Snippet #2343927

Amara could feel the blush that had bloomed in her cheeks, making her face warm. To her delight, he kissed her back, but then pulled away. Worried that he was just as confused as she was, she didn't move. A grin swept over her face as he pulled her into him and kissed her hungry, holding her in his strong but gentle arms. His passionate kisses set her insides ablaze and she melted in against him. She had never kissed a boy shorter than her before, but he was only so by an inch, so this put him right on her level. It was nice, not having to strain upward, or stay on her tiptoes. She had originally gone up on them out of habit, only to fall back down to her normal height when she remembered that he was her height.

He was saying something to her, but she couldn't make out what it was. Her blue hues were watched him with a human hunger. "I cannot imagine changing just to appease my father." She heard him say. "Me either," she whispered back, regarding her father wanting to kill him and expecting her to want to do the same. She didn't notice it, but her markings had returned. Her entire body was glowing with majestic runes that she could not explain. If she took the time to actually look at them, she would find that she could read what they said, as if the language was encoded in her blood.

But she wasn't interested in runes right now, she couldn't be bothered with them in the slightest. She ran both of her hands up his chest, digging her nails lightly into his shoulder as she began kissing him again more fiercely this time. She could feel her heart beat between her thighs and her fingers itched as they gently clawed at his skin. She wanted to crawl inside of him, drink his essence and become one with him.

Unknown to Amara, what she was feeling was not only lust, but the lust of an Angel. All of her human attributes had been heightened since she triggered her Hunter gene. She now felt everything ten times as much as she normally would. Under a normal circumstance, Amara would never have been this close to someone after only knowing them for two days. But due to her new feelings, and the fact that he was so different from everything she'd ever known, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

A part of her, somewhere in the back of her mind, was telling her that this was not a good thing. Nothing good could come out of her being with this demon. Why wouldn't she be a normal girl and go settle down with a normal man in a town house with a white picket fence and have babies and two dogs? She kissed him passionately, nibbling at his lip and pushing him into the wall of the pool aggressively. Because she didn't want that life. She wanted this one. A sexy, adventurous, dangerous life. With Rily.

One of her hands slowly ran up the back of his neck to grip his uniquely colored hair, while the other disappeared from view between their waists. No one was around to see anyway, but she liked the thrill of maybe getting caught. She pulled on his hair to expose his neck, where she trailed kisses and light nibbles, all the while her other hand went exploring below the water. She didn't feel anything, or notice, but blood from her back had mixed with the water, swirling in brilliant curls and wisps. Huge arch angel wings, white as snow, had silently slid from her back in her moment of passion. So absorbed in biting and sucking on his neck, she didn't even notice them.