Karena shivered at the elder vampires touch, her eyes fluttering closed. She had many lovers in the past and would have many more in the future. But nothing would ever compare to the man pressed against her. She understood perfectly what her Sire meant by having an anchor. He was just as much her anchor as she had been his. She had never seen him show this side to anyone else other than her, and she reveled in that fact.
She parted her lips eagerly as she returned the kiss, her hands slipping down to undo the tie on his robe. She had missed the feel of the mans body underneath her fingers as she slid the dressing gown off of his shoulders. Feather light touches mapped out across his skin, each scar from his mortal life committed to memory even after two centuries.
"I have missed you," She murmured into the kiss, nipping at his bottom lip teasingly.