Victoria shuddered as Vail trailed his hands slowly and sensuously up her waist and to her shoulder blades, his hands were not overly warm but not cold to the touch as she presumed a vampire would be. Perhaps there was some sense of them being alive as his own heart did beat to the drum of life. If he was hurt, does he not bleed the same as a human? He certainly didn’t seem the monster The Order painted him to be. Just as she had imagined, he had thoughts and feelings just the same as anyone else. Thoughts that provoked her sense of intelligence, feelings of desire for her blood that drew her ever closer to his embrace. 

His sly smile pierced her soul and his whisper of assuming she preferred to be his rather than Spencer’s, sent a shiver down her spine. “All yours…” She thought of the notion and she whispered in return. Knowing that he wanted her all to himself was stimulating in itself and made her very knees weaken all the more. The moment he said he would like to have her right now, made her heart leap into her throat. It wasn’t the bite she craved, it was his tongue upon her soft flesh. When he called her Lady Griffiths though, it surprised her but it made her giggle that he caught onto that she pretended to be his wife and he didn’t even protest it. But when he reached for her hand on his chest and gave it his tender kiss, that was the nail in the coffin for her. She gasped at his sudden affection and sweet nature toward her.

Unable to resist his vampiric charm, her pupils dilated, and she found herself following Vail’s every movement, which led her directly to the bed where she did as instructed by the guidance of his hand. She laid down across the simply bedding. It was comfy enough to lay on. The covers were thick with down feathers as were the pillows. The wooden frame creaked slightly from her weight as it was aging quite well and the inn couldn’t afford a newer bed just yet, but with her generous tip they could overhaul the entire tavern. 

As he joined her, she then mused and cast a smirk his way. “You have all your clothes on….whereas I have none. I hardly call that fair…” Her eyes looked up into his with a hint of mischief as her heart raced so fast within her chest. It was then she grasped at his coat tail and tugged it toward her.