such a wounded look on her face, he groaned and in three long strides he was before her.
He brought his hands up to cup her cheeks, feeling the dampness of her tears beneath his palms and as he stared into her pain filled eyes, he felt a stab of some emotion that made his stomach clench. It was an emotion he was familiar with, guilt. “Goddammit I’m sorry Faith ok? I just…you just…fuck you drive me crazy.” He snapped and watched as a fresh wave of tears trickled from her eyes and over his fingers. “Damn you to hell.” He said softly as he bent his head and his lips closed over hers, the taste of her tears against his tongue.
Faith
First my heart felt like it was being torn in two with Adrian’s cruel words. All he seemed to do was go out of his way to be hurtful to me and I couldn’t protect myself from the pain any longer. The tears had started despite my valiant attempts to stop them, and I could do nothing more than stare into the face of this vampire who I knew was my destiny, if he didn’t crush my heart to nothing first.
What I hadn’t counted on was his rapid turnaround, his gentleness and certainly never in a million years would I have thought he’d kiss me. At that first soft touch of his lips against mine, I gasped. How could they be so soft on a man?
As soon as my lips parted, his tongue pushed its way into my mouth. He licked over mine, caressing me, exploring my mouth and I was frozen for a moment, my senses overloaded with his scent, his touch and the taste of him as he kissed me.
Tentatively I touched my tongue to his, mimicking the way he’d caressed mine and I heard him groan, a deep groan that I felt rumble through his chest which was pressed to mine before vibrating against my lips. His hands left my face and moved down my neck, my shoulders until I felt his cool palms against my bare back. His grip tightened and I was yanked against him as one hand continued on down my back until he reached the swell of my buttocks.
I gasped again when he pulled me even harder against him and I felt my heart begin to drum out an erratic beat at the feel of his erection pressing into my stomach. He did want me. He could deny it all he wanted but he really did want me, no matter how hard he fought it.
As he continued to kiss me, overwhelm me and ignite an answering desire within me, I raised my hands and finally got to touch him as I’d longed to do. I could feel his muscles shifting as I slid my palms up his chest to his shoulders and finally into his hair. The strands were so soft and silky as I raked my fingers through them and I tugged gently on them, hearing him groan again. “Fuck, Faith. You smell so good and you taste so good, fuck.” He moaned against my lips and I felt a shiver of excitement course through me at his words.
“Adrian, Adrian.” I whispered his name against his lips before pulling his head closer and pressing his lips firmly to mine again. It was like something snapped, like the gun at the start of a race had been fired but in actual fact it was simply that his control appeared to snap. He backed me up until I hit the brick wall of the club. One hand slid down to grab a leg and he pulled it up against his thigh as he tilted his hips, bringing our bodies more into alignment. At this angle I could feel him, feel how hard he was, and it excited me and frightened me too. I wanted this, I wanted him but I was scared, scared that it would hurt, scared that I would disappoint him.
He began to thrust against me, his movements restless as if his control was just hanging on by a thread. His hands caressed me, cupping my breasts, before one moved down and pushed the short skirt of my dress higher. I felt his fingers slip under my panties and suddenly two were inside me. “Jesus Faith. You’re so wet, so beautiful.” I felt his lips against my neck and I tensed slightly when I felt the sharp edge of his fangs on my sensitive skin. “I just want to have a taste, just a
He brought his hands up to cup her cheeks, feeling the dampness of her tears beneath his palms and as he stared into her pain filled eyes, he felt a stab of some emotion that made his stomach clench. It was an emotion he was familiar with, guilt. “Goddammit I’m sorry Faith ok? I just…you just…fuck you drive me crazy.” He snapped and watched as a fresh wave of tears trickled from her eyes and over his fingers. “Damn you to hell.” He said softly as he bent his head and his lips closed over hers, the taste of her tears against his tongue.
Faith
First my heart felt like it was being torn in two with Adrian’s cruel words. All he seemed to do was go out of his way to be hurtful to me and I couldn’t protect myself from the pain any longer. The tears had started despite my valiant attempts to stop them, and I could do nothing more than stare into the face of this vampire who I knew was my destiny, if he didn’t crush my heart to nothing first.
What I hadn’t counted on was his rapid turnaround, his gentleness and certainly never in a million years would I have thought he’d kiss me. At that first soft touch of his lips against mine, I gasped. How could they be so soft on a man?
As soon as my lips parted, his tongue pushed its way into my mouth. He licked over mine, caressing me, exploring my mouth and I was frozen for a moment, my senses overloaded with his scent, his touch and the taste of him as he kissed me.
Tentatively I touched my tongue to his, mimicking the way he’d caressed mine and I heard him groan, a deep groan that I felt rumble through his chest which was pressed to mine before vibrating against my lips. His hands left my face and moved down my neck, my shoulders until I felt his cool palms against my bare back. His grip tightened and I was yanked against him as one hand continued on down my back until he reached the swell of my buttocks.
I gasped again when he pulled me even harder against him and I felt my heart begin to drum out an erratic beat at the feel of his erection pressing into my stomach. He did want me. He could deny it all he wanted but he really did want me, no matter how hard he fought it.
As he continued to kiss me, overwhelm me and ignite an answering desire within me, I raised my hands and finally got to touch him as I’d longed to do. I could feel his muscles shifting as I slid my palms up his chest to his shoulders and finally into his hair. The strands were so soft and silky as I raked my fingers through them and I tugged gently on them, hearing him groan again. “Fuck, Faith. You smell so good and you taste so good, fuck.” He moaned against my lips and I felt a shiver of excitement course through me at his words.
“Adrian, Adrian.” I whispered his name against his lips before pulling his head closer and pressing his lips firmly to mine again. It was like something snapped, like the gun at the start of a race had been fired but in actual fact it was simply that his control appeared to snap. He backed me up until I hit the brick wall of the club. One hand slid down to grab a leg and he pulled it up against his thigh as he tilted his hips, bringing our bodies more into alignment. At this angle I could feel him, feel how hard he was, and it excited me and frightened me too. I wanted this, I wanted him but I was scared, scared that it would hurt, scared that I would disappoint him.
He began to thrust against me, his movements restless as if his control was just hanging on by a thread. His hands caressed me, cupping my breasts, before one moved down and pushed the short skirt of my dress higher. I felt his fingers slip under my panties and suddenly two were inside me. “Jesus Faith. You’re so wet, so beautiful.” I felt his lips against my neck and I tensed slightly when I felt the sharp edge of his fangs on my sensitive skin. “I just want to have a taste, just a
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