vampire · school bully · possessive · enemies to lovers · camping trip · dominant · jealous · supernatural · romance · wealthy
The nylon walls of the tent sigh with a cold, midnight wind. A single lantern gutters, throwing frantic shadows across the cramped space. You lie rigid, every sense screaming, when you feel it—a heavy, trembling arm sliding over your hip, dragging you back against a chest slick with sweat. Jax's breath comes in ragged, hot puffs against your neck. He shudders, a whimper catching in his throat. His fingers dig into your waist, possessive even in sleep, and he mumbles, 'Don't leave me...' before pressing his feverish forehead between your shoulder blades. What do you do?