Reaper's Word

Chapter 18: Kiss Me Like You Mean It

"Sit." Isaiah ordered her and she sat down next to him as he indicated. "I will play, you will sing until I say it is okay for you to stop."

"Yes." She said. Clair took a deep calming breath. She wanted to get up and run, but where was she going to go? She wasn't ready to reveal what she could do. She was saving that for a desperate time. Right now she was given an obvious chance. She was sure that his talents were stronger than hers. He started a song and she was grateful that she knew it and waited until the right note to start.

She was relieved that her voice didn't crack and that she hit all the notes perfectly. She didn't think he would enjoy someone who sang badly. She didn't think that her voice was all that amazing. She was very self-conscious and never sang in front of anyone but her music instructor. Though he had constantly been at her to sing in concerts with the band.

Clair sang through several songs before she had to ask if she could have a drink. Her throat was dry and sore. He let her, Beta seemingly came from nowhere carrying a bottle from the kitchen. She didn't know how they communicated but it was eerie.

Beta sat on her side of the bench and watched them as he played and she sang. He seemed pleased by it and moved to go and lay down after a while. Clair was starting to fight to stay awake. She'd been up the whole day and now the night. Not to mention her nerves were shot with being watched and next to Isaiah.

"You need sleep." He stated and she nodded. He stood and motioned for her to follow.

"Beta." He called and Beta got up and followed after them. Clair thought that she heard others moving down the hall fast away from them.

"Apparently you have some that enjoy your voice. It was calming and hopeful to them." She saw that he was amused by this.

"It wasn't too bad." She supplied keeping her gaze down.

"You have a very lovely voice Clair. Just like your talent to draw. You are very complicated and have yet to disappoint me. I like the puzzle you are."

"That is a relief." She said meaning it, though not meaning to say it. He gave a kind of laugh and she looked up as they passed the glass staircase and into the hall beyond it. He stopped in front of the door there. Taking hold of her shoulders he placed her back to the door. He let go of her and put his hands on either side of her head.

"Now," He said looking at her and she glanced at Beta who was sitting watching. "You will stay in this room. There is only one way out and in. You are a very hard human to track down. I'm not in the mood for you to slip away on me."

"I thought you liked a challenge." Clair stated feeling bold.

"Don't push me." He responded though he was amused by her comment. "Beta will be staying with you just to make sure you don't meander off." He said and she paled a little. Waking a little more.

"With me? Not outside?" She asked, sounding a little panicked. He gave a smile that he felt.

"With you. I don't trust you because I know your talent to slip away." He wondered at that talent. Was she just that lucky or was it something else?

"Oh, and tomorrow?" She asked.

I wish for

the three days

the offer yet nor have you drawn

Just draw?" Isaiah stepped very close to her, taking up her space. Enjoying the way that she pressed herself against the door to get away from him. He leaned forward and took a very deep breath. Pulling

smell. A mix of citrus and flowers, very feminine." She was very tense. Then again he would be too if their positions

staring at his chest. She felt one of

soft, and so well groomed." He seemed perplexed by this. He was a good head taller than her and she was happy to not have to look him in the

Her heart stopped beating in her chest. Oh god she couldn't do that. She could barely take him touching her

now. If she did, then she'd get her three days and he'd have to wait for that pleasure. More

if I don't?"

replied and that very clearly told her that she wouldn't enjoy

head up to look at him. She was a little scared by what she

He chided. Clair moved her head not wanting to fail. She was too scared of what would happen if

slightly. He didn't move his head to hers, he'd said that she had to kiss him. She wondered what happened to him if he failed to hold up his end of

mean it Clair." He said before she touched her lips to his. It was light and she didn't know exactly what the kiss had to be to count. He was unnaturally still, more so than normal for him. She pressed her mouth a little more firmly to his and figured that a quick one did

his lips were already parted. She slid her tongue into his mouth and the second that her tongue hit his he gripped her hair and pulled

threatening sound in his throat. She stayed where she was and allowed him to kiss her. He tasted like mint, very strongly of

hers, she gasped into his mouth and he made a deep sound into hers. Clair's fingers dug into his shoulder. While she felt incredibly tense, she also felt heat rush through

so hesitant to kiss him, to let him touch her. When all the others had been more than eager to prove themselves. To try and please him. To let him do as he wanted to them, so they could get what they wanted. He wanted to do a lot to Clair. She had tried to pull away from him to deny him. Not

It was his, she was his to have. He wanted to fuck her so badly and was angered at the clothes in the way. His body was painfully hard and only this human woman was going to satisfy the need riding him. She was so soft, and it

was. She was attracted, whether she wanted to admit it or not. He wanted her to crave him the way that he was craving her right now. This reversal of need was maddening. The whole exchange was extremely

drop her and step away.His breathing was irregular and there was pain all over him. He looked down but didn't really need to. He already knew what had happened, he'd very nearly broken

claws into her.

a warning to stop. He felt the tears of blood rolling down his face. Also from his ears and most likely nose. The taste was also in his mouth.

were like obsidian glass. There were tears in his skin and he was bleeding from them rather

mouth and had thought it was her at first. He looked very inhuman at the moment. A slight twist to his features. She could still feel his hard body pressed to

eyes. The wounds closing on his body. He looked a little more in control and she wondered what would have happened if Beta hadn't lunged at them barking. Isaiah moved, coming back very close to her. A growl low in his throat.

promise and once this was done she was never going to show her face anywhere unless she absolutely had to. She didn't think this little episode was a one time thing. What he said terrified her.

wish I never signed that book." He was in her space again but not touching her. The smell of him filled her lungs. A kind of spearmint smell, close to his taste. She was trying to not think about that. He made a kind of agreeable amused sound and then

here to collect you in the morning, if you are not

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