Page 65 of Sacrifice

"Aribella," his tone holds a warning, but Ineedto touch him.

"Do you want me to stop?" I look at him and he's frowning at me.

"Never. I never want you to fucking stop, Aribella, but I want to get you in this tub so I can let you rest. Not have another round of sex with you."

Another blush pops up and I look down, embarrassed.

"Don't do that, mi reina." Vincent lifts my chin with his pointer finger and thumb. "I want you, love. So fucking much, but I want to do what's right for you. And that, right now, is getting in the warm water and letting it soak into your sore body."

How he knew what to say, I don't know, but I smile at him. "Alright." That's all I say and Vincent helps me into the water.

We settle into each other, and I sigh. "This is wonderful, Vincent. Thank you."

He takes the soap and pours it into a loofah. "You're welcome," he grunts, and I can't help but smile. I feel myself slipping into darkness as he runs the loofah along my body.

Waking up once again, I blink and stretch. This time I can move and I hear Espresso purring against my head. Chuckling, I look up and there’s my baby. He flicks his tail at me and I reach up to rub him. Vincent isn't in the bed and I wonder where he went off to.

Getting out of the bed, I use the restroom quickly and wash my hands. Looking into the closet, I smile. My clothes are still there and I'm not sure why, but I thought they'd be gone. Laughing at myself, I grab a dress, put it on and don't even think about panties or a bra.

"I don't give a fuck what you do, I want this shit demolished," Vincent's angry words reach me, giving me pause along the last step of the stairs.

"Sir, I understand, but if we take this wall out, it will compromise the structural integrity of the second floor.."

I don't recognize the voice, but I slowly make my way over to Vincent and see he's in the room we were in last night.

"Why are we tearing it down?" I ask curiously.

Vincent whirls around and I gasp. He moves so fast and blocks me from the view of the other men in the room. "Mi reina, Ididn't know you were awake." He pulls me into him and I wrap my arms along his back.

"It's alright. I seem to keep falling asleep on you."

He smirks at me and kisses my nose. "It's alright,mi reina.You need your rest. I'm taking this room out. We can play other ways."

"Oh." My smile falters and I wonder why I want him to keep the room. "Keep it. You promised to show me stuff and help me through things. Remember?"

A frown turns his lips down, and I kiss him. "Maybe... maybe take the chains out and get better lighting?"

A howl of laughter leaves him and the atmosphere turns from angry to happy within a second. I smile at him. "Besides, I did enjoy what we did earlier," I whisper.

"Oh,mi mariposa, you have no idea what you are asking for. But we will keep it for now. If you are alright with it."

Peeking around Vincent's body, I look at the room and the men standing there. "Eyes onme, Aribella," Vincent growls and I huff.

"My gosh, you are so grouchy."

Vincent walks us out of the room and turns back. "Take the chains, whips, and canes out of the room. Bring in more lighting and... don't fucking touch the bed."

The men burst out into loud Spanish and laughter, but Vincent walks us toward the kitchen. "Why did you want to tear the room down?"

He looks down for a moment before he looks at me. There’s so many emotions running through his eyes, I’m not sure how to read them. "I shouldn't have put you in there and tied you up. But I didn't know how to keep you from running. And besides, the idea of the dungeon, and how you looked when you first woke up, made me realize I shouldn't have done it."

I stop walking and look at him. "You made the fear go away. The panic was only for a moment and when you did... well, you know, when you touched me there, I was excited."

Stumbling over my words, I look down. Gosh, I can't even tell him I want him to do it again. "I don't know if I'll ever be comfortable in the dungeon, but I want to try things with you. You make all the crazy paranoia and anxiety go away."

"Oh, Aribella." He pulls me into a hug and I melt into him, feeling better than I have in months.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

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