The girl is clearly human, her stature betraying her. As she fell, a million things through my mind. What would happen if I just let her fall? She’d splat flat like a pancake. I can’t let that happen. I looked over at her pack thought they were frozen.
Morons…
Chase stares at me for another moment before leaving once more. I think the awkward air that was flooding the room was suffocating him. I know it was suffocating me. I groan, flopping down on the bed. This is all so stupid!
I’ve never – in my whole life – have gotten mood swings. I wasn’t that type of person if I’m going to be completely honest. I was the girl who hung out in the background and had verbal fist fights with the to-be-alpha. The last time I’ve cried was when I was thirteen and didn’t understand why everyone was turning except me. After that I didn’t cry again. Up till now with this whole kidnapping story. Which still makes no sense to me. I’m a level-headed basically-twenty-one year old girl and here I am, snotting up because my KIDNAPPER won’t pay any attention to me. Pretty disappointed with myself.
I move my lips lower, the girl underneath me lightly shaking with pleasure. She’s gorgeous, perfect. Dammit… I need her! I begin sucking and nipping her neck, feeling my whole body reacting to her. We both want this, we both need this…My hands are moving towards her back, she arching it to allow me access. I pull her up once again, my hands taking off the shirt. My lips leave h
I’m about halfway with my shift when I decide against it. What’s the actual point thought? And why did I let the girl go? Shaking my head, my feet lead me back to the boundary line. I should just check that they’ve actually gone, right?The place is deserted except for the girl. What flipping idiots? Like didn’t they even care about her? She had just been almost kidnapped by
All I can feel is fire coursing through my veins. A burning heat that makes my whole body sting. What is going on? I slowly open my eyes, the pain only increasing. I don’t like this – I honestly don’t like this feeling. I slowly sit up, my vision bleary. My head is slightly throbbing where Chase had pushed me against the bedpost- asshole – but it’s in no competition to the fire.
“Means you’re going to shift”I frown at Chase, expecting that he might just yell GOTCHA at any moment.
When I’ve finished, Chase takes it upon himself to check the back of my head even thought I had assured him that I was fine.“Lily listen – I flipping pushed you against the board so hard you passed out” he said, his teeth gritted.
In the end, I got tickled once again (‘accidently’ kicking him in the stomach) before getting out his favourite game once again and beating me about twice.