"Nick!"
Claudia's gasp was quiet and breathy, hardly more than a whisper in the darkness.
Her hands clutched tightly at his back, one of his knees pressed between her thighs.
His arms were around her, one hand splayed across her back, the other buried in her hair.
The rain felt cool and soft on her skin, like faint kisses in the darkness.
He pulled his mouth from her throat, breath shuddering.
Red oozed down her skin, the same red on his lips.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
He repeated it over and over.
"I was just...so...hungry."