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"Don't," he replies. His voice cracks and deepens. Kiss me then. But do I really want that? Can I want that? I shouldn't, right?
My body disagrees. It's screaming yes as loudly as it can.
"Don't what?" I ask?
"Tempt me," he half-whispers. Possibly even too quietly for any non-vampire to hear.
But I do. And I lick my lips in response, a deep satisfaction spreading through me as his eyes flicker down and watch.
"I think you're the one tempting me right now," I respond, my own voice hoarse. He has to kiss me now. I think. I'm not really sure what I want if I'm honest.
"Ashryn..." he warns.
"You're the one with me against a tree," I point out, wiggling slightly. What is up with me? I've never been this kind of woman. But there's something about Bram. The surliness. The power. The hostile edge, that's just making me want him.
Maybe it's just my fucked up childhood. No one can expect me to have a decent taste in men after killing my first vampire while not even a teen. I'll be surprised if I ever manage to have a normal relationship.
I suppose normal is underrated.
Indecision wars over Bram's face, and I watch intently, unsure about what he's going to do next.
Well, not totally unsure. Just in denial.
So when it comes, it doesn't take me long to respond.
There's nothing sweet about this kiss. It's raw, and hungry, and demanding.
Bram pushes me back further into the tree, the rough bark scratching against my back. And I do not care. Not one bit.
I moan into his mouth, arching my back as much as I can while caged like this. My breasts push against his chest, and I swear I can feel everything through our clothes.
Do I want to go further? The images flying through my head are anything but tame. And yet, there's something holding me back.
I push Bram away. "Enough," I say, almost with a growl at the end. Oops, didn't quite mean it to come out like that.
"I'm sorry," he mutters, moving away from me and rubbing a hand over his face. "I don't know what happened..."
"Me neither," I add. I'm not sure I can bring myself to regret it. Even if Remus' face flashes through my mind at that precise moment. I can't be thinking of any of them. I can't let myself get so distracted from...
Wait. Do I have a purpose anymore?
I stare into the woods, not too sure what to d
o with myself. Where do I go now? What do I do now? What is the point? I'm full of the questions no one ever wants to answer. And with good reason. I don't know is a terrifying answer.
"Ashryn? Are you okay?" Bram asks, surprisingly gentle.
"Sorry," I respond, looking at him for the first time since ending our kiss. "Got lost in my thoughts," I add.
"Anything of interest."
"No."
"You look like you want to talk about it."
"I said no," I repeat, firming up my voice so it sounds a lot stronger than I feel.
"Fine." He crosses his arms, and I don't miss the slight pout that flits across his face. He clearly isn't particularly happy with my answer. "Any idea what to do now?"
