Forever Yours (#3) by Deila Longford Page A

His lips and mine were joined and we
melted and oozed love. I shiver as I remember his cold body, but I smile as the
thought of the pleasure erupts. I smile and Dalton quizzes me.
“What are you thinking about?” I bite my lower lip and flutter my eyelashes as I
reply.
    “Us, tonight, our passion,” Dalton presses a smile from his lips and then he runs
his fingers through his hair, smirking at me in the process. I can’t control my
happiness or my smile as I take in his reaction. He must agree with me –it was
amazing.
    “I see and tell me, how was it for you?” I laugh and then blush –is he serious?
Dalton smiles at me, shaking his head and then running his finger along his
lower lip. God he’s breath-taking, it should be illegal to be this hot. “Your smile
tells me everything that I need to know!” I blush again and then he pushes the
door of his car open. He flies over to my side, opening the door with one fluid
motion. I sigh as I stumble out of the car –I don’t want him to leave. Dalton
gently places his hand onto my lower back and he pushes me against his car. I
struggle to find my footing –in my borrowed heels. Dalton steadies me, but my
feet are killing me. Dalton gently strokes my cheek and leans in towards me, I
wait for his kiss, but I pull away.
    “Just let me get these shoes off first,” I say as I lean against him for support. I
quickly slide off my shoes and I dwarf in front of him. The coolness of the
sidewalk feels amazing against my burning feet. Dalton looks impatient as he
waits for me to focus back on him. I slide my arms around his neck –with the
shoes hanging from my hands. Dalton leans in again, kissing me like we just got
married. His lips are tender and soft and each icy movement is tingling my
whole body. I don’t want him to stop, I need him. I push my lips harder onto his
and then our lips move faster. My arms squeeze his neck as his hands slide onto
my backside. I pull him closer and kiss him harder; I frown and I feel hard done
by ), when he pulls away from me. His eyes are a deep shade of red and his
white lips are quivering. I feel so bad, he is starving and I want to help him. I
am still furious with him for refusing to turn me, but I can’t deny him a fix. I
hate to think of him being around other girls and I don’t want him to feed on
anyone but me. I know that’s extremely selfish of me, but it’s how I feel. He is
mine, he feeds on me, I love him and maybe he loves me. “You’re hungry,
aren’t you?” Dalton nods at my words and then he pushes me away. I clasp the
bridge of my nose and then I lock my eyes on his.
“I’m starving, Rose,” oh crap, my guilt has blown off the scale. I need to help
him.
    “I want to take away your pain,” Dalton lunges towards me and he grips onto
both sides of my face. My heart begins to pound and then I suddenly become
aware that we are out in the open. My mind starts to rush, I can’t let Dalton feed
on me in front of my house. What if Uncle George or Jen sees us? I wouldn’t be
able to explain and I don’t want to run that risk. I pull away from Dalton and he
lunges towards me, maintaining his hold on my face. His eyes are burning are
deep shade of red and there is a hissing noise forming in the back of his throat. I
run my fingers along the base of his hand and I try to ease him out of his
hunger. “You can’t, not in the street, what if someone sees us?” Dalton’s
burning eyes continue to stare through me as he takes in my words. He rests his
forehead on mine, his lips are white and trembling and I can’t absorb his pain. I
hate to see him like this, my mind spins, if he turns me, then I will have the
same burning desire. I know what I am asking him to do is, forever, but I see
him as my future. I can’t breathe without him and I need him in my life. I sigh
as his cool breath blows onto my face, tingling and sending shivers down my
spine.
“I don’t know if I can hold it, I need to feed, Rose,” I