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THIS IS MY FAVE PART OF THE BOOK "THE WERELING: RESURECTION"
"Kate?”
Tom’s voice made her jump, although he’d spoken softly. “Yeah?” she responded. She started to turn, then froze as she heard him getting out of his bead and padding across the room toward her. “Tom?”
“Quite,” he whispered.
A wave of heat crashed through her whole body as she realized he was getting into her bed. “Tom, what are you---?” Her voice crack as one of Tom’s arms snaked under her neck while the other curled round her waist, pulling her close to him. She shivered as he pressed his lips against her throat.
“We shouldn’t…” she whispered. But her arms were already slipping around his smooth bare back, her fingernails grazing softly against his warm skin. She heard his breathing grow huskier. “We can’t…”
Suddenly Kate felt coarse hair bristling against her flesh. Claws raking against her skin. She opened her mouth to cry out, but Tom’s writhing body crushed the air from her chest, pinning her to the bed. She could feels her own latent ‘wolf spirit---the dark potential she’d sensed only in her worst nightmares---answering the call of his sweat, his saliva, his hands on her body. His claws pressed harder, puncturing her skin, and she laughed at the sweetness of it as the blood started to pour and pour…
 akuma kawaii · Thu Oct 11, 2007 @ 11:46pm · 1 Comments |
