“Hale Banner, don’t you fucking do this to me. Please wake up. Please wake up,” I sob as I pour more blood into his mouth from mine.
Then I feel his heart moving on its own as it slowly picks up a steady rhythm. His arms curl around me as his hands scour my back, and I take a breath as my body shakes violently from the overwhelming relief flooding through me.
“Araya?” he murmurs through strain while coughing in air, and I choke on my own emotional waves as I cry harder just from hearing the sound of his voice.
“Yes. It’s me. It’s me,” I whimper as my lips close over his.
I feel his wounds starting to close up as I pour more blood into his mouth, and the next mouthful is all he’ll take without pulling me in for a deeper kiss. His eyes stay closed as his hands search my body.
“I know it’s you, baby. I’m just curious about what the hell you’re wearing,” he murmurs jokingly as he coughs again, and I laugh while crying and kissing him at the same time.
He grips me tighter as his lips devour mine, and he sits up as the erotic bombs burst inside us both. His lips press against my neck as he slithers down to his favorite spot, and I gasp as he breaks the skin between my shoulder and collarbone.
My blood flows into his mouth, and his wounds continue to close up as the venom surges through me with merciless ambition.
“I love you,” I exhale as the passion continues to ignite, and he rips my small, brazier-like top from my body.
“Do you?” he playfully retorts while flipping me to be beneath him as he peels off the tight leather pants.
“I do,” I murmur softly as his lips reclaim mine.
I smile behind the kiss for he has no idea how serious I am right now. The tattered shirt falls to the floor to reveal his immaculate body, and then I hear his pants quickly following as his bare body rubs against mine.
“Say it,” I demand softly, and he pulls back to look me in the eyes.
“I always love you, baby. Sober, savage, or blood fuck drunk - I always love you.”
My lips ravage his, and he pulls me tighter as he surges in to send me into a gasping fold. He tugs at my hair to bring my face to his chest, and I know what he’s asking me to do. I unsheathe my blood bringers, and I press into his skin to draw out the freshly rejuvenated blood. I feel his pulse pounding fiercely through the strands of blood flowing into my mouth, and the taste of erotica continues to burn through me as he thrusts in deeper.
“I’m yours, Hale,” I murmur through my raspy breaths as he continues to pound into me with merciless intent.
His lips feverishly attack mine, but I taste a twinge of pain as if he’s hurting. I pull back to look at the face hiding such pain, and he refuses to look me in the eyes now. He doesn’t stop, and my head tilts back when he forces me to give him access to my chest.
“Fuck,” he murmurs angrily as he explodes into me, and I accidentally let out a laugh at his early release.
He grumbles as he drops beside me, and I lean over on him to wait for round two as he covers his face. I continue to snicker, but he doesn’t look as amused as I do.
“Hey, it’s no big deal. It’s not like it’s the first time that’s ever happened. You can make it up to me very, very soon - like in a couple of minutes,” I tease as my lips trail down his chest.
His hands grip me as he pulls me back from his body, and he forces me to look at him as the pain in his face becomes more pronounced.
“What’s wrong? Did you not heal all the way?” I ask while quickly starting to inspect him.
“It’s not that, Araya. You know how madly in love with you I am. You know how far I’d go to get you, so please don’t play with me like that. I know you’re strong enough to refrain from the emotions which come with such an intimate connection, so please don’t do that. I know I talk a big game, but you’re all there is for me, baby. When you sober up and don’t want me anymore, it kills me - every time. Don’t say it until you mean it.”
I’m such a major bitch.
I sigh as my lips move back down to his chest, and his hand strokes my back as he catches his breath.
“I love you. I’m yours, Hale,” I say without any warning.
He looks down at me a little dumbfounded, and my lips move up to his as I slide back down over his freshly awakened erection. His eyes roll back in his head momentarily as he feels himself slowly filling me up from the inside, and my teeth graze the surface of his chest.
“I love you. I’m yours,” I murmur again, and he jerks my head back so he can see my pupils.
I grab his hands as my body starts moving up and down, and I pull them to be around my neck as the steady motion begins to feel so incredible inside me.
“I love you. I’m yours,” I say as my mantra continues.
