I moan as he drinks from me. His grip tightens and I feel him harden. I grind myself against him causing a groan to erupt from his throat as his head falls back. Normally this is where I should be grossed out and run or at least phase but no, not me. Notice I said normal, but I am the lone female shape shifter who got played by her fiancé and cousin so I am not even close to being normal. So imagine my utter shock and surprise when the sight of my blood dripping down his fangs makes me want him to drink again. Preferably naked while thrusting into me as I claw at his back.
His eyes are closed as I continue my gyrations atop his body. God, he is huge everywhere. I am so shocked stupid by my body's reaction to his. I haven't been with a man since Sam. I tried. God, did I try but I could never get aroused. Right now? Right I'm gushing like a freaking geyser. His eyes snap open and I freeze when I see they are blood red. Then they quickly fade to his usual eye color. It's as if I imagined the red a split second ago.
His voice is gruff, "Why are you stopping? God, why don't I want you to stop?" I open my mouth to answer but he holds a finger to my lips. "I don't really want an answer Leah. I just want you to keep moving like you were. I want to drink from you again."
I shake my head as I rise from his lap. His grip tightens momentarily before letting go. His eyes fill with such sadness again that I almost kick myself. I speak quickly, "No, I didn't mean it like that Emmett. I…I want to give you what you need but…" My voice trails off. What could I possibly say so I didn't sound like a total moron? I just want you naked drilling me with your giant tool because you're the first guy that I've actually gotten wet for? Oh, but wait, you're not actually a guy but my mortal enemy. His gaze heats my body making me want to curl against him and purr. I shake my head hoping to sound sane when I speak. "I want to give you more but not here. Not here where anyone from your family or my pack can see us because as much as I want you to drink from me again, I want you feeding from me naked and hard inside me more."
My eyes are looking at the ground as I speak. I finish and wait for him to say something. Anything. To tell me to fuck off because his mate just died. Died saving Seth. Oh God, can I get a do over? I'm such a goddamn idiot. How could he want me? I'm broken and a mess. I cringe as his fingers intertwine with mine. I swallow, not sure as to what to do now. I squeak when his considerable arms wrap around my not so petite body. I nearly break down into tears when he presses his lips gently to the top of my head. "Okay." It was said so softly at first I thought I must be imagining it but when I look back to see his face, the desire on his face has my toes curling.
"Okay?" I can't help but ask. His lips press together in amusement. I nod and take his hand. He pauses and grabs my discarded shirt which makes me realize I'm just in my bra and shorts. I shake my head and he notices that his blood tears have stained my shirt. He sighs and lets go of my hand to take off his t-shirt. He offers it to me and I eagerly slip it on. It swims on me making me feel the size of Jacob's Bella. It's cold and soothes some of my nerves. Then my eyes fall upon his perfect, yet a bit skinny, specimen of a body and I nearly forget what I had just said. Him and me naked right on that boulder sounds awesome. Since when am I shy?
"I can't go to your house Leah." I hear the hurt in his voice. Of course not my house. My house is where Seth is recuperating. His arm healed fine but his heart hasn't. The guilt he feels for Rosalie's death haunts him. He wouldn't want to see or be near my little brother right now and Seth can't be around him either. I just look at him. I didn't want to go to his house because that's where he lived with Rosalie. I bite my lip when he asks, "Do you…?"
I shake my head quickly, "No. That's your place with her. I wouldn't dare intrude there. I'm not that big of a monster regardless of what you and your family thinks. Or my fucking pack for that matter." I take steps away from him wishing I could crawl inside myself. Why did I think he would be any different? Why did I think he could see past what I showed to the world as safeguard from anyone seeing the real me? "This was a bad idea. You should…you should go and hunt Emmett. I'll catch you later." I strip off his shirt, my body crying to put it back on. I start to run into the trees, shucking off my bra and shoving it in one of my pockets. I collide into something that grabs my arm to steady me. I whip my hair out of my face and meet Emmett's angry stare. "What?"
"I don't think you're a monster or half the bitch you try to make yourself be Leah. I think you've just had a shitload of crap happen to you and it's all a defense mechanism. Make them think you're too hard to care but what just happened up on those cliffs? That just proves you still have a heart. And I for one am grateful." His eyes never leave mine as he stuns me with his admission.
"I…I don't know what to say." I blink away the tears that have sprung to my eyes. His hand gently swipes one away. "I'm sorry."
He takes my face in his and presses a soft kiss to my forehead, pressing our bodies together. He takes a step back and grins appreciatively at my naked torso. I can't help but laugh. Then he tells me to lift my arms and helps me back into his shirt. "You look better in it than I do."
I feel a blush on my cheeks. We link fingers again and walk further into the woods. We stop by a stream and he quickly washes his face so his blood tears no longer stain it. He pulls a cell phone out of his pocket and as he does whatever it is he is doing, I sit on the soft grass and watch the water. He calls my name softly and I glance at him.
"I made us reservations at the Hyatt Regency in Port Angeles. Wanna race me there?" His goofy smile warms my soul and I nod. I rise and take off his shirt, reveling in the hungry growl that comes from him. I shimmy out of my shorts and panties. I hear his sharp intake of breath and wish to all the animal spirits of our tribe, he will always look at me like that. That he will want me for more than just this one night. I, of course, know better. He is a vampire and I am a defender of humanity and his mortal enemy. This is about him seeking comfort. I will make sure his ass can't move when I am done comforting him.