*Ella POV*
I kiss him to stop his words, I have to him I can't tell him and it isn't going to change.
"Kissing me every time you don't want to talk about something is only going to work for a short time"
"But it still works"
I kiss him again and he gives into my kiss carrying me to the bed. I remove his jacket and his shirt quickly. My hands roaming his body with desperate desire. I went from trying to not answer questions to wanting him immensely.
His kissing getting just as out of control as mine as we rip and tear at the remaining clothing in some sort of frenzied attack. I whimper as he kisses my neck sloppy with a lot of teeth tearing. My claws dig into his strong back, the smell of our blood mixes in the air. He throws me on the bed, landing heavily on top of me. I roll him over
