Seeing her so broken, her wolf was defeated. Made something inside of me ache, and I no longer felt the need to taunt her and tease her. Not at that moment anyway. Fighting with her wolf, I have to admit, had been child's play for me. Which made me question whether, even with who I am, she should have been more equipped to fight. Why wasn't she ?
Her bare body laid before me had me wanting to think f*ck it all and slam her against the floor and sink into her. But I knew I couldn't , we had been walking the line of risk as it was. I had to be more controlled around her, but she drove me crazy. I also craved another taste of her and at the moment thirst was winning out. I know I shouldn't, I know what if done right a vampire feeding could do to another. But I found no part of me wanted to
