"What's up my dear pervert?"
These words were like a potent spell as it rang out in Leon's ears, sending delicious shivers all over his entire being. His body stilled as though the sight of her and those words that had left her mouth were lethal weapons which had rendered him utterly harmless. In front of her, he was currently like a little white rabbit.
He could not even open his mouth to speak nor move his fingers. All he could do was just to stand there, looking at her. His purple eyes were dilated, darkening as his heartbeat stopped for one long moment. Never did he expect that he would be reunited with her in this manner. The vision of her just struck him dumb but his blood was gushing in his ears as his body was trembling, reacting to the breath-taking view she provided. He did not know whether to jump in excitement or fall into his knees.
Then she moved, running both her hands from her forehead to the back of her hair. It seemed to Leon that the movement was done in slow motion and every second felt so torturous at the same time heavenly. Then she licked her lips in a very erotic way, looking at him through her thick lashes as though he was her delicious meal – her ambrosia – and not the other way around.
"Come, Leon." She called out in that same spine-tingling voice of hers, "join me."
Abruptly, Leon jerked and turned around, causing Zanya to let out a soft giggle as if she had fully expected him to do that. She saw him rub the back of his neck nervously as the backs of his ears reddened to the point as though blood would seep through his skin.
"Fi… finish your bath. I'll wait." He then replied stiffly, and Zanya found his little stammer utterly adorable. She barely could keep in a girlish squeal seeing him behaving so cutely.
Since Zirrus had left, Zanya had already calculated that if nothing went wrong, their queen would definitely be sending people over to fetch them, and they should be arriving at this very moment. Knowing Queen Evie, she would surely send her vampire men to come and escort them back to the camps. Zanya had absolutely no doubt that one of the men who would come for them would be Leon. And because of her complete assurance of his arrival, that is the reason why she was doing this.
She really could not wait to see him again. It had been weeks since they got separated. And as the time passed, she had started to dream of him, of those purplish orbs gazing adoringly at her, of those strong calloused hands touching her bare skin. Since the night that she had made love with him, something seemed to have awakened within her. Her heart which was like a dead tree, had suddenly started blooming. She did not know when it even started. All she knew was that he had already unknowingly given her sufficient water and sunlight and that was why that night when they had made love, she felt her heart starting to bloom.
Now she was just like a tree at full bloom, so alive and vibrant. Their separation had only served to make her realize just how much she had come to adore this man. She had been thinking of him every day, and every night. And thoughts of him not only popped up in her mind during her leisure time, but at random times along the day when she was getting things done too! It was like her every day was no longer that mundane anymore.
For so long, she had felt as though she was merely existing, not really living. She existed only for one purpose and that was to serve Evie, her queen. And she thought that her life would have that sole purpose forever. It was not like she hated the idea that her purpose was to serve the queen. In fact, she was contented and happy that she had been able to live long enough to witness the arrival of the light faes' fated queen. She was prepared to dedicate the rest of her life to serve Evie and she was totally fine with that.
Until this man with those tantalizing and rare purple eyes appeared before her. Now she was no longer contented with just serving her queen. For the first time in countless years of merely existing, she is now starting to want more out of this life. And this something more was none other than him. This vampire. This delicious man.
She eyed his broad back hungrily, and she could still tell how stiff he was. Licking her moist lips again in anticipation, Zanya moved swiftly. She had set this stage to be alone with him because somehow, she knew that this might be her only chance to solo him.
Since Lord Cairus had allowed them to cross the portal, she had immediately felt the looming danger in the air around them. Not just her instincts were telling her so, but also her light magic had sensed a huge trouble coming very soon. There was a big chance that trouble will break out any time now and once that happens, she might not even be given the luxury to kiss him, much less do anything more frisky together. Therefore, she would not be wasting this perfect chance!
She was going to seize this golden opportunity now, even if it was just for a short hour. She will not be letting him go not only because she missed him so badly, but because she knew that she would not be able to contain her overwhelming desires for him anymore. A hug or a kiss would not be enough for her to make up for the weeks that she had longed to touch him and to be one with him.
Climbing out of the water, Zanya sashayed towards him, still fully naked and dripping wet.
She saw him catch his breath as she neared him as he could sense her approaching, but he still stubbornly did not turn around. 'Such a stubborn but sweet little cinnamon roll,' she smirked and licked her lips before slipping her arms around his waist.
"You can turn around to look now, my gorgeous innocent perv," she whispered hotly into his ears and Leon turned to face her, only to freeze again at the sight of her still completely naked body.