Lilith III
Stefan scrambled to my side, kneeling next to me,
“Should we...”
“No,” I groaned, “They are royals... We can't interfere.”
“So, you're THE Lilith, I must say... Destiny did a poor job when it got to your appearance, I expected— more.” She circled Lilith, toying with her hair.
“What do you want?”
“Isn't it obvious already, I want you,” she whispered in Lilith's ear, licking the lobe,
“I am not afraid of you, and I am going to beat you, no matter how long it takes me,” Lilith snarled.