Michael

Michael smiled against Samara's lips, feeling the power of her words wash over him like a tidal wave. She was truly his now - not just in body but in spirit too. And there was nothing more exhilarating than knowing that she belonged to him completely. With one last deep kiss, he slowly withdrew from her, keeping his gaze locked with hers even as he left her body behind. He knew she was still trembling from their passion, but there was no mercy to be found in his eyes - only hunger and desire. "We have much to discuss," he said softly, reaching down to help her stand. "And I believe it's time you met my family."