Vampire Romance: The Crimson Pact

"Her heavy eyes lowered and she was immediately pulled into a dark dream. Thatcher was there, his eyes brooding and dark. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but his eyes glinted in a small sliver of moonlight and he fixed them on her. She immediately felt her heart begin to race, and a deep heat seemed to travel through her body. She had been aroused before, mildly, but it had never been anything like this. If she hadn’t been so terrified, she believed that this was the feeling that Thatcher had given her. Behind all her fear was pure lust. She approached him, lacing her fingers behind her back. There was no setting in the dream so to speak, just a dark black void and moonlight. She gasped softly when his cold hand touched her cheek and sent a rush of ecstasy through her body. He vanished suddenly and she felt a brief moment of panic. When he reappeared again, he was behind her, his body pressed against hers. She gasped softly at the firmness of his body leaning against her. She had never wanted anything so badly in her whole life."