Till Death Do Us Kill

ring my texts...I thought something may have happened. Why couldn't I go with you? What were you hiding from me...is there someone else? Please don't leave...whateve

ng to say to keep her with him. He couldn't lose her, they had spent too long together. A s

that whenever he spoke to her and could feel her upset, he wasn't sure why since he was fairly certain that the rambling annoyed her almost as much as whatever he had done in those situations. He sighed heavily, sitting on the floor against the wall, his shoulders slumped. He didn't used to be like this...his mind went back to the days she still looked at him as her knight, when she couldn't bear the thought of him not being by her side at all times. When she

irection. He lifted his head a bit higher as she walked past, the scent of blood in the air, the iron filling his nostrils, overwhelming him at the intensity. Mouth slightly agape, he moved to speak, stopping as she slammed the door to the bathroom, cutting o

his head, trying to remember what he had come in here for. Just as quickly as it had left, his reasoning for coming in came right back as he leaned against the doorway, clearing his throat before speaking. "Did something happen tonight Eleano

ach word she spoke, knowing the proper reaction would have been fear, except for the fact he couldn't tear his eyes away from the water droplets. He stood mesmerized, feeling the tension in the air increase, her eyes still cold as she gazed at him, her figure tense as she stormed past him, leaving him standing

om her waist as they stood. She glanced up at him, a gasp escaping her lips as her eyes were flooded with arousal. He responded eagerly, leaning down to kiss her hungrily, his lips flush against her skin as he moved quickly down her neck and shoulder. His hands traveled down her torso, gripping her hips and lifting her, groaning as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Carrying her into their room, he pressed her down into the mattress before leaning back, fumbling a

tting more and more aggressive, her moans and whimpers mingling with his own groans. This was what it should have been like over the years, ravaging each other, one marking the other. We had been this infatuated once, we had loved like this once. These days it see

me, her hands wrapping in his hair as her tongue trailed up his neck and to his lips, biting gently at his bottom lip. He brought his thoughts back