Kiani POV
I look down at his hand still placed gently upon my abdomen, the words he whispered still in my ear, he waited for me, he knew I would come
Daemian's gift is beyond comprehension, he has chosen me to be the mother of his child, the bloodline to be continued through me, through us
This ancient vampire with more 40,000 years behind him deems me worthy to carry what will truly be the most powerful vampire ever on earth
My mind still reeling, I recall the other words, he knows why I came, he knows my Master will not stop until he is destroyed
If I accept this gift, our child, I will no longer belong to Hakon, I'm Daemian's, not only will he stand by me, but so will his arcanes
I place my hand over his, look deep into his eyes and with no words nod my assent, the magnitude of my decision leaves me completely drained
Daemian pulls me close, wraps me in his arms, holds me tenderly, I want to tell him, I need to confess all that I know, but words fail me
I find myself fully contented, for the first time ever I feel like I'm where I belong, if only we could stay here, safe, hidden away forever
I start to speak, but Daemian hushes me, maybe he too just needs to feel these few moments of peace, we both feel the battle that will come
Hakon will stop at nothing, he'll want to annihilate all three of us, his bitterness, his fury will make him desperate, and very dangerous
I feel Daemian's arm tighten around me, he feels my inner turmoil, he feels my struggle, he slowly runs his hands up and down my body
His attempts to distract me ignite the fires within, I roll over, push him down, straddle his waist and smile when he lets me pin his hands
I toss my head forward and let my hair cascade down his chest, then slowly place little bites along his chiseled abs, he moans his approval
As I moved lower, still nibbling and kissing his torso, I feel his manhood pressing upon me, my vampire is ready to take me again
I push myself back, slowly letting him fill me again, the sensation causes me to cry out in pleasure, nothing has ever felt more right
Sweeping my hair off to the side I look into his eyes, I watch them go black as he looks at me with such desire, I release his hands
He takes mine as I slowly begin to rock up and down, I set a slow pace, enjoying the deep penetrating feel of him, he allows me my leisure
My mind attempts to focus, but all reasonable thoughts fade as with each trust he brings me closer to my release, I begin to move faster
Just as I feel myself falling over the edge I remember, the fog dragon at the club, he knew me even then, he knew my intentions, my mission
My eyes widen with that realization, You have known the whole time, the fog dragon, calling me little dragon, do you also know who sent me?