Make me yours (R-18)

Dante pulled Siren by the hand without haste, guiding her through the castle corridors. The air around him still smelled of blood and magic, but nothing else mattered apart from the woman by his side. 

Siren followed him without resistance, her heart racing, her mind still processing everything that had happened. But when they reached the doors to the royal chambers, something changed. 

Dante stopped, turning to her, and at that moment, his predatory gaze became impossible to ignore. 

"Now that we've solved your problems, I think we can finally enjoy our evening, don't you?" He asked with a mischievous grin. 

Siren swallowed, feeling the warmth of his body so close to hers. The memories of all the times she had tried to push him away, all the excuses she had made, seemed ridiculous now.