Is It Love? Drogo Fic

Ch. 4

I dont own is it love
It belongs to Claire Z and 1492 studios thank u

I huff at Drogo before turning around with a slight smirk on my lips with my eyes closed. I sigh, "I best be going, as always... You vampires are never any help. I'm sorry that you hold a grudge against the Osborne name. I mean your father did burn my grandmother's mother's mother's sister at the stake during the Salem Witch trials but you know... That's old news! We should forget about Viktor's wrong doings and move on with life. You vampires always stay stuck in your past. Tut tut, it's rather annoying." I say and walk off.

Drogo growls in anger, his presense becomes so close that the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end and I feel his ice cold hand move the back of my hair to one side and his lips so close to my ear I feel his icy breath. My pulse quickens, "I could kill you right here, right now witch and I wouldn't care at all." He whispers then his lips trail down my neck.

I stand straight, "Go on then, you kill me and you'll have every Osborne witch in town down your families necks." I whisper and his teeth graze my flesh. Suddenly I can't talk, I gasp at the sensation! My mind goes blank... He's making my body go crazy! It has to be him! A fire burns hot in my body and I can't control the feeling at all as my hand is guided up from where it was at my side. His fingers entwined with my own he places my warm palm to his cold cheek and traces it down his neck then my collar bone and between my covered breast line to my stomach. He keeps my hand placed at my navel and his sharp teeth sink into my soft flesh. I moan at how beautiful the sensation feels only for a sharp voice to break the moment.

"Drogo! Inside, NOW!" I moan again when his teeth force themselves to leave my neck. Blood drips down it and his red eyes are glowing brighter than before. He licks my neck and the voice shouts angrily this time.

He sighs, "Jusqu'à ce que nous retrouvions, Séraphine." (Until we meet again, Seraphina) He whispers and as fast as light he's already at the person's side that had scolded him. He doesn't look back as he enters the manor.

The man is clearer in my blurred vision, "You will leave this property, don't ever come here again." He says. I see his brunette hair sway in the wind luxuriously and then he too is gone. I blush, George is glaring at me and I glare back at him. I snap my fingers while whispering a spell to myself and in a flash we're no longer near the manor. I walk away from George and he follows, "Don't follow me if you're just going to lecture George. We're in Mystery spell now. Go be my grandmother's lap dog once again." I say in a rather annoyed and hurt tone of voice. The wind has picked up and I'm walking rather briskly. George stops me and says nothing for a good five minutes but then sighs heavily, "You're shivering Miss Osborne." He says gently and takes off his overcoat and places it around my shoulders. I close my eyes for a second then turn with tears in my eyes, "Thank you." I whisper. He smirks and nods, "Don't be sad, it's not me you should be appologizing too it's your grandmother." I sigh Yes I suppose he's right.