You want me to do what now?!{Chapter 14}
Recap:
"It's a huge commitment." He told me in a serious tone.
"Well, we're mates..." I told him but I broke off. At that instant I got why he wouldn't do it; he was still insecure. He thought that I would choose Chris over him; he honestly thought that! "Oh James." I chuckled slightly. "Listen to me idiot alright; I don't want Chris okay? I want YOU!" I searched his face for a reaction and first his face was blank with shock but then slowly but surely his skin started to glow with happiness and triumph.
"Really, you mean that?" He asked with a face splitting smile on gracing his features. I just simply nodded, smiling a small smile of my own. "And you want me to change you?" He said it as more of a statement. Again I just nodded. "Then what are we waiting for?"
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James scooped my up bridal style and I only briefly felt wind whipping past my face and through my hair before our mattress broke my small fall. James grinned down at me and crawled onto the mattress so that he was kneeling over me. I was starting to get nervous now. I didn't have a clue how this was done; what if it hurt really bad?
"Um, shouldn't we do this later? We're missing the party." I said but cursed myself in my head when I heard the quiver at the end of my question.
"Not having second thoughts now are we?" James asked with a small smirk on his face and an eyebrow raised.
"No!" I nearly yelled a little too quickly. He just chuckled, looking slightly doubtful before going into our bathroom and coming back with make-up wipes and handing them to me.
"Your make-up and your clothes don't just go poof into thin air when you change; you'll still have it on in your wolf form and quite frankly, you'll look ridiculous." He informed me so I wiped of all of my make-up carefully. I thought about what he'd said about the clothes and walked out of the room to my wardrobe and stripped down and just threw a dressing gown over me. I walked back out into the bedroom to see James sat on the bed with an amused look on his face.
"What? I've grown very partial to that dress." I informed him and lay down on the bed. "So how do we do this?" I asked, settling into the pillows. He bit his lip and looked at me.
"Kiss me." He said in a serious voice, making me roll my eyes at him and lean in. Our lips met and just like all the other times fireworks erupted, causing my body to shudder and crave him more.
I wonder if it will ever wear off.
Probably not.
Was the very brief conversation that went on in the back of my head but then I lost all thought completely. Within five minutes I was lay down on the bed with James on top of me, using his arms to keep most of his weight off me. Somehow; I don't know where he found the strength, he pulled back and whispered huskily against my lips.
"Bite me." Was all he managed to get out before his mouth crashed back onto mine. I obediently followed his orders and gently nibbled his lip, pulling slightly but apparently I wasn't doing it right because he commanded me. "Harder." I did what he said and bit down harder, until I could taste his metallic blood flow into my mouth in a small stream. He grunted and bit down on my lip, hard, achieving a tiny flinch out of me before pushing my own blood back into my mouth, making it mix with his blood and continued kissing me. The blood was still in my mouth but so was his tongue. I managed to swallow it down before pulling away for air.
"And that's how it's done." He muttered breathlessly, watching my face intently. I cocked my head to the side slightly, not comprehending what he meant. He stared down at me for a minute or two before a troubled look clouded his features. "It should be taking hold around about now." He told me but he had spoken too soon. I heard the snap before I felt it. In a few seconds I was writhing in agony, arms wrapped around my body, whimpering to hold in the cries of agony that were threatening to escape.
