[Warning: The chapter contains mature content. Proceed with caution.]
Once again, I felt his warmth enveloping my lips, shooting through my heart. Leaving negativity behind; racial difference, fears of the unknown, and broke everything that built the border between us.
Without thinking, I hooked my arms over his shoulders. Standing on the tip of my toes to feel more of him.
A repressed groan left his lips as he pulled me up closer. Our lips moved in sync movements, tongues dancing in the rhythm of my heart.
I could feel his fangs growing again. Each time it grazed my lips, I felt his sudden urge to ease. And my lips slowed down each time.
"Oh, Sam…" In between our breaks to breathe, I whispered in his mouth.
He replied with a low groan, his grip on my waist tightening. I'm losing my mind and I'm… loving it.
