I could feel Emmett taking deep pulls of my blood into his mouth.
I wanted to weep.
How could this be happening?
I have only truly known Edward for a few hours and yet…
This attraction is so very real.
The blood in my veins is his blood to take.
The heart in my chest beats for him.
My soul is his.
My body is his.
And Emmett is sucking at my neck like a slob.
Finally…
Finally he finished and with a languid lick up my throat he pushed me off his lap.
Edward was there to catch me.
He would always be there to catch me…
Even if it was his fault I was falling.