Kiani POV
The arcanes within me are struggling for release, the realization that Daemian has managed to pierce my shields obvious
He knows my name without my having told him, his eyes becoming jet-black, I must pull him back, get control or I will lose this battle
I slowly move to the edge of my seat and ease myself to the floor, kneeling before him, Mr. PenDragon, if I have offended you in any way…
I place my hand over his and bow my head, using this subservient pose I open myself to attack and in doing so hope to show weakness
For if I can convey no threat, have him believe me vulnerable, I will indeed have the upper hand, there is no other way, he is too powerful
I will need to be at my strongest while he is at his weakest, my plan has always been to end him as he is in the throws of an orgasm
For no man or vampire can stop once an orgasm is set free, in that split second I will strike, he will then know my sires wrath through me
…I will take my leave if that is what you desire, I only wanted to meet you and perhaps spend some time getting to know you
I dare not move, I tighten the shields on my mind and wait for his reply, this could end here and now, this could end badly for me