything, or she would be lost.

His heart pounded with a mix of anger and betrayal. How could she accept a letter from him?

"What is this?" he demanded, thrusting the letter into her hands.

Lily's eyes darted over the envelope, her heart sinking. She knew she couldn't hide the truth any longer.

"It's... it's just a letter," she stammered, her voice barely a whisper.

Asher's anger flared. "Just a letter? You're going to meet with him?"

Lily nodded, her eyes filled with tears.

"You can't be serious," Asher growled, his voice filled with disbelief.

Suddenly, Asher's anger seemed to dissipate. He took a deep breath and stepped closer to Lily. His eyes softened, and he reached out to cup her face in his hands.

"Lily, I can't lose you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

Lily's heart raced. She had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed. She looked into Asher's eyes, her own filled with a mix of fear and longing.

"I won't," she replied, her voice barely audible.

Asher smiled, a small flicker of hope returning to his eyes. He leaned in and kissed her softly, his lips lingering on hers. In that moment.

As soon as he senses that Lily is not looking at him he arms curl around her and he bury's his face in her neck.

"I'll not give you my neck tonight!Stay away from me" chills went down through Lily 's spines.

But instead he simply comes closer and cuddles in closer.

It's only then that she looked at him.

He doesn't respond, He slips his hands under your shirt and brush along her soft stomach as if trying to steal up all her warmth.

Lily hiss at his touch, his usually cold skin even colder for some reason.

He tugged one hand at the seam of her shorts and giving her an idea of what he meant.

"Please Lily, today I feel weak".

Lily couldnt help. From inside she also wanted but didn't knew why. That familiar urge of sensation came to her, longing him for more, although he is unknown to him and fears him.

Asher pulled her panties down, he's sliding himself between the warm supple flesh of your thighs. He hisses in the space of her neck, his body shuddering with pleasure.

He pulled back and stared at her, longing her blood , remembering what the soothsayer said.

After a while, it got slightly stranger.

"How rude of you for receiving the letter, you have to pay for it" he smirked .

Lily was silent, unable to say anything.

She couldn't help get attracted to the stunning beauty of the dark lord.

Parts of her longed to see what's inside

" And yes I can smell you, from the day I met you"

Lily exclaims!

"Your blood it smells so sweet"!Asher sensed it. You smell delicious, one more time taste.

"You already tasted it, beware it's addictive "

Saying this she suddenly slipped under his arms and was rushing to the door when--

No matter how fast you run, I'll always catch, Asher 's voice was deeper now.