She followed. Stepping through the open window, careful as to not let her barefeet actually touch the material. She'd moved this whole time, slightly, gracefully, levitating a few centimeters off of the ground. Only to find his hands at her hips as he picked her up and moved her. Positioning her upon the bed and as he prowled up ontop of her, she laid her back against the lush, luxorious sheets. Her gaze upon him was dreamy, invitingly so, as he coaxed him up even further.<br/><br/>The feel of his tongue against her neck sent chills down her spine, if it were even possible. His every touch searing through her like liquid heat. She rolled her hands up along his sides, unclasping his cape and letting it fall to the floor, her lips moving sweetly to meet his own. Locking with those tiers in a deep felt kiss. Her body on fire from his touches. She purred delightfully. Her hands then moving to his open vest, to push the material down his arms.<br/><br/>She was going to show this vampire the night of his life. Determined, that in all his centuries of living, he would have never met a girl like her. Iayda was a one shot deal. A rare and precious jewel, and she knew it.