Is it wrong to love a vampire?

Chapter 10

Nate watched Jethro drag his feet towards the staircase and up the stairs towards Georgia's room. Ever since Nate knew him, Jet had never let his emotions come close to the situation. He never liked being the bearer of bad news but it never fazed him from being the life of the party.

'Do you think Jet's going to be okay?' Sam asked, Nate looked at her and saw her eyes watching Jet as his had been.

Nate shrugged. 'I don't know. You're his sister, you should have a better guess than me.'

Sam turned round and faced me. 'I should but I don't. He's always just been him.' She leaned into Nate, resting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his neck. Nate put his arms around her waist and rested his head on top of hers. He could smell her citrus shampoo. The smell overwhelming his senses, his heart leaped at its vapour surrounding him, he smiled into her fluffy hair and kissed that straight part. Sam looked up at him, her rich blue eyes sparkling with crystal flakes. It looked like winter in her eyes and Nate softly smiled down at her, enamoured with her bottom lip, begging to be touched. He bent down and kissed her small, soft nose. Sam tracked his movements with her eyes, surprise sparking as he pulled back. She immediately sat up and stradled him, her pale skin reflected the orange and reds streaming in through the window. Nate could feel how soft her things were as his fingers grazed the silky material of her dress. He took a deep breath as he carefully traced his way up Sam, noting the gentle curves of her shoulders, her slender neck, the perfect cleavage line. Her bottom lip jutted out, looking tender and waiting, her eyes wild as she leaned over him, inches from his face. Nate could hear how hard Sam was breathing, he gently raised his hand, traveling over her arm, she closed her eyes and a quiet moan parted her lips. She leaned into his touch as his fingers travelled along her jawline. He reached her bottom lip and stroked it with his thumb, the simple action sending electricity down his arm. Sam closed the tiny gap between them sending her lips pressing against his. Nate clasped her face and pushed against her. She quietly pulled back. Nate was breathing hard when they separated, he looked up at her questioning eyes.

'Hey.' He coaxed her face towards him. 'Don't say it. Don't even think it.' He panted.

He crashed his lips against hers, hungry for her taste, her fingers ran through his hair, his shivers only feeding his love for her. He stroked the length of her neck, feeling her crumble under his touch, a moan escaping her. Sam became hungrier, her tongue searching for a way through his plump lips. Nate stood up, bringing Sam in one easy motion, her legs wrapped around his waist and her fingers through his hair. He started for the stairs, still engrossed in Sam's soft lips. She kissed her way up his jawline. She nibbled his ear as he moaned, his balance nearly failing him. She knew the best way to tease him. He went up the first step, the jump jolting Sam and she laughed, throwing her head back as they moved. Nate could only watch in pleasure as her eyes lit up like stars. She rested against his forehead, his vision filled of those blue eyes, as her minty breath mixed with his wooden scent.

'Has anyone told you that you're just a giant cuddly wolf?' Sam whispered, leaning towards his ear.

Nate smiled and kissed her exposed neck. 'I had this little girl tell me once.'

Sam laughed. 'Who is this little girl?'

'Well, she had this cute pink ribbon in her hair, that she insisted had to be there. And she had these big blue eyes that reminded me of the sea in turmoil. And she'd get this pouty little look when someone said no to her. It always made it harder to stay strong.'

Sam's face softened as she cupped Nate's face and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. 'You have always been too observant Mr. Wolfy.' She giggled, a wicked glint came in her eyes as she noticed where they were heading. She brought her face slowly down to Nate's parting lips. Letting her nails graze his jawline, as his hands tensed at her back and pushing them her closer to him. The door creaked against the wood as Nate opened it and dropped Sam onto his bed. Her long brown wavy hair fell over her face and chest. Her hair catching in the creases in her throat, her chest rising and falling as strands shifted further down her body.