A/N: I am going to spare you all the details of this part...got it?
"Absolutely NO interuptions..." Rayne whispers in my ear, sending chills up my spine.
Chapter 14
Rayne's POV
I run my fingers across Harver's abs. I draw shapes and I turn my head up to kiss him. He starts kissing my shoulder, then reaches my neck. Then out of no where, I feel Harver's fangs on my skin.
I let out a yelp of pain. He stops.
"I'm sorry..I got too carried away." He says in a husky voice.
"It's okay.." I say. He makes up for it by continuing to kiss me. The kisses are filled with passion like no other. I smile to myself as he kisses my neck again. I watch him out of the corner of my eye, to make sure he doesn't try to bite me again.
But he doesn't try to bite me. He's being extremely gentle...
Harver's POV
I wish I hadn't of bit her. I didn't mean to...it just happened. Now I have to try very hard. I can't get much carried away. I don't want to hurt her again. But..her blood tastes different..Bittersweet...It makes me want to crave it. I've never tasted any other blood like it.
I keep kissing Rayne, happy no one's here to interupt. Good thing no one's here...especially Prelude.
(A/N: I'm going to spare you the details of this next part..so be happy! Unless you wanted it..Sorry.)
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Rayne's POV
I wake up the next day in Harver's arms. I look up at his closed eyes.
"Are you awake?" I whisper. He doesn't respond. I start to trace the lines on his abs. His hand is behind is head, the other on my bare back. Harver's leaving today. How am I going to be away from him while the war is going on? I pull the blanket over my skin more. For some reason, this room is very cold. I guess vampires don't really have a problem with climates of any kind. There's a problem though..I DO.
I carefully get out of the bed, avoiding waking up Harver. I try to change the temperture, but the thing that changes it is broken. I quickly grab a long sleeve shirt and some jeans out of the closet and step into the bathroom. I turn on the hot water in the shower and step in.
It feels so welcoming, unlike the cold room. I put some strawberry smelling shampoo in my hair, then wash it out. Then, I slip on something. I don't know what. My legs go out from under me and my head hits the hard wall as I fall unconcious.
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