h4Chapter 211: Love: A border that can not be crossed/h4

    "...As long as you are aware that I am in charge and that is never going to change for the rest of your life!" he told her, his eyes still blood red but there was a softness in them that couldn’t be hidden.

    One that she knew that he was only giving to her, and yet even that slight softness seemed to have a razor edge attached to it—one she knew he wouldn’t hesitate to cut her with if she pushed too far.

    Aira stared at him, still unable to move, even as her heart thumped harder. She felt him step closer until she could feel his breath against the skin of her face, warm and unyielding.

    He lifted her chin up and lowered his head and even then he still easily towered over her without trying.

    Aira still could not move, though she would have, as she watched his lips inch closer to hers—only for him to pause as he began to speak again, his warm breath ghosting over her lips, sending a shiver straight through her spine even as her heart thundered louder than before.

    "You can do whatever! You can try to kill me and I’ll support you as long as you submit to me!" he told her. Aira was still boiling within when she suddenly felt all the restrictions she had previously felt on her body suddenly fall away almost like they never existed.

    Normally, Aira would have instantly backed away, putting some distance between them. But instead of doing that she remained where she was, grounding herself still.

    Her face still raised and eyes fixed on him as she spoke and responded.

    "Submit!" she said, almost like she was spitting out the words. "You ask for something you can never give!" she told him, hating how her voice almost sounded like she wanted something from him.

    "I have given you plenty!" Zyren responded in the same breath, his brows slightly furrowed together as he repeated it again.

    "I have given you more than anyone should!" he said, but Aira simply shook her head.

    "That’s because you have more than anyone else. If you’re going to ask for something so heavy then you should be able to give more!" Aira told him, ready to step back—especially since she was confident that Zyren didn’t even know what she was trying to say.

    Worst part was that she herself wasn’t sure what she was trying to say.

    ’Even if Zyren gave her whatever she was talking about it wouldn’t erase the fact that he killed her brother and father and sentenced them to the afterlife!’ she thought to herself bitterly, her chest tight.

    But she had just taken a step back when Zyren took one forward, grabbing her hands in a way that stopped her from being able to put any more space between them.

    A serious expression on his face as he opened his mouth to ask a question Aira didn’t think he would ever care or be concerned to ask.

    "What do I have to give?" he asked her. The serious expression on his face showed that he wasn’t just asking but seemed to have the intention to give it— which only made it more fun for Aira tough in response to his question. Herugh was sharp, teasing, and yet it faltered the moment she noticed how much it annoyed him.

    Zyren stepped closer until their bodies were touching with no space, his towering presence suffocating yet intoxicating.

    That instantly wiped the smile from Aira’s face since she could suddenly feel the hardened member between his legs as he grinded it against her in a way that showed lust in what could only be its purest form.

    Annoyed at having her arms held down and unable to jerk herself away, aware that it was futile, she simply raised her gaze and met his as she responded to his words with a sly smile on her face—almost like she was offering a challenge to him.

    "Submit!"

    She said it with a bold expression on her face, but even as she said it she couldn’t help the bit of fear that seemed to climb through her back and up her chest.

    The fear that somehow Zyren would be able to cross the border she knew he couldn’t, and she would be expected to do the same.

    It didn’t help that she had just said she would.

    ’Her father would turn in his grave!’ she thought as her heart thundered harder than before. She met Zyren’s eyes almost like she was looking for the truth in them even before he opened his mouth to speak.

    But she didn’t have to wait long before she heard him open his mouth to speak.

    "Submit?" He said the word like it was trash that had suddenly been tossed right into his face.

    "You want me to submit to you?" he asked, almost like he couldn’tprehend what the word meant. And she could see it. Aira could clearly see it in his eyes that he truly couldn’tprehend ever doing such a thing—and she understood it.

    She also felt relieved, but at the same time something in her felt a bit sad, something she refused to acknowledge to be anything more than the pull of the bond they shared.

    ’How can a century-old vampire that has lived for so many yearsprehend submission to a human that hasn’t even lived a quarter and was much weaker than even his strongest guards!’

    She couldn’t step back since he didn’t allow her, but Aira didn’t stop talking.

    "We should both stop talking about things we do not understand!" she suddenly said, even as she stared at the confused feeling behind his eyes. But instead of allowing him to ask the question she was terrified he would ask next, she stepped closer instead of stepping back.

    Just enough to grind her entire body into him and distract him as she told him—her voice low, deliberate, each word designed to push him back into lust and away from dangerous thoughts.

    "I’m guessing you want something in exchange for keeping Harriet alive!" she told him, aware of the price she would have to pay and satisfied by it.

    Anything more made her ufortable in a way that scared her, and their little talk also made her realize that she had to work faster to leave—scared that if she didn’t she would never be able to.

    "I want something too!" she told him, not once thinking that Zyren would refuse the offer of her body which she presented.