the kiss and his hands tighten on my waist. His lips hungrily explore my own, like he is trying to mark every part of my lips for no one else. And kissing me like this...he might just do that. When we hear a branch crack nearby, Henry pulls away and looks over my shoulder. I turn around to see what he is looking at, but no one is there.
“We should go inside,” Henry suggests, nodding at his house before meeting my eyes. “Only if you want to, that is.”
“I want to,” I whisper, meaning every word. Henry kisses me softly once more before taking my hand and leading me into his house. As usual, there’s a party going on, but nothing like the angel parties I was used to. This one is full of vampires, all teenagers and dancing to the heavy beat of the music, and most don’t even notice us as we pass them for the stairs. I try not to look at the angels in the room, some of them dancing and having fun, some of them being fed on or outright kissing the vampires. This is so messed up, kissing the vampire who has you on a chain. How can that work?
Pushing all of what’s happening downstairs to the back of mind, I follow Henry into his room, and he kisses me the second the door is closed, pressing me against the back of the door as I wrap my legs around his waist. Who needs a bed? Henry kisses me softer this time, like his kisses are trying to settle into my mind and heart forever. His tongue gently explores my own as he turns us around and carries me to the bed, laying me down. His eyes search mine as he leans over me, asking me what exactly I want.
Truthfully, I want to feel alive and connected to something, to someone. To Henry. I want to know if we are addicted to each other because we are mates.
Sleeping together will answer that question for us both...and more importantly...I want him.
“I haven’t before…” I tell him as I reach for the bottom of my top and slowly pull it over my head. His eyes widen as he stares down at me, and I unclip my bra at the front, letting it fall to the side. While Henry watches and I try not to be nervous, I push down my jeans and panties, kicking them off along with my shoes until I’m naked on Henry’s bed, his eyes burning with desire as he takes me in. “But I want you more than I want to breathe, Henry. I love you.”
“I’m in love with you too,” he whispers and smirks at me as he leans back. “Maybe we should be even?”
Henry slowly pulls his shirt over his head with one hand, his eyes never leaving me. After he undoes the buckle on his trousers, I watch as he pushes them down with his boxers, and I get to see his hard length for the first time. Hell, he is perfect. Meeting his gaze, I lean closer and run my hand down his shaft, making him groan and throw his head back. There is something so sexy about one simple touch sending your man crazy. I know I will never forget the throaty groan that escapes his lips. Henry looks back down at me and takes my hand as he leans over me and kisses me. His lips move down my body, spending time swirling around my nipples until I can hardly take it anymore. He drifts down my body, and his large hands hold my thighs, pushing them apart before he dives in and sucks on my clit. I swear I see stars as my back arches, and I moan loud enough for the world to hear me. Embarrassingly quick, I’m crashing into an orgasm, and I can’t help the noises that escape my lips as I come down from the haze, looking up at Henry.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmurs, and just like that, I want him inside me. I need to see what he looks like as he loses control.
“Protection?” I whisper, and he nods, leaning off me to open his side drawer and grabbing a small bottle of tablets. I frown in confusion as he takes one of them and offers me one.
“They are magically made protection. You will be protected for a month with one of these,” he softly