Chapter 33. 'I would rather die because of you, than live without you.'
* Mature Content Warning - for some baby-making practice *
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His eyes were roaming over her face, his thumb tracing her cheekbone and then her bottom lip where the skin was already swollen from the harsh and unrestrained way that he had kissed her.
"My little dove…I didn't realise I'd made you feel that way. I didn't mean to. I promise you Ria, I don't want to do any of that anymore. I don't want to follow Yri's plans and I don't care about dhampirs. I only want you now. You just seemed so fragile, I was afraid that I'd hurt you, and…even more afraid that I wanted to hurt you." He admitted, wincing as though his own words caused pain to himself.
Ria shook her head and gripped his hair tighter, insistent and urging him to continue.
She didn't care. So what if he hurt her? He could give her blood to heal. It wouldn't matter.
