Alle Kapitel von Steamy Encounters: Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

I woke up slowly in my own familiar bed, the soft blankets wrapped around me. My body felt sore in the best and worst ways. I blinked, staring at the ceiling of our little house. Was it all a dream? I thought. The dragon, the waterfall, the way he fucked me so hard against that tree… it felt too real.“Aria!” My sister Mira’s voice broke through my thoughts. She ran into the room and threw herself onto the bed, hugging me tightly as tears streamed down her face. “You’re awake! Oh my god, you’re finally awake! I was so scared. We thought we lost you forever.”I hugged her back, still confused. My body ached between my legs and my neck had faint marks. “Mira… what happened? Why am I back here? I remember going to the dragon instead of you, and then…”Mira pulled back, wiping her tears, but more kept falling. “Why did you go, Aria? Why did you take my place? I woke up, and you were gone. Everyone was looking for you. They found you passed out at the town border this morning. You were b

For the next few days, I couldn’t stop thinking about Marvis and how he had rejected me so coldly. No man had ever done that to me before. I started lightly stalking him, nothing crazy, just watching from my window to learn his routine. He left for a run every morning around six-thirty. Perfect.The first morning I put on my tightest workout shorts that rode up my ass and a sports bra that barely contained my tits. I “accidentally” started jogging on the same route. When I saw him coming, I sped up to catch him.“Hey, Marvis!” I called out, running beside him with a big smile. “Fancy seeing you here. You look good, all sweaty. Want some company on your run? I give great motivation, if you know what I mean. I could suck your cock behind those trees if you want.”Marvis didn’t even slow down. “No.”“Come on, baby,” I said, keeping pace. “Don’t be like that. I know you noticed this ass in these shorts. Let me make your morning better. I’m really good with my mouth. What do you say?”“No.

From that rainy night onward, everything felt different. Marvis still stayed mostly cold, but he started acknowledging me more. The first time I saw him after the storm, I was grabbing coffee two days later. My hair was a mess, and my eyes looked tired from not sleeping. He walked past the shop window, paused, and actually looked straight at me. He didn't smile, but he gave a small nod. Just that. One tiny nod before he kept walking. My heart did a stupid flip. I didn’t chase him that time. I couldn’t. The embarrassment from breaking down in front of him still burned. The next day I spotted him at the gym entrance. I tried to slip away, but he saw me. “Irene,” he said. Even though his voice wasn't warm, he said my name, and that was something. “You good?" I froze with my cheeks hot in embarrassment. “Yeah… I’m fine. Thanks for the other night. I don’t usually… you know.” I wanted to say more, to flirt like always, but the words stuck. I couldn't say those words because I couldn't

Marvis didn’t say another word outside the hotel. He just grabbed my wrist tighter and dragged me through the rain straight to his apartment building. I was still soaked, dress clinging to my body, and pissed as fuck.“What the hell, Marvis? Talk to me! You can’t just drag me around like this. I was making ten grand! Ten fucking grand!” I shouted, trying to pull away but failing. “Answer me, you asshole! Why did you do that?”He ignored every question. His face stayed hard as he pulled me up the stairs and shoved open his apartment door. The second we were inside, he slammed it shut and locked it. I spun on him, chest heaving with anger and something hotter.“Fuck you! Say something! You ruin my night, drag me here, and now you go silent again? I hate you so much right now. I was about to suck that rich dick for cash and you—”He moved fast. He pinned me hard against the wall, hands gripping my waist. Before I could swear again, his mouth crashed down on mine like he’d been holding ba

“Get on your knees.”I stared at him like he had lost his mind, legs still shaking and jeans half-down.“No,” I gritted out. “Absolutely not. I am never getting on my knees for a blood-sucking vampire. Never.” His head tilted, and those dark eyes narrowed just a little. “You will,” he said, voice low and smooth. “Kneel.” Something pressed against my mind, soft at first and then harder, like invisible fingers trying to push my thoughts aside and replace them with his will. I felt the pull, felt it slide against me, and then nothing. It slipped off me like water. I blinked. He went still. For the first time since he appeared, genuine shock crossed his face, just for a second. His eyes widened a fraction, and his mouth parted. “What?” he whispered. I lifted my chin even though my heart was hammering. “I said no. Your little mind trick doesn’t work on me. Guess you’re not as scary as you think.” The shock vanished, and something darker took its place. His eyes turned alm