Fledgling
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I stood, listening to the cool rain that sliced my icy breath into shards of light. My skin was cold, yet I stayed standing. His eyes never left mine, drinking in the bloodlust I fet for him. His face was fresh, not a scratch. Something the luxuries of blood could heal, easily. I could not remember the last time I'd drank. My teeth raised, bared enough to flash my breath-taking snarl. Then he was an inch away, arms out-stretched, lightly gripping my shoulders. I pushed them away, roughly, not letting go of his shoulders. With undeniable strength, I leaned into his marble neck, carving my granite teeth into his toughened flesh.
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"I can tell you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone **CERTAIN CHAPTER CAN ONLY BE READ IF YOUR FOLLOWING ME**

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