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.

you what I wish

I earned the

you haven't accepted the offer yet nor have you drawn the

haven't said exactly what I'm to do. Just draw?" Isaiah stepped very close to her, taking up her space. Enjoying the way that she pressed herself against the door to

mix of citrus and flowers, very feminine." She was very tense. Then again he would be too if their positions were switched. Her life was his to take and destroy if he

felt one of his hands

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

chest. Oh god she couldn't do that. She could barely take him touching her without freaking out. His hand moved

If she did, then she'd get her three days and he'd have

happens if I don't?"

an answer." He replied and that very clearly told her that she wouldn't enjoy what

couldn't tell if he was disappointed or not. Now he forced her head up to look at him. She was a little scared by what

your end of the bargain." He chided. Clair moved her head not wanting to fail. She was too scared

breath on her lips and she shivered slightly. He didn't move his head to hers, he'd said that she had to

than normal for him. She pressed her mouth a little more

to be like she meant it. Oh god what did that mean? She opened her mouth against his and 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 her head

to her neck. She tried to pull away and he made a very threatening sound in his throat. She stayed where she was and allowed him to kiss her. He tasted like mint, very strongly of it. His perfect firm

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

She was 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

was so soft, and it was so easy to get a hold

her to crave him the way that he was craving her right now. This reversal of need was maddening. The whole exchange was extremely fast and heated. However he suddenly tasted blood in his mouth. His nails started to dig into her

was irregular and there was pain all over him. He looked down but didn't

claws into her. Which would cause her pain. He'd said full immunity from any harm. Should have left a loophole there, damn it. Then he could

had opened all over him, 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. She was looking at him in a

color or white, they were like obsidian glass. There were tears in his skin

very inhuman at the moment. A slight twist to his features. She could still feel his hard body pressed to hers. Every hard muscle and his arousal pressed between her legs. She could

barking. Isaiah moved, coming back very close to her. A growl low in his throat. He crowded her space, but not really touching her but nearly

once this was done she was never going to show her face anywhere

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

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