Heightened

He sunk his teeth in lightly at the side of my neck and I reached my hands to his chest to push lightly. Afraid of what he was doing. When he slid down and did it closer to my collar, my nails instinctively dug in.

"Lucien!" His name was spilling off my lips before I could stop it.

I barely knew it and I was saying it in a voice I didn't recognize now. What am I doing? What's wrong with me?

"And this?" He asked huskily against the skin of my neck. Making fine hairs at the base of my skull dance with his breath. "How does it feel?"

"G-good." I said quickly. Hands shaking against the hard muscles of his chest.

He caught my hair, though this time it didn't hurt as he held me still. His lips following up my neck to frame the shell of my ear.

"Hello, My Plaything..." He whispered huskily. Making my whole body feel as though it were on high alert. Every nerve ending heightening in intensity.