Hours later we got to Emmet's house and then the mountain power razed in my body. I stood still as I watched Emmet stiffen and he turned to me in shock. The desire to touch him, to get touched by him, rose with every second. I closed the distance and then stood there looking up at him and said, " Feed me."
" With pleasure," Emmet drawled.
I bit my lower lip as I reached out for him, paused, hesitation running rampant in his eyes, but Emmet nodded, never sure that this was what he wanted from me. I smirked at him, took his hand, pulled him deeper into the house, and pushed him onto the couch, his weight sinking into the cushions as I settled myself on his lap, my knees on either side of his hips.
