AN: Thanks to DreamOfTheEndless and SweetLovinCullen for pre-reading. Thanks to babylopez2008 for beta-ing.
I lean forward slowly.
I need to savour this. This is my last chance to taste it; to taste her.
I breathe her in, starting at her wrist and trailing my nose along the inside skin of her arm. When I reach her sleeve lying against her bicep, I have to stop myself from ripping it off her body.
The blood is in my sight. I inch towards it. It's dry now, but I bet it still tastes good. I lick my lips in anticipation.
It's mine.
A growl erupts from my chest. I'm not sure why. There's no threat here.
I reach the smear just below my bite mark and lick.
So good.
I can taste her delicious scent, but it's marred by the morphine.
Shit! The morphine!
How could I be so stupid?