The Garden 3 - Intensity

Adonis knew Diviya was new to this 'his world' and not use to how mates work and he also have a lot to fill her in on first. He really needed to take baby steps with her.

He releases her chin, and watches her.

She is so intoxicating and she smells so delicious. His fangs itching to come out just for a taste.

But he would never, not without her consent. As a matter of fact he would not even be asking.

Though it was normal for vampire mates to feed off of each other. It gives them immense pleasure and strength.

Plus if they aren't fully mated yet, they're able to sense their mates emotions. They can even tell if said mate is in danger at any given time. As long as their blood is their system.

The vampire in him would never cross that line without her say so.

Diviya was lost in his touch, the exotic feelings that flows through her at his touch. It soothes her soul, filling her, where was once empty now feels full.

It was like a fire ignited in her and her stomach turns, but in pleasurable knots that led straight to her core.

She rapidly blinks, snapping out of it and says, "the pleasure is all mine, Diviya Mason but I am pretty sure, THAT, you already knew."

Adonis smiles down at her, she was right, of course he knew her name.

"You are outside late and all by yourself." Adonis says almost hoarsely.

"I am sorry, I know it can be dangerous, but after speaking to my parents"...she trails off.

"I just really couldn't find it in me to move from the spot." Diviya eventually says as she points to the spot then looks up at him.

She rushed on "but eventually I finally shook out of it and got up, that's when I saw you."

Adonis nods and says, "Hey I get it, I completely understand, just please don't make it a habit ok. I really need to know that you are safe especially when I am away from the castle."

One thing will always be foremost is Diviya's safety and her being outside in the garden like this by herself is too dangerous.

Too many unknowns at this point, where magical creatures reaction towards her was concern.

Diviya looks up at him and into his eyes and all she saw was sincerity and something else.

It made her knees weak.

However she also saw fear in its intensity.

"Of course I do understand that, it won't be a habit ok." She wanted to ease his worry.

"Come on lets get you inside." Adonis says still looking into her eyes.

Then his hand automatically moves and smoothly grasp and locks fingers with hers as they made their way into the castle.

Diviya embraced his actions. She didn't pull away. It was not even a thought to do so. As a warm fuzzy feeling crept up her arms as soon as he took her hand in his.

It was a warm, fuzzy, tingly feeling truly hard for her to put into words. It was exciting, it just did too many things to her body.

They walked a few paces when Adonis spoke up. "How are you by the way? How are you…. Coping?"

Of course this was not one of the first things he wanted to bring up to drag her mood down but she had brought them up, plus he really wanted to know how SHE was really doing.

He needed to know if there was anything he can do to help her or to ease her pain. That need to protect her from all was all consuming.

He would have saved her from this lost if only he could.

Diviya sucks in a deep breath then lets it out. She glances at Adonis. "Better now actually…..today I got a lot off my chest and it felt good…. I will miss them terribly…. I have moments when it makes me really sad at the recollection that they are no longer with me."

"You know? So it has its ups and downs. But today was definitely a good day since…..." Diviya admits.

"You sure?" Adonis wanted to be sure she was doing ok, healing so to speak.

"Yes I am sure." Diviya answers.

Diviya hadn't really had a moment to really mourn the lost of her parents, with all the activities these last two days.

But last night and of course earlier in the garden she had sort through somethings.

Now Adonis wanted to probe while the topic was still hot.

"So any news on who committed this terrible crime, would you need me to step in, in anyway?"

Adonis never once investigated for a witness, all he does was provide a safe haven for them ensuring their safety and that they are taken care of.

However Diviya is different and so it was Adonis' intentions to do just that, step in whether she asks for his help or not but a part of him wanted her to want him to step in.

Diviya could not believe her ears, she stops walking and because they were holding hands Adonis came to a stop as well.

Adonis looks down at her with concern.

An expression of curiosity, disbelief and hope was clear on her face.

Diviya looks into his eyes quickly searching if he really wanted to know or if he was just making conversation.

She found the same intensity and she decided to just trust her gut.

In the end she looks away from the intensity of his eyes, picking up her step, they continue to walk side by side as she began.

Diviya told him all she knew which is what happened from the moment she got out of that taxi cab and meeting agent Ward.

Then to being here.

One thing Adonis had realized is that he love hearing her talk, he loves her voice as well as watching her express herself. Sometimes she does hand gestures taking his hand with hers. He can listen to her and watch her antics all day every day for the rest of his life.

Throughout their peaceful stroll Adonis stole glances down at Diviya ever so often and she glancing up at him the same as they walk and chat.

He had some questions of his own and he ask her for Agent Wards contact information. Adonis knew he could have gotten that from Carlton but hey, he preferred to get it from HER.

At this time they had entered the castle, was interrupted by a few staff members, one or the other wanting Adonis' time for Castle business.

Diviya did notice how differently they observe and acknowledged her in HIS presence.

Adonis and Diviya had made their way to and up the elevator then down some corridors making some turns to Adonis' wing. The last time she came up from the maid's quarters. Now she believe she can find it from the main entrance.

After Diviya had spilt on everything, Adonis promised he would get to the bottom of this. They would find out who did this and why and she will get her retribution.

Diviya was elated at this development, she really wanted answers and for some reason she believed that he would do as he promised.

Reaching her door she opens it and says "come in let me go get the info, Agent Ward gave me his call card."

Adonis stood by the threshold contemplating if he was THAT strong.

Meanwhile Diviya saunters across the room, her hips swaying as she made her way to her bedside where she rummaged through her bag.

Adonis just stares longingly. "Our mate is sooooo sexy" his Vampire commented.

They all agreed as they drink her in, the way she walks, how she leans forward looking so graceful and perfect in his eyes. Then they carried on a whole conversation of Diviya's assets and how much they cannot wait to get to know her better.

Adonis' eyes ran up her legs, then moved to her neck as she flicks her hair back. Then his gaze had fell on her sexy butt that his hands were itching to grab.

At this time Diviya found the card Agent Ward had given her and says "got it".

She spun around, card in hand and found him still at the door. She blinks then ask with a teasing smile on her face as she slowly stalks towards him, "are you afraid to come in? Wait are you afraid of me?"

Adonis started to laugh, a hearty laugh Goddess she was the cutest and so innocent. She has no idea of the danger lurking right in her doorway.

He took a tentative step in and an intense smoldering look in his eyes when he says honestly, "no, I am actually afraid of hurting you."

Then his gaze fell on the bed in her room.

And the look in his eyes gave Diviya goosebumps. She knew exactly what he meant. He wanted her, but she figures of course it's the mate bond she felt the same.

In that moment she was almost tempted to tempt him. As she herself was fighting an internal battle, a desperation to wrap herself in his arms. To feel his touch. To feel the way her body ignites at his touch, the way the warmth caresses her within and eases her inside out.

Almost.

But she was not about to play with fire. She would fight it. She have to, at least for now.

Instead she met him where he was and gave him the card, their fingers touches and Adonis held on to hers a bit longer.