Not a him (Editing)

chapter 30

"Do I really have to go to school mom. What if I shift in the middle of class and start attacking everyone," I whined.

Lately I've been shifting uncontrollably and I just started attacking things that I don't recognize. Like a lamp, or a stop sign, or the human hobo down the street, that kind of stuff. But I come back to my senses when Nash is around. And I found another form of shifting. I am now able to shift into a house cat.

Yes a house cat. A white with black stripes, house cat. That's what happens when Nash calms me down. But I kind of like it. I like cuddling without crushing him while he's in human form.

"Yes you and Nash haven't been to school in a year and a half. If the government had found out we would have been in a lot more trouble then you being kidnapped and him almost dying," she explained while cutting chicken that smelled so delicious.

She notice my stare and gave me a crazy look.

"Are you seriously fantasizing about eating this chicken? It's raw!"

I shamefully looked away from the meat while whipping away the drool.

She let out a sigh then throw a cut piece of chicken in the air. I happily caught the chicken with my mom and mumbled a thanks as I left the room.

When I reached my room, Nash jumped up from the bed and asked me questions at an impossible speed.

"What did she say? Can we skip? Do whe have to go to school?"

"Yes we have to go to school," I grumbled, throwing myself on the bed.

"But I don't want to."

"I know. I guess, we have make the best of it, right," I smirked. I was straddling Nash the second I finished my words.

A smirk came over him, as he looked at me with lust.

God how I want to rip ever piece of cloth off his body. Its been to long since I had him.

He suggested that we wait until I was settled in, but I'm starting to think he is slowly regretting sayinv anything of that area.

"I agree completely," he said reading my thoughts I had of him.

"Get out of my head," said before smashing my lips to his.

I felt sparks instantly, making me want him more then ever. His arms wrapped around my waist invading my body with his warmth.

He pulled away and gave me strange look.

"Why do you taste like raw chicken?"

"Don't worry bout it," I said simply.

"Why would you even eat raw chicken?"

"Don't worry bout it," I repeated.

He let out a sigh and a little chuckle that made my heart skip a beat.

"You are one of a kind," he said before pressing his soft lips mine.

His word filled me with butterfly's. I just wanted him even more.

His hands found their way up my loss shirt. I got the message and quickly toke off my shirt, leaving me in short spandex and a sports bra.

His lips traveled down my my jaw, to my neck, then stopped at his mark he made not even a day ago. I felt his canines brush against my neck, making let out a soft moan. That's when I felt his teeth plunge into the same spot he marked me.

I let out a loud moan as my body exploded from pleasure from his simple action. My arms wrapped around his neck as he pulled his canines out of the crook of my neck.