Bitten love- book two -Desire of the moon

Chapter four - Love again??

Ana's POV.

He's rubbing my head comfortingly, I let my arms fall. It feels so good to be comforted by him again. Looking up at his sad puppy eyes, he rubs the tears away from my cheeks.

"I'm going to guess you want to live with me." He smiles and I nod not being able to form words, scared I'll start blubbering like a baby.

He tilts his head and the look makes my knees want to buckle. Wanting so much to go to sleep -  oi odio il jet lag. I hate it so much, rubbing my eyes sleepily. Smirking at me before he sweeps me up so I'm being carried bridal style.

"You look so tired baby." He cocks his head as he carries me to his bed.

Closing my eyes as I my head hits the bed, fluttering them back open. He passes me a shirt and turns his back while I pull it on. Pulling him to the bed, whispering,"Please join me I don't want to be alone." I almost beg.

He smiles happily as he strips down to his boxers he gets in beside me, wow he still looks hot. My handsome prince. Realising I'm staring at him shaking my head turning my gaze to anywhere but him. However, I can't keep my gaze from falling back to him.

He pins me down to the bed so I'm under him. I wiggle about a bit, he then leans down and my wolf jumps up giddily likes she's been drinking too much caffeine.

"Don't you dare leave me." He says his eyes are black.

"Never." I manage to free one of my hands and push him down so his lips touch mine.

Kissing him needing him so desperately. He groans and I let go allowing myself to be lost in this kiss. His tongue invades my mouth and they move together like a dance. His hands move down my body then he squeezes my boobs.

"Baby I've missed you so much." His hand cups my cheek,"Sleep baby." He tells me.

He doesn't need to tell me twice. Falling so deeply into a deep sleep something I haven't had for a while. Feeling his arms around me as I'm pulled to his chest, while I'm sleeping.

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Walking through the wood. Seeing Hunter he's stood by a body. No no. Not this dream again. Seeing her body. Clary. Falling to the floor then I see a blood covered Max glaring at me. He glares at me.

"You killed me. Clary died because of you as well." He taunts circling me.

"How could I ever love a murderer?" Hunter glares sharply.

"You didn't even try to save me." Clary points a finger at me.

"You didn't even know who killed me!" Tazia roars,"you never loved me all because I had a better relationship with papa."

Shaking my head,"No no!! I loved you!!!!! "

Crying sobbing.

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Jolting awake hearing a whining cry, wait that was me. Sitting up. Trying to find my breath as I pant, Hunter looks at me as I'm drenched in sweat.  He wraps his arms around me and I want to push him away. But I can't quite manage to.

He looks at me,"Bad dream." He strokes my hair.

"No shit Sherlock." It slips out oops.

His lips turn up into a smile, and then he bursts out into full on laughter. The laughter must be contagious, extremely. We are both soon wiping tears away, "You okay?" He asks on a more serious note.

"Probably." Answering honestly, I will always feel guilty.

"You still feel guilty." Hunter realises smelling my guilt.

Nodding,"I've killed so many people." He looks at me.

"Not that many Max deserved it. How many people have you killed?" He asks curiously.

That curiosity is definitely misplaced,"More than you need to know. However, Tazia I didn't know about."

He looked at me,"You never mentioned your sister. Or siblings."

"Its a touchy subject when Tazia died I like I seem to often do is find bodies. I never save anyone just finding the bodies." I explain.