Chapter 3: He loves me...

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P.O.V.: Melody

My heart ached.

I knew Raiden was crying because he just imagined his life with me dead. Truth has it, I lied. I did feel enough hurt to die. To kill myself.

But not enough to break Raiden's heart.

His hot breath brushed against my neck as he took deep breaths to calm himself. Softly, my hands ran through his thick, black hair. I shushed him and shifted closer to him.

He kissed the hollow of my neck softly; then looked up at me. "I love you, Melody,: he whispered, voice quivering. My heart stopped. He loves me... "I wish you were my blood, like Koto." ... like a sister. Oh.

I smiled anyways. "I love you too, Raiden," I murmured. So much. And you will never know. He smiled back at me softly and kissed the hollow of my neck again.

But instead of pulling away after the soft peck, he let his lips linger there. He breathed in deeply. His body quaked as he clutched me closer to his body.

Raiden kissed my neck harder. His hand stroked my sides sensually, down to my hips, which he gripped harshly. Slowly, he re-positioned my hips so they fit snugly against his. He breathed in my scent again, deeply, and, to my surprise, hardened agianst my thigh. He shifted my hips even closer and then sighed in ecstacy, a soft groan coming after it.

A shiver ran down my spine as his hands began to stroke my thighs, going down, then back up. His fingers massaged my inner thighs, slowly climbing up.

Suddenly, I realized his kiss to my neck had changed. His mouth had opened against my skin, his tongue danced across my flesh, tasting it.From his soft sighs, I would guess he liked it. Another shiver ran through me.

It felt so right.

Just as his finger pressed firmly against the place between my thighs, he bit my neck. "Oh, God," I moaned, "Raiden!" My back arched, rubbing my body against his.

Raiden stiffened, everywhere. A moan came in response of mine. He lifted his head and gaped at me. His brown eyes glistened with shock.

My cheeks flushed red and I climbed into the passenger's seat. We sat there in silence, shocked by what had just happened. So much for being his sister, I thought bitterly.

Raiden sighed; put the car into drive, pulling back onto the street. After a while, he sighed. "Mel, I'm sor-" he began.

"Can we go to your house?" I interrupted. I didn't want to hear him apologize. I didn't want him to be sorry. He glanced at me through the corner of his eye and gave a curt nod.

P.O.V.: Melody

My heart ached.

I knew Raiden was crying because he just imagined his life with me dead. Truth has it, I lied. I did feel enough hurt to die. To kill myself.

But not enough to break Raiden's heart.

His hot breath brushed against my neck as he took deep breaths to calm himself. Softly, my hands ran through his thick, black hair. I shushed him and shifted closer to him.

He kissed the hollow of my neck softly; then looked up at me. "I love you, Melody,: he whispered, voice quivering. My heart stopped. He loves me... "I wish you were my blood, like Koto." ... like a sister. Oh.

I smiled anyways. "I love you too, Raiden," I murmured. So much. And you will never know. He smiled back at me softly and kissed the hollow of my neck again.

But instead of pulling away after the soft peck, he let his lips linger there. He breathed in deeply. His body quaked as he clutched me closer to his body.

Raiden kissed my neck harder. His hand stroked my sides sensually, down to my hips, which he gripped harshly. Slowly, he re-positioned my hips so they fit snugly against his. He breathed in my scent again, deeply, and, to my surprise, hardened agianst my thigh. He shifted my hips even closer and then sighed in ecstacy, a soft groan coming after it.

A shiver ran down my spine as his hands began to stroke my thighs, going down, then back up. His fingers massaged my inner thighs, slowly climbing up.

Suddenly, I realized his kiss to my neck had changed. His mouth had opened against my skin, his tongue danced across my flesh, tasting it.From his soft sighs, I would guess he liked it. Another shiver ran through me.

It felt so right.

Just as his finger pressed firmly against the place between my thighs, he bit my neck. "Oh, God," I moaned, "Raiden!" My back arched, rubbing my body against his.

Raiden stiffened, everywhere. A moan came in response of mine. He lifted his head and gaped at me. His brown eyes glistened with shock.

My cheeks flushed red and I climbed into the passenger's seat. We sat there in silence, shocked by what had just happened. So much for being his sister, I thought bitterly.

Raiden sighed; put the car into drive, pulling back onto the street. After a while, he sighed. "Mel, I'm sor-" he began.

"Can we go to your house?" I interrupted. I didn't want to hear him apologize. I didn't want him to be sorry. He glanced at me through the corner of his eye and gave a curt nod.

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