Page 36 of Sold to the Devil
“I need words, my love.”
My breath hitches and my chest fills with heat. I love the way he makes sure I'm comfortable with everything we're doing and asks for my consent to continue.
“Yes,” I answer in a whisper.
He kisses me softly before letting his lips slide along my jaw and neck before stopping at my collarbones. He cups one of my breasts with his right hand while his left moves up to hold my hands above my head. My back arches when I feel his warm lips on my skin. I moan and roll my hips, making him moan. He dives down to my covered breast and kisses the exposed skin. I gasp as he licks my skin before sucking on one of my breasts, focused on leaving his mark there as well. I moan when he kisses the fresh purple mark and returns to my lips, kissing me softly. He rests his forehead against mine, panting, as he closes his eyes to calm himself a little.
“I know you're a virgin, my angel. We'd better stop before we go too far.”
I feel my chest warm at his words. I thought he wanted to go further, but I'm glad we're stopping. I'm not ready yet. I nod slowly.
“Thank you…”
He nods as well before getting out of bed. I feel disappointed when he walks away to the closet. I was hoping he'd hug me, but I guess I expected too much. He disappears into the bathroom before coming back to pick me up and carry me.
I frown, putting my arms around his neck to steady myself. He leads us into the bathroom and sits me on the counter. I watch in confusion as he takes off my skirt. He grabs a pair of shorts, and my eyes widen as he begins to put them on me, asking me to lift my hips so he can position them correctly. I do as he asks and he picks up a black T-shirt that looks like one of his. He motions for me to raise my arms, then slides the shirt down my body.
I look down to see how big it is on me before looking back up at him. He takes off his shirt and then his pants, leaving him in his boxers. He grabs our toothbrushes, puts some toothpaste on them, and hands me mine. We brush our teeth, and all I can do is stare at him in confusion and amazement. He's so gentle, so caring. I don't know where it comes from, but I love this side of him.
Once we're done, he takes me in his arms and leads us to the bed, laying us under the sheets. His arms never leave my body as he pulls me close, letting me rest my head on his chest. He gently kisses the top of my head before turning off the lights.
I don't fall asleep right away, my eyes remain wide open in surprise and confusion. I don't know if this intimacy is due to what happened earlier, but I like it.
I feel his breathing slow down a little after a few minutes and realize he's fallen asleep. I feel butterflies swirling in my stomach as his words begin to echo in my head.
‘I don't want you, and yet I can't stand the idea of another man having you, touching you.’
‘That's the problem, Aelys. I don't think I ever hated you.
You are mine, Aelys.’
‘I'm going to ruin you, my love’
I meant it when I told him to ruin me. And it scares me.
CHAPTER 16
Aelys
When I wake up the next day, I immediately feel his arms wrapped around my waist and his warm body pressed against mine. By the sound of his calm breathing, I know he's still asleep. I blush as I begin to remember what happened the night before.
I'm still a little confused by what he meant when he said he never hated me. Was he acting like a jerk just to hide the fact that hecares about me?
I slowly pry his arm from around my waist, doing my best not to wake him. After I succeed, I get out of bed and go get my uniform since classes start today. I go into the bathroom to start the shower and begin to undress. As I slip under the steaming hot water, I start to think of a plan to accomplish my task. I'll ask Mattheo to show me who Dawson's friends are today, but I still need a plan and how I'm going to go about killing them.
I could try to befriend them, gain their trust, and then kill them, but there’s a good chance that they’ve seen me with Mattheo, so they'd probably find it suspicious. I can try following them for a few weeks, learn their habits and schedules, to corner them once they're alone.
Yeah, that sounds like a good plan.
I rinse the soap off my body, step out of the shower and wrap a towel around myself. I put on my underwear and bra, when Mattheo decides to walk in. Without knocking of course.
“Good morning,” he mumbles in a hoarse morning voice.
Holy shit! Why is his morning voice so sexy?
My own thoughts make me blush. As for Mattheo, he laughs, and I immediately give him a dirty look. It's getting annoying that he's constantly reading my thoughts.
He glances in my direction and his eyes widen slightly when he notices I'm only in my panties and bra. I roll my eyes and resume getting dressed. I put on some gray stockings and my black skirt. I'm glad it's mid-thigh length. Not too short, but not too long either. Next, I put on the white blouse, leaving the top two buttons undone, and put on my gray tie.
