Crimson Winter

Red

"Bite me."

I definitely did not have to tell him twice.
As soon as the words escaped my lips, I was lifted into the air by two strong arms. Immediately my legs locked around his hips, and I flung my arms around his neck. He nuzzled his nose into the crook of my neck and I felt desire hit me below my hips. I had never felt something like that before. My back was pinned against the wall in no more than two seconds, one of Leo's hands blocking my head from smacking it. His lips lazily, and hungrily (literally), kissed my collarbones and my neck. I could tell he was trying to make this enjoyable for me and allow me time to relax, and I tried to fall into it. I didn't want this to be traumatizing and neither did he.

He moved away from the wall, quicker than I could comprehend. Within the same second my knees came in contact with cushion and I sunk down, sitting on Leo's lap. He had moved us from the wall to a chair in less than a second. Talk about a world record. Oh yeah, because he's a va-

"Shh, you're too frantic, love," Leo's words fanned across my skin, erasing any thought that was crossing my mind. I could feel every letter sink into me, my body absorbing the syllables and sound. His forehead rested against my right collarbone and I heard him chuckle.
"You react so well to my touch," his left hand stroked my arm, leaving goosebumps in its trail. "I've been waiting for you for so long." He shook his head and kissed my chest, right over my heart.

When his lips came in contact with that part of my skin, I gasped at what came over me. My chest filled with warmth and my heart thumped steadily to an unknown beat. I felt walls crumple inside of me as his lips lingered. Allowing my head to fall back and my eyes to shut, Leo held the back of my neck to keep me from falling. Little did he know, though, that's exactly what was happening. I was falling. His touch burned my skin in a pleasant way, his lips left marks that only he and I could feel. Not once in my entire life had I felt as I did in this moment. I closed my eyes as another wave fell over me, leaving me completely breathless. I felt that I belonged here. In Leon Govett's arms, I belonged. Stress lifted from my body, all traces of weakness seemingly gone. I felt Leo, and his desire for me. How much he wanted to protect me, to keep me, to love me. His emotions were like a whirlwind around my mind, my heart, and my soul. I kept falling, no sign of hitting the ground anytime soon. I realized that Leo was mine. He was mine, and I was his and he was right all along. There was no use in fighting my emotions. Especially not now. I couldn't. I wanted him. I want him. And I will never stop wanting him.

The sound of snapping skin brought me some sort of reality and I felt a rush of pain in my neck that made me want to cry out. My face contorted into a pained scowl and I hissed through my teeth but before I could actually make a noise, a numbing sweetness coursed through me. I felt it at first in my neck, slow and moving, then all at once it shot through me. My eyes snapped open and rolled back shut as I felt the orgasmic pleasure reach all the way to the tips of my toes and back to each and every one of my hair follicles. I felt my jaw drop open as I shuddered. I couldn't even describe what I was feeling. It was as if an addict got his fix after so, so long. Or winning the lottery. I felt on top of the clouds, way over cloud nine and I was soaring and there was no way I was coming down. The desire spiked on and off, mixing itself with the pain of Leo's bite. It felt extraordinary. I felt Leo extract his teeth, and a cool sensation take place of the warmth. He kissed where me where his bite was at. I felt light headed.

As my personal hurricane subsided, I lifted my weight off of Leo's arm and sat up. I felt my chest heave, trying to get air back into my system. As I pried my eyes open, I came eye-to-eye with Leo's bright, glowing hazel orbs. I wasn't afraid like before. I took this as my chance to look into them.

Mostly a yellow-hazel color, specks of green dotted around his pupil. He had a ring of brown that ran around his pupil that melded into the green. The contrast was striking. He could probably kill a man by looking at him with this color. I felt my hand raise and run across his outer eye. A lazy smile played on my lips and I was sure he could see it. I couldn't feel the smoothness of his bags anymore which indicated to me that they were relieved. I took a long blink to get myself back in check while running my thumbs across his cheeks.