MAGNUS

“Aaahh!” When I sank my teeth deep into the back of her neck, Hannah let out a roar that shook the cave.

Her whole body trembled and collapsed weakly onto the blankets.

I held her, wrapping her in my strong arms while I marked her and knotted inside her.

A bluish flash made me squeeze my eyes shut and cling tighter to her.

It came from the release of her magic, waves of power bursting from her body, freezing the cave in thick layers of ice.

I endured the cold that couldn’t harm me and opened a wound on my wrist to feed her my blood.

I felt her canines pierce my veins, and Hannah drank from me with hunger, with a ravenous need, as if she had craved me forever.

I pushed more of my vital fluid into her mouth, both of us locked in sweat and heat, tangled, no longer knowing where one ended and the other began.

Amid the whirlwind of passion, of feelings, of the icy magic swirling around me, holding me possessively, a voice slipped into my thoughts.

It was timid and sweet, the complet