Liliana's POV
The newly married couple finally exited the terrace where the guests' wedding celebration continued. Moving along the carpeted corridor, Liliana stopped and pulled Darick back against her body. The weight of him pressing her into the wall.
Reaching up, she grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of his neck and pulled his lips closer to hers. Then, when their lips were a hairsbreadth apart, Liliana teased.
"I know a secret. Something you don't know."
Then smiling wickedly, she traced his parted lips with her tongue. The trail left behind a line that burned into the loins of the Vampyre she had come to love like none other. Yet, her desire went deeper than just a physical longing. Instead, he was everything she had ever dreamed a man could be. Except he was no man. He was a Vampyre.